My Iyashikei Game Chapter 614: True childhood memories?

After getting the reminder in the elevator, Han Fei dragged the corpse prop with one hand to the seventh floor. All the windows here were sealed by wooden boards, and the whole floor looked extremely depressing.

Taking out the security phone, Han Fei clicked on Xia Yilan's live broadcast room. The strange thing was that there was no one in the live broadcast room.

"All the installations in the plastic surgery hospital are dynamic tracking cameras. As long as Xia Yilan passes by, they will definitely follow her until she enters the blind spot of the camera's field of vision. Now that there is no one in her live broadcast room, it means that she should be stopped. In a certain shooting blind spot."

Han Fei walked forward slowly, and slowly, he suddenly saw himself in Xia Yilan's live broadcast room.

"Is she hiding around me?"

As soon as he stopped, Han Fei felt someone approaching quickly behind him. He picked up the corpse prop and swung it backwards, but he didn't hit anything.

According to the location locked by the camera in Xia Yilan's live broadcast room, Han Fei was sure that Xia Yilan was nearby, but he didn't see anything.

"What about people?"

Xia Yilan may have had some special encounters before, but she is just an ordinary person. Even if she is possessed by a ghost, Han Fei is still not afraid. What he is worried about now is that there are other things staying with Xia Yilan .

"There was indeed something approaching just now."

Dragging the heavy corpse props, Han Fei stepped back a little bit, and he found the shot of Xia Yilan's live broadcast room, which was stuck in the blood. .

When he was checking the camera, footsteps sounded very suddenly in the corridor!

Without any warning, when Han Fei heard the sound, the footsteps were already very close to him.

Backing back, Han Fei found a pair of white shoes walking through the corridor and entering a room.

"White shoes?"

The kindness of the little white shoes was kidnapped by Han Fei, and now only malice and hatred remained on the pure white shoes.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei didn't go directly after the little white shoes. When he came to a strange place, the first thing he had to do was to familiarize himself with the environment. If he rushed forward recklessly, he might fall into the enemy Among the carefully arranged traps.

Kicking open the door, Han Fei began to check the rooms one by one. Seeing his rough and direct appearance, the audience in the live broadcast room became happy again.

Same trapped in an abandoned building, also faced with a murderer and unknown dangers, Han Fei behaved completely differently from the other six colleagues. Those who didn't know probably thought that Han Fei was playing a murderer. Hunt down the other six.

Han Fei fixed the camera removed from the security guard on his back shoulder, so that he could observe behind him through the live broadcast room, which was equivalent to having an extra eye.

Tang Yi, who is well aware of the audience's preferences, opened a separate live broadcast room for this camera, and let everyone experience a "killer" first-person live broadcast.

Without anyone else's script, and without the help of "companions", Han Fei obtained the other leg and internal organs of the corpse on the seventh floor based on the clues revealed in his own script, coupled with a little violence. The lower heart and head have not been aligned yet.

The other live broadcast rooms were in chaos. Everyone was running away, so quickly that the cameras couldn't capture them clearly. Many fans of celebrities came to Han Fei for help, saying that their idol was about to "collapse" physically.

Comparing these live broadcasts, it can be clearly seen that Han Fei is special. Both humans and ghosts are running, but Han Fei is the only one who is seriously thinking about clearing the level.

Actually, Han Fei was also in a state of high tension right now. He didn't have time to look at the bullet screens at all, and he was concentrating on the room that the little white shoes just entered.

As the doors were kicked open one after another, Han Fei was getting closer and closer to that room.

"Here it is."

Gripping the door lock with his hand, Han Fei slowly pushed hard, and the door opened in response.

The small room has been painted with white paint, it looks like a pure white canvas, everything in the room is white, even after such a long time, it is still as pure white as ever, as if every night Someone will come and clean it.

"Whose room is this?"

The white single bed is covered with a white quilt, the white sheet is hanging down on the floor, and a pair of white shoes are placed in front of the bed.

There is a small white table where the toes of the white shoes are facing each other. On the table are several small people folded from white paper.

The head of each villain is opened, and they do not have their own facial features and clothes, which seems to imply that they have never had a self, or even formed a concept of self.

When Han Fei entered the house, the sound of heavy rain hitting the window became more and more violent. The rain seemed to penetrate the glass and fall into the house.

A drop of liquid fell on the back of Han Fei's neck, and when he reached out to touch it, his fingertips were stained red.

"Blood?"

Looking up, there was a crack in the white roof, as if the pure white heart was torn, and foul-smelling blood flowed out from the gap.

More and more blood soaked the white wall, cracks spread towards the surroundings, blood stains stuck to the ceiling, and fell into the house like rain.

Han Fei's body was wet, and he felt as if the whole room had been roughly torn apart from the outside, and all the secrets in the room would be stained with blood.

Standing firm, Han Fei looked down at the phone screen.

The scene shown in the live broadcast room was completely different from what Han Fei saw with his own eyes. In the live broadcast room, Han Fei was standing at the door of a dilapidated white ward, and a lot of things like red paint had been painted on the ceiling in advance. At this time, those things were dripping on Han Fei's back.

"He used the little white shoes to attract my attention, just to get those 'pigments' for painting on me?"

Han Fei himself was also affected. He saw what the painter wanted him to see. He didn't know if it was a hallucination, a dream, or a kind of psychological hypnosis.

The people behind the scenes succeeded, but Han Fei had seen too many horrific scenes in the deep world, so he behaved very normally, and the audience in the live broadcast room didn't find any problems.

Red paint slid down his hair, and the back of Han Fei's head seemed to be burned by something. The pain pulled his nerves, and some of the memories he found in the deep world emerged, most of which were related to the Scarlet Orphanage related.

There seemed to be some connection between the blood-red memories in his mind and the red "pigment" dripping on the back of his head. Han Fei wanted to figure out his past. With a cruel heart, he let go of his consciousness and actively immersed himself in hallucinations.

Having been tempered in the deep world for a long time, Han Fei was confident that he could break free from the illusion, so he made the decision to see what was in the illusion.

The line of sight gradually became a little hazy, and the sound of footsteps on the corridor outside sounded again. Han Fei looked outside, and the little white shoes dripping with red paint walked through the corridor and entered another room.

At this time, the plastic surgery hospital Han Fei saw was different from before. The blood-colored paint seemed to be a paintbrush held by a ghost, spreading all kinds of weird patterns and distorted words on the wall.

"Only good children can come out to breathe and see the outside world, but for monsters, our world is this small room, and they cannot get out or escape."

"I don't envy those children who can walk out of the ground. The light they see is only false. The hypocritical light is completely different from the light emitted by the sun."

"They are stupid. They think they will be regarded as good children if they obey the doctor's advice. In fact, in the eyes of the doctor, they are monsters just like me."

"The children who left kept telling me how beautiful the outside world is, bright windows, green leaves, even a bird flying by can keep them excited for a long time."

"Looking at their happy appearance, I can't bear to tell them the truth. No matter how beautiful the outside world is, it has nothing to do with them. Their world is only this room, this **** box we live in, which is the real appearance of the world. .”

"Doctors always lie to us that the world is beautiful, and as long as we monsters slowly become normal people, we can usher in a new life in the outside world. I know they are lying to me."

"Those doctors are not telling the truth at all, they are just using us, they never want to let us go."

"I kind of miss that artist, he is the one who really wants to help us, although he never said he would take us away, but at least he left a fan on the wall of this dark room Fake windows."

"During the last period of my life, I felt that I should see him again. Because I made a new discovery in the dark. It is said that the red ward at the end of the corridor was also black before. It seems that there once lived a The child who succeeded in the experiment, I also heard that the child who was the closest to perfection, killed everyone in the end."

"He can't hear me, and I can't leave."

"I don't know how to meet him, so I can only draw myself in the window he painted."

"Slowly, I grew up in this black room. Among all the children, I was the only one who never left. I knew that my end was doomed, as the most failed experiment on my eighteenth birthday Die."

"This should be my last birthday wish, I hope... that artist never comes back."

The **** red paint and pigments were splashed on the wall, and the words seemed to come alive. Looking at them, it was like seeing a sick teenager.

"The kid really didn't want the artist to come back? Or did he end up saying something against his will because all his birthday wishes were not fulfilled?"

Everything was normal in the live broadcast room, and the audience only saw the flowing blood, but after being exposed to the plasma, Han Fei was affected to a certain extent, and he saw the words rolling in the blood.

Walking among those **** words, it was like stepping into a patient's dreamland, with his ravings all over his ears.

Go forward and open the next door.

In the dark room, everything was painted black except for the number "4" on the door panel.

Before Han Fei entered, the doors of the nearby rooms were all pushed open, and the layout of each room was completely different.

Some are painted in color; some are filled with asymmetric deformed objects; Unpredictable formulas and puzzles...

Han Fei kept looking towards the end of the corridor, where there was an unnumbered ward, which was completely dyed red.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will never do that again, please let me go."

"I'm just a nurse who obeys their orders, I just want to get a face, you go to those doctors, go to those who killed you!"

"Don't ruin my face, I have nothing, please let me go!"

A **** and revealing woman crawled out of the blood-colored room, she sat down on the ground, there was a strange incongruity between her face and body, as if that face did not belong to her.

"Xia Yilan?"

The woman in the distance heard Han Fei's voice, she was like a drowning person grabbing the last straw, crying and reaching out to Han Fei, but her legs seemed to be locked by something in the room, Unable to break free.

"Help me! Help me!"

"What did you do? Why do those children want to kill you?" Han Fei still remembered the first time he went to Qiangwei, and accidentally found that Qiangwei was threatening Xia Yilan with a list.

There is a high probability that Qiangwei is a child with a number in the orphanage, and Xia Yilan will be targeted by him, which means that Xia Yilan is likely to be involved in some things.

In addition, when Xia Yilan begged for mercy just now, he vaguely mentioned words such as nurse and order, Han Fei was even more sure of his guess ~IndoMTL.com~ He wanted to take this opportunity to ask clearly.

"I didn't do anything! I'm just one of the middlemen, just a living business card of a plastic surgery hospital!" Xia Yilan cried to Han Fei: "Those children are ingredients for personality plastic surgery! Take the customers who need it to the hospital, and I don’t know anything else!"

"You stop thinking about it?"

"He, they promised me to change my face after completing five transactions!" Xia Yilan's body was dragged: "All the middlemen have changed their faces!"

After shouting the last sentence, Xia Yilan's body was dragged into the red ward.

Han Fei rushed forward holding the corpse prop, the closer he was to the ward, the more intense the pain in the back of his head!

"All the pain comes from where the black box is!"

In a trance, Han Fei even thought that he had returned to the deep world, and his body would naturally react in various ways.

"Those words are left by the orphans who died here? He found the red room?"

Kicking open the door of the last ward in the corridor, Han Fei saw Xia Yilan being pressed on the operating table, surrounded by children who had no facial features and lost themselves.

The children held a cake made of human blood in their hands, and then stuffed the **** cake into Xia Yilan's mouth with their own little hands.

Her beautiful face seemed to be torn apart, she couldn't make a sound, her eyes bulged out, and she looked very scary.

Han Fei didn't like Xia Yilan very much, but he absolutely couldn't let Xia Yilan die in front of him like this.

Stepping quickly into the house, the moment he stepped into the room, an unprecedented familiar feeling appeared in his mind, as if he had stayed in such a **** room for a long, long time.

"Could it be that my real childhood memory is... staying in such a room all the time?"