Knocking and knocking is commonplace, and the gates of hell are ahead. I'm Youyou, and the name of the story I'm going to tell today is "The Secret Under the Tap"!

The computer keyboard is certainly not unfamiliar to everyone, and there should be a lot of people who deal with it every day, just like me, almost every day the fingers are tapping on the top tens of thousands of times, sometimes even more, this "crackling" sound I don't know if anyone has paid attention to it, he is also very rhythmic, according to the fingers you use and the position of the keys, the size of the force is different, it will produce different rhythms, this rhythm seems ordinary, but in fact it is not simple.

We know one of the earliest ways to transmit information over long distances - telegraphs, that is to constantly press out different rhythms and frequencies to convey different information, and when we hit the keyboard, we will also inadvertently type out some rhythms, these rhythms will have different meanings, and some will even attract those so-called "unclean" things.

Computers use electricity, and electricity will also produce magnetic fields, which can distort the spatial plane we are in and open the door to another world, so there will be a lot of people who will use computers again when a series of unbelievable, terrifying, frightening, bizarre and terrifying things.

Nowadays, there is a very classic ironic term "otaku" used to describe people who stay at home all day and rarely go out to socialize, their main job is to stay at home, and the way to spend time is mainly to rely on the computer, to watch movies, play games, etc.

Everyone has played online games, it is the kind that uses a mouse and keyboard to operate at the same time, basically just press the fixed keys on the keyboard, so when you press the same button evenly, and keep repeating the same buttons, the unique rhythm is generated, once or twice is not enough to have any effect, but after a long time, there is the effect of water droplets.

Zhuo Wen is a typical "otaku", but he is not like other otaku who are willing to degenerate and do not seek progress! He was originally a "top student" who graduated from the network research system, and like many college students, he has not been able to find an ideal job after graduation, either the treatment is not good, or the requirements put forward by the unit are too high, he can't meet them, so he simply stays at home and uses the knowledge he has learned to start his own business!

After more than three months of research, Zhuo Wen turned out to be a small achievement, he developed a game software that can make money with some management nature, and was supported by a large developer, there were thousands of players in just one week during the trial release, Zhuo Wen's daily work is to manage the accounts in the game, don't look at some players since playing this game day by day, in fact, the biggest winner is Zhuo Wen, the behind-the-scenes operator.

Some of this software is gradually becoming popular, and it has a bit of a gambling nature, every day someone loses their entire net worth, and only a small number of people can make money, but there are still many people who make a fortune

Dream played this game, played back and forth, and in the end got bankrupt, his wife was separated, and he couldn't think of it for a while, and he thought of everything about "suicide" wrist cutting, suicide, and jumping off the building, just because of the "sponsorship" of these people Zhuo Wen's small life can be described as prosperous, and a large amount of accounts are put into his bank card every day, but Zhuo Wen never thought that the money he earned was all exchanged for fresh lives, tears of remorse, and down-and-out families.

At 8:30 p.m., Zhuo Wen habitually brewed a cup of coffee, put it on the computer desk, supported his chin with one hand, and controlled a few keys on the keyboard with the other hand.

Suddenly, the sound of a woman's low sobbing came into Zhuo Wen's ears, and when Zhuo Wen wanted to listen carefully to the source of the sound, the sobbing disappeared, Zhuo Wen was stunned for a while, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and continued to tap the keyboard with one hand, and picked up the coffee on the table with the other hand, and just brought the coffee cup to his mouth, the woman's sobbing voice rang out again, this time Zhuo Wen was sure that someone was crying, and it was not very far away from him, but for a while he couldn't determine where the sound came from。

Every time, Zhuo Wen's voice sounded inadvertently, and when he wanted to listen carefully, the voice disappeared: "Damn it, who is deliberately playing a prank?" Zhuo Wen thought in his heart, and due to the temptation of money, he once again moved his gaze to the computer monitor, "Hiss......!" Zhuo Wen gasped, at this time, the computer was no longer showing the page of the game, but on the roof of a building, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on the roof of the building and drinking wine, his expensive clothes were torn by him casually, his hair was also a mess, his face was full of tears of remorse, and his mouth kept saying: "I'm sorry ......!".

Later, the man drank the last bottle of beer, stood up and walked to the edge of the roof step by step, stretched out his arms like a big bird and jumped off the roof, the building was only twelve floors, the other party had not yet come to shout, and fell directly on the hard cement pavement, the fragile head was like a broken watermelon, at the moment it touched the ground, it was broken apart, red blood and white brains were splashed everywhere, and even the street lamp pole on the side was sprayed with a layer of blood, and more blood flowed out from under the man, like a small river, surrounded the body of the middle-aged man。

After a while, the police car and the family of the deceased rushed to the scene of the incident, and found a note in the arms of the deceased, on which only four big English letters were written, "bydb", which is the abbreviation of the four words "don't gamble", and it is also the name of the game developed by the composition, and it is ridiculous that the name of the game

The word is don't gamble, but there are still people who are so obsessed with this game.

There was a middle-aged woman in red clothes at the scene, who sat down on the ground directly when she saw the terrifying scene at the scene, and couldn't help crying loudly when she saw her husband, who was fine a few hours ago, suddenly turned into a headless corpse! The woman's cry was very poignant, like a ghost in hell, Zhuo Wen was a little creepy when she heard it, and hurriedly turned off the computer and unplugged it.

Zhuo Wen quickly rushed into the bathroom, unscrewed the faucet and washed his face with cold water, looked up at himself hanging in the mirror on the wall, a very ordinary young man, with water droplets on his face that had not been wiped dry, probably because he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, his face looked a little pale, but on the whole he was quite handsome, Zhuo Wen showed a wry smile, feeling that it must be his hallucination just now, he has been making money crazy these days, and he is working day and night, and he suddenly feels very tired all over his body, as if he is pressed by some heavy object。

Zhuo Wen felt that he should be too tired, so he wanted to rest for a while early and relax, but when Zhuo Wen lay down, not only did the pressure on his back not lessen, but his chest also seemed to be pressed against a boulder, making him feel particularly difficult to breathe!

Zhuo Wen opened his eyes in pain, and found that there were a lot of hundred-yuan bills falling from the sky in his bedroom, seeing these Qian Zhuowen felt that he was not so uncomfortable, and stretched out his hand to hold the fallen coins tightly, but when he saw it, they all turned into dark coins!

Just as Zhuo Wen was stunned when he looked at the dark coins in his hand, the coins in the sky turned into hideous and distorted faces and rushed towards Zhuo Wen!

The next day, people found Zhuo Wen who had suffocated to death due to the time of burial for too long from a piece of rubble, and what everyone didn't understand was that when Zhuo Wen's bedroom collapsed, he obviously had a chance to escape, but why was he buried alive instead of escaping?

In fact, the answer is very simple, I made too much money and suffered retribution!

(End of chapter).

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