As for the source of phobias, it is imperative to achieve high fate, and this disease that is most likely to spread in the early stage must be in your own hands.

As long as the phobia is obtained, it is difficult for the crowd tactics to pose a threat to him. The more people on the other side, the more likely it is to be confused, and the easier it is to give birth to bizarre and frightening conjectures.

The little boy didn't know what Gao Ming was thinking, but licked his lips, as if recalling the sweetness of the cake.

Seeing the child's reaction, Gao Ming directly took out his mobile phone and his black and white photo, and dialed the phone at home.

"Why do you have to take a posthumous photo when you order takeout?" Zhao Xi covered the little boy's eyes, worried that it would scare the other party: "This photo is weird." ”

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the living room door, and Daddy and Mom appeared at the door with a cake.

Turning on the lights in the house, the warm light dispelled some of the shadows, Gao Ming lifted the table and sofa, and cleaned up the house: "Brother Zhao, come to help, we may come over often in the future." ”

Zhao Xi was frightened by the flesh and blood ghosts at first, he thought that saving the world was swords, swords, and shadows, flesh and blood, but he didn't expect that he would just pick up a broom and clean up the garbage.

Daddy and Mom greeted each other cordially, just from the appearance, there was no difference between them and normal people.

Mom and Dad are always very kind, generous, and easy to talk when there are outsiders.

Snacks and toys are placed on the sofa, music is playing on the phone, and the rain is pouring outside the window, but the house is exceptionally warm.

Everyone decorates the room, and several strangers gather in the shadow world to celebrate a child's birthday.

Zhao Xi didn't know the true identity of Strange's father and mother, and chatted with them a little crampedly, and the little boy brought out the dishes that Gao Ming had fried in the kitchen, busy and busy, very tired and happy.

After stir-frying the last dish, Takamei looked out the window at the night.

"There are a lot of strange stories hidden in the Lishan area of the shadow world, and I had planned to make this a stronghold."

In terms of complex topography and population density, the old city can rank first in Hanhai, and this is exactly what Gao Ming needs.

"If I do something and stand on the opposite side of the Investigation Bureau, in reality I have nowhere to go, then the Lishan area of the shadow world will be an excellent place for me to hide."

"The posthumous photo is the ticket, I am the passage, and no one can catch me."

Takashi habitually took out a cigarette, but he thought of so much of himself on the tunnel wall, and after a while, he casually threw the cigarette and the lighter into the trash.

Walking out of the kitchen, the little boy finally had a smile on his face, and he was very obedient, as if he was worried that everyone would leave.

The shadow of the phobia has dissipated, but the shadow brought by the strange mother and the strange father envelops the room again.

"It's so hateful that his parents don't cherish such a sensible child." Zhao Xi himself is not married, and he also wants a child in his heart.

"No child wants to be so sensible, and if you can't be coquettish in front of your parents, it's actually quite painful." Gao Ming found that the fear in the boy's eyes had subsided, and he clapped his hands: "Let's eat cake, everyone." ”

Opening the cake box, Daddy and Mom put a candle on the surface of the cake.

Gao Ming turned to the little boy and said, "I will help you make up all your birthdays." ”

The boy didn't understand what Takamei was talking about, and he looked at the lit candle expectantly.

After the lights were turned off, Takamei covered the boy's eyes and made a wish with him.

"You can start eating."

The cake was not too big, and the little boy was reluctant to eat too much, and he also handed the two largest cakes to Daddy and Mom.

"It's okay, just eat it, it's rare to have a lively day today." Gao Ming kept calling home, and there were fewer and fewer people in the black and white photos of the madman, and there were footsteps in the corridor, and the door was knocked again and again.

Looking at a room of father and mother, the cake fork in Brother Zhao's hand fell to the ground, and the little boy clung to the ugly puppet and didn't dare to speak.

"What do you say?" Gao Ming cleared his throat: "From today on, we are a family, and I don't understand what the responsibilities of parents are now, but I will try my best to make each and every one of you happy." ”

Gao Ming discovered one thing through repeated attempts, as long as he was not too far away from Tricky Dad and Tricky Mom, Tricky Mom and Tricky Dad would behave normally.

As soon as he wants to get away from Daddy and Mommy, and Daddy and Mom can't get closer to them, Daddy and Mommy will dissipate into the shadows and return to the black and white photo.

If you take advantage of this, you can handle a lot of trouble.

Helped the little boy spend a happy birthday, and Gao Ming also got closer to the boy, and he finally knew the child's name.

His parents like to call him An An, which is the name of the family's pet dog in the past, his parents are short-tempered and extremely irresponsible, so it can be said that he has lived in anxiety and fear since he was a child.

Sensitive and fragile, the boy often uses his paintings to relieve fear and pain, and in his paintings, he is a warrior who is not afraid of anything.

Later, he pinned this emotion on the handmade puppet, and the messy paint on the puppet was actually a small person, overlapping with each other.

The bravest sustenance, on the contrary, became the source of phobia, which Gao Ming did not expect at all.

"It's not that An An cleared the game, but An An was originally a part of the 'game'."

After getting out of the shadow world, the puppet in An An's hand turned into a black and white posthumous photo, and Gao Ming saw the text behind the posthumous photo as he wished.

"Photos of old things: When you feel fear, you first have to think clearly, are you afraid of me or yourself."

borrowed the posthumous photo of the phobia, and in order to compensate An An, he asked Zhao Xi to stay with the other party.

Brother Zhao can't find the meaning of existence, has no real family, and has never been recognized; An An has been living in anxiety and fear, abandoned by her biological parents, and wants a stable home. The two of them can just heal each other, and they are the antidote to each other's lives.

After getting the source of his phobia, Gao Mingchang breathed a sigh of relief, and he began to act separately from Zhao Xi, taking a taxi alone to the Night Light Game Studio.

All the game design plans are in the company, and if these things are obtained by Situ An, the consequences are unimaginable, and everyone who has seen the game design plans is likely to be implicated.

The torrential rain continued, the clouds pressed over the city, and Gao Ming entered the company before dawn.

It's still early, but when Gao Ming went upstairs, he found that something was wrong, the office door was ajar, and there were blood stains on the ground.

"There seems to be a murderer hiding in the Nightlight Studio."

Slowing down, Takamei stopped outside the studio door, and he looked sideways into the room.

The filing cabinet where the game design plan was stored was opened, all kinds of game design inspiration were taken out, the faint light flickered slightly, and Wei Dayou was frantically flipping through the game designed by Gao Ming.

"Exactly the same! The battle royale game has become real! ”

Gao Ming adjusted his angle and saw the injured Wei Dayou standing in the middle of the data all over the ground, his expression was in a trance, and his spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"How is that possible? How could these things become real! ”

Wei Dayou still couldn't believe it, he took out his mobile phone: "Gao Ming's phone has not been able to get through, why can he know the existence of the killer in advance, and also know the murderer's killing methods?!" Could it be that this is a predetermined killing? Is that the masked madman who executed him? ”

"No! You have to ask! He's my best friend! I know him well! He's definitely not that kind of person! ”

I don't know how many times I repeated it for a few hours, but Wei Dayou dialed the high-life number again.

"Meow ......"

A cat meow suddenly sounded at the door, and the chubby fortune smelled the smell of high life, and ran over to rub high life's legs.

Hearing the voice, Wei Dayou also looked at the door with his mobile phone, and he happened to look at Gao Ming.