Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 17: Killing Club

If this killing game 20 years ago has been played twice, and the tone and attitude of the last piece of paper seem to have the meaning of ending the game, then the start and operation of the second game , It is very likely that they are not the same person who started and operated for the first time. The meaning here is big. Although the deceased in this case is only Wang Xue, if you look at it from another angle, this is completely An attempt to exceed the limitations of the times;

For those who can think of this method and put it into action, it is difficult for Su Bai to imagine what he will reach if he continues to wrestle in society for twenty years without illness and disaster. [

Su Bai's hand gently rubbed his chin, walked to the bathroom, took a shower, and then shaved himself with a disposable razor in the hotel. The whole person immediately became much more refreshed. After all, Su Bai was also a twenty-four-year-old young man, and he was indeed handsome. It was just some recent experiences that made his temperament more restrained.

Put Chu Jianguo’s notebook in his bag, put away the windbreaker and mask, Su Bai took the bag and left the room and walked out of the hotel. The sun was blazing outside, and the heat wave made Su Bai a little confused. , After all, even if he knew a lot of the hidden facts about Wang Xue's case, he didn't seem to find what Wang Xue's fetters were.

If you can't find Wang Xue's fetters, this task will never be completed.

Su Bai is not here to be a detective. Obviously, if Su Bai is allowed to choose by himself, he would rather show up some powerful opponents to fight it better than now, completely becoming a private detective, not that he is too lazy to go. Use your brain, but the various details that have been disturbing the complexity and entanglement are not as good as cutting the mess with a sharp knife.

Getting in his car, Su Bai doesn't know where he should go. Is he going back to Shanghai to visit Shanghai University?

Although Su Bai himself knew that this was useless, the case was more than 20 years ago, and any evidence or links have been wiped out by the power of time.

Now it feels like I opened a window, but in front of the window, there is a wall, still stuck in a dead end.

The car still moved, and Su Bai decided to go back to Shanghai first, even if he went to see Chu Zhao or Wang Xue to ask, in fact, there is a mess in Shanghai too, and Su Bai instinctively thought To avoid those things, I thought Chu Jianguo could get enough breakthroughs, and then find the real fetters to Wang Xue's death, but now it seems that the difficulty is a bit too big.

At this time, Su Bai really wanted the monk to use the monk’s ability to deal with those ghosts and demons. Then the monk’s wisdom is also very dependent on Su Bai, but it’s a pity that he came in a hurry. I was still flying in two places in Xichuan, waiting for the monk to pack his things and come, the day lily is probably cold.

The road back to Shanghai was calm. Su Bai thought there would be a sneak attack like last time, but there was no result.

Su Bai went to Chu Zhao’s home first. Chu Zhao’s disappearance did not cause much disturbance outside. It must also have the role of terrorist broadcasting. After all, Su Bai’s actual mission is to help terrorist broadcasting. , Some effects that are affected by radiation from realistic tasks naturally have terrorist broadcasts to help wipe the butt.

Last time, Su Bai knocked Chu Zhao fainted when he left, and left under the watchful eyes of Xiaohui and the little nanny. This time, Su Bai came by himself.

The Hellfire shotgun is placed in the co-pilot position. This time, Su Bai does not plan to go around anymore. The question of who is in charge of Xiaohui and Wang Xue and the true identity of the little nanny, Su Bai does not want I put it there again, there is no problem that can't be solved with a single shot,

If not,

Then grab the two.

Even if you fail in a realistic mission, it doesn’t matter. Even if you can’t get a good impression of the horror broadcast, the loss is not great for Su Bai. At most, the next story world may be a little more difficult or not at all. What kind of care, anyway, there are still more than two months to be cool and unrestrained in the real world, Su Bai feels that it is not a loss.

I'm not a police academy, and I can't figure it out for horror broadcasting to force myself to be a detective.

Getting out of the car and directly carrying two shotguns on his shoulders, Su Bai went upstairs in such a grand manner.

Of course, the shape of the Hellfire shotgun is a bit exaggerated. Even if people around you see it, they will think it is a toy or anime character prop, but they don’t really think of any terrible power;

Su Bai is addicted this time. Anyway, there is a terrorist broadcast to wipe his butt. It is best not to find himself after the terrorist broadcast to take on this kind of realistic tasks that require brainstorming. Are both sides suffering?

From getting off the bus to going upstairs and finally standing in front of Chu Zhao's house, I didn't know if it was really so lucky. Even a passerby didn't even see it. Su Bai rang the doorbell.

Soon, there came the footsteps of "Humhhhhhh", the speed was not very fast, the sound was a little floating, Su Bai heard it, it was the little nanny who came to open the door, because since the knock on the door last time After being born, the little nanny who had died in front of him came back to life again, and finally turned into a tiptoe walking and raising his heel when he walked. This is the normal way of walking for dead people.

The door opened, and the little babysitter's slightly rustic but pretty face appeared in the crack of the door. After seeing Su Bai, she said nothing and opened the door,

"I will pour tea."

Su Bai walked to the living room and sat down on the sand.

The bedroom door was pushed open at this time, and Xiaohui, who was wearing pajamas, walked out of it. The pajamas were conservative and didn't show anything, but she showed a kind of pathological laziness.

"If you really care about your niece, get out of her as soon as possible, otherwise her body will be completely broken. Even if you cultivate and nourish it, there will be no effect."

Su Bai said calmly.

Xiaohui sat down in front of Su Bai, "This is my voluntary."

Voluntary?

Hehe.

The little nanny walked out with tea, put a cup in front of Su Bai and a cup in front of Xiao Hui, and then picked up the broom again, apparently planning to clean.

Su Bai held the tea, not in a hurry to drink, but shouted to the little nanny: "Everyone is dead, so take a rest. There is no need to serve people while they are alive and continue to serve people after death."

The little nanny froze for a moment, then shook his head, and replied honestly: "Doing this can make me feel alive."

"This is a very thoughtful and philosophical remark. In the future, those university suggestions can really recruit people like you to become professors."

Xiao Hui watched Su Bai ridicule the little nanny endlessly, and urged:

"Is Chu Zhao okay now?"

"It's okay. In my opinion, it's much better than staying in this ghostly house."

"You are just his friend, you can't make choices for him."

"I'm not that kind of pedantic person. I will continue to be with you. I am afraid that his yang energy will be squeezed out. In the end, his old Chu family will have to endure."

Su Bai took a sip of tea. The tea made by the dead man naturally has a cool feeling, and there is no need to put it in the refrigerator.

"Are you impatient?" Xiaohui looked at Su Bai. She could feel this emotion from Su Bai. The other party was like a volcano, although it might erupt.

Su Bai nodded, took out the old yellowed photo from his pocket, and threw it on the coffee table.

"Are you Xiaohui or Wang Xue?"

Xiaohui picked up the photo with a touch of remembrance on her face, and finally shook her head, "I am Xiaohui, but my aunt and I look alike."

"This reason is justified for the time being." Su Bai said again, "What else are you hiding from me, let me know, I have no time to work with you here, if I can't get the information I want, I Will make it all over."

"Keeping you secret?" Xiaohui smiled. "My aunt's memory and spirit were completely degraded due to poisoning before she died. After her death, she became a grudge who only knew revenge. She didn't remember anything. I know, I really told you. It seems that your level of care for your buddies is really limited. After this, your patience will be consumed almost."

Su Bai directly picked up the gun and pointed it at Xiaohui,

"I don't like talking nonsense."

Looking at the black muzzle~IndoMTL.com~ Feeling the cold breath coming from this gun, Xiaohui sighed,

"I really don't know anything, except...the painting still remains in my aunt's mind."

"Draw?"

"It can't be regarded as a painting, it can only be regarded as a sign. It is a very simple sign. My aunt and I function as a body, so there will be a connection between consciousness and thinking. I can feel her mind. China is already chaotic, but there is such a sign, but it often appears."

Su Bai has a pen and Chu Jianguo's notebook. Su Bai threw the pen and notebook out.

Xiaohui didn't hesitate, picked up a pen and drew a symbol on the cover.

x-x

The two letters x are connected by a horizontal line in the middle.

"What does this mean?" Su Bai asked, picking up his mobile phone and flipping through the address book, because he suddenly felt that this symbol had been seen somewhere, and it was not on the road, but in a special place that was not normal.

"My aunt's consciousness is full of resentment towards this symbol. Her death was related to this symbol. As for what this symbol represents, I don't know or know."

Here, Su Bai has already connected to Gu Fan’s call.

"Hey, why, I'm only here at night, I'm falling asleep, OK?" Gu Fan heard a voice of dissatisfaction.

"I have something I want to ask you. There is a horizontal line between the two x. Have you seen this symbol?" Su Bai vaguely remembered that he had seen this in the murder club established by himself and others before. Symbol, but I can’t remember exactly what happened.

Gu Fan was taken aback for a moment, and said immediately:

"Isn't this the symbol that Xun'er proposed as the emblem of our club?" (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy