Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 232: Guess who I am
Chapter 232 Guess who I am
This sentence seems to contain a special magic power, and I feel that my thinking has become dull.
I couldn't speak, my body froze, as if I was soaked in an ice pool, and even my blood was about to freeze.
"It's a girl's voice, not very old, but it's not Yiyi, who is she?"
"Could it be Lu Xing pretending to be it? Impossible, if it was Lu Xing, I would be dead now. He won't do these useless efforts, his style is to seize the opportunity and kill him."
"Could it be the ultimate move of the maze designer? Is this his trap?"
My consciousness seems to be lying on the edge of the abyss, unable to turn back, and the surroundings are all dark.
I can't move my body anymore, but I can still hear my heartbeat. I'm still alive, but my mind has become a little blurred.
"Guess who I am?"
"Guess who I am!"
The voice behind him became more and more sharp, as if he was stabbed in the heart by something, recalling the most terrifying thing.
"Who are you?" I said the question in my heart with trembling lips, but there was no sound behind me, and the thing covering my eyes was staggered by a thin slit, and I saw the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me.
I stood in front of the mirror, and behind me, a girl with disheveled hair and blood-stained face stretched out her hands covered with wounds, covering my eyes.
She was wearing a light red dress, and the expression on her face was complex, with resentment, anger, but more despair and pain.
"So it's you..." The first time I saw the little girl in red was in the tunnel speed car, she was sitting behind me at that time; the second time I saw it was in the haunted house, when I was about to go to the third floor, She suddenly appeared and led me to another building. This is the third time I have encountered her.
"Why do you keep following me?"
"Guess who I am?"
My question was not answered, and the monotonous voice behind me did not change, it seemed that the phrase "guess who I am" had been firmly imprinted in her soul, precisely because of the obsession with this sentence She has never been detached.
The gap between the staggered fingers gradually became larger, and through the gap between the fingers, I found that the mirror in front of me became blurred.
The broken and scattered pictures were printed in my mind along the girl's hands.
On the banner of the park, there is an advertisement from five years ago. A young father took his daughter to play in the amusement park. The girl was very happy and put on her favorite light red dress.
They had a great time playing that day, and tried most of the entertainment facilities except the maze and the haunted house. They played from morning to evening, and the sky turned dark. Just as they were about to leave, the girl saw a clown.
He draws exaggerated eyeshadow and uses clumsy movements to attract laughter from the onlookers. People love funny clowns. But only the little girl noticed that the clown was not happy. There were blue teardrops on his face. This was a crying clown.
"He's dead, he's dead!" A voice came from the crowd, and everyone looked there. A child who was about the same age as the girl fell off the ferris wheel.
The blood flowed under the young body like a blooming dahlia.
People crowded towards it, including the girl's young father.
"Dead?" The girl had never seen death before, she saw a large area of bright red, panicked and backed away, just in time to meet the crying clown.
"Want a balloon?"
The girl looked up, and she found that the clown who was crying was now smiling very brightly, the big red mouth was completely split open, revealing the rows of teeth inside.
The girl was terrified, she shook her head and was about to leave.
"Then let's play a game." The clown grabbed the girl's arm, and the girl tried her best to break free and ran towards the crowd, but before she could run two steps away, her mouth and eyes were covered at the same time.
"The name of this game is Guess who I am?"
The subsequent scenes became a bit **** and cruel. The girl was hid by the clown in the haunted house and tortured in the dark secret room. She became the clown's toy and played various games according to the clown's requirements every night. Sometimes the clown deliberately puts the girl in the maze to make her escape.
In the dark mirror world, the girl spent so many late nights in such fear. In the end, she smashed the mirror, but faced with more mirrors behind the mirror, which seemed endless, the girl despaired. Picked up the broken glass and ended his own life.
Then she saw her body being taken away by the clown, embalmed, wrapped in rubber to make a doll, and placed in the haunted house.
She also saw that similar things were happening underground, in the cement of the walls, in many, many places, and she wanted to stop them, so she kept wandering.
"Guess who I am?"
Listening to the mechanically repeating voice behind me, I somehow feel a bit bitter. The girl in red is one of the victims of this 'paradise'. Maybe it's because of her good nature.
Thinking about it carefully, on the way here, I heard the driver say that the only surviving little boy curled up and protected himself from a speeding tunnel accident five years ago because he listened to an older sister’s advice. The head was lucky to save his life.
Now that I think about it, the sister in red should be a girl. She has been trying to save the tourists who were killed by the clown design.
"I see."
Many questions were easily solved. For example, in the tunnel speeding car, I saw a red shadow behind me flipping the safety device. That was the girl's reminder to me that I was being targeted and wanted me to leave quickly.
Also in the haunted house, I once saw a doll suddenly appear on the stairs. The doll has an ordinary appearance, but a mole is specially drawn on its cheek.
This should be the girl who wanted to tell me to be careful of Li Manman, and when I was about to go up to the third floor of the haunted house, she did not hesitate to show up in person to lure me away. From this point of view, the third floor of the haunted house should be hidden Terrible stuff.
It is she who has been protecting me. While I was surprised, I also felt a little grateful and regretful. The previous few live broadcasts had no surprises, which made me feel a little arrogant. I didn't exchange a few of the talismans, which is really a bit reckless.
"The live broadcast of the underworld show is staged with my life. I must go all out. If I can survive this time, I will never underestimate the enemy in the future."
The pictures in my mind slowly dissipated, but the girl still didn't want to let go. She covered my eyes, as if deliberately blocking me, and didn't want me to see the mirror in front of me.
"The girl is not malicious, why did she do this?" I glanced at the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me through my fingers, and I don't know if it was my illusion. Under the light of the beam, only my figure can be seen in the mirror.
But weirdly, I was smiling in the mirror.
Smiling is a very common expression for anyone, but except for me, since I became the anchor of the underworld show, my mind is occupied by various things every day, and smiling is a luxury expression for me .
"The person in the mirror is not me!"
The huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me seems to be the killing game prepared for me by the maze designer and Lu Xing. I looked at myself in the mirror through the girl's fingers. Very strange feeling.
It seems that I am locked in the mirror, I am in the mirror, and it is outside the mirror.
The boundary between illusion and reality is blurring, and whenever I doubt, the voice of the girl in red always sounds behind me, she always reminds me, believe in yourself, don't get lost!
Time lost its meaning, and I don't know how long after the stalemate, I put away my smile in the mirror, and he stretched out his hands as if wanting to walk out of the mirror.
"How is this possible?"
I watched myself in the mirror walking out, and soon his hand touched the mirror.
The smooth mirror surface is like ripples in a calm lake, and then something that shocked me even more happened.
Its hand passed through the mirror, turning from a virtual image into reality, and its outstretched five fingers grabbed my head, and the icy breath permeated the whole body.
I couldn't move at all, and the girl in red behind me was also trembling and wanted to leave.
"What the **** is this?"
Half of my body in the mirror has come out, its body has been pulled into deformity, and the hands of this monster are getting closer and closer to me.
But just when those hands were about to touch me, strands of black hair sprang out of my pockets, twisting and folding like black pythons!
"Fate!"