Thriller Paradise Chapter 114: The World of Hirata (End)

"Obviously, there are some things that Xiuichi can't do, such as leaving Fukui's corpse and so on." Feng Bujue said: "But you, Hirata-kun, your existence explains everything, come to me Say, the moment you show up, the whole case becomes no difficulty.

It is impossible for you to surrender. The plot of surrender will affect the sentencing. You just brought Sato Hariko back home and frightened her as much as you could, so that she didn't dare to call the police. In her opinion, her husband suddenly changed his temperament and murdered, as well as Fukui's death, she was responsible, so it is not difficult to bluff her. The bullet in the gun has been shot anyway, so you can hide the gun casually, anyway, you can be found during the police search.

The next day, if you go to work in Xiuyi’s company casually, you are better than him. He does not know your existence, but you have all his memories. You deliberately go to his company and wait for the police to investigate. As long as the police find out about the situation, you will naturally be arrested to assist in the investigation. As a result, the body was not discovered until noon on the 27th, so you didn't wait until after get off work hours.

On the way back, perhaps it was a whim. You returned your body to Xiuyi because you wanted to watch a scene and see how the two reacted when he went back to face Chiko. At that time, Xiuichi's mental state was on the verge of collapse, and he was so dazed that he couldn't even remember the way home. This was the beginning of his third memory.

Next, when he returned to the long house and opened the door to see that his wife had committed suicide by hanging himself, he suffered a complete breakdown and immediately yelled. The old woman next door knocked on the door, and you took over your body to deal with her again. You deliberately let her see something abnormal and then send her away, waiting for her to call the police. After all... you just don't want to call the police, which leads to the plot of surrender.

Finally, as you wish, the police came to the longhouse and arrested you and found Yamada's pistol. This explains why you were still drinking tea calmly.

After being arrested. Your plan of revenge is considered successful, and you have returned to the world of consciousness until today.

And Xiuyi, he went crazy, and his body was imprisoned in prison. The three memories remaining in the brain were distorted into terrifying images. Tortured his spirit day and night, he just passed fifteen years like this, if no accident, this situation will continue until his death. "

"Hmph...hahahaha..." Hirata's eyes widened. With a weird smile, he approached the mirror and said: "That idiot deserves it."

"No, in reality, Xiuyi's choice is not right or wrong. It can only be said that a good person is not rewarded." Feng Bujue said: "But if it weren't for you, he wouldn't be where he is today."

"What do you want? Mr. F?" Hirata asked with a sneer, "Can you change the past?"

"No, I can bring you a relief with him." Feng Bujue replied.

"Relief? Huh... ridiculous, it is him who is tortured, I don't need anything..."

"I have three levels of consciousness here. The one that Xiuyi has experienced the most over the years is the deepest and most terrifying level." Feng Bujue interrupted: "I don't know how many levels you have, but I see your spirit. State, there must be only one level. Um... 15 years... No. For 21 years, you have been experiencing some terrible memories similar to Xiuyi's deepest consciousness, am I right?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Hirata's eyes flashed, and his tone was obviously lying.

"My consciousness is not created by this body. It is very convenient for me to move in this level of thought cage. The more I know, I can go to higher levels. Now, I can go In reality, take over Hirata's body. Similarly, I can also go to your side. Then throw you at...um...anywhere." Feng Bujue said solemnly.

"This is impossible!" Hirata shouted: "You..."

The mirror shattered before he finished speaking...

Feng Bujue stood up, his handcuffs and shackles disappeared, and his clothes returned to the appearance of a purple suit jacket. He touched his pocket, and the key was indeed inside, three keys, and the only one that had not been used.

He came to the door of the ward, aimed at the door lock, and opened the last door that symbolized the imprisonment of thoughts.

Outside the door, white light poured into the room, engulfing Feng Bujue. In the next second, he experienced the scene change again, but this time, under the control of his self-consciousness, he entered the unknown...Hirata world.

"Hirata-san...is it true?"

A beautiful woman appeared in front of her, who looked more than 20 years old, wearing a down jacket, standing opposite her.

Feng Bujue was standing in front of the opponent in a clown suit, looking strange, but in this eyes, it should be Hirata Hideichi.

The two are standing on a pedestrian bridge, a legendary place where dangerous behaviors such as confession, breakup, suicide, and singing are high. The street scene under the bridge shows that this should be a street in a big city. Although it is late at night, in the city with tall buildings, it is still a scene of feasting and drunkenness.

"Uh...what did you say?" Feng Bujue asked tentatively.

"Hirata-kun, you just said... after graduation, you will go back to your hometown and... to marry Miss Sato." When the girl asked this question, tears flickered in her eyes.

"Miss Sato...Is this woman Mikako? Shuichi chose Haroko, and Hirata..." Feng Bujue said: "Hirata has been experiencing the scene of breaking up with Mikako every day for these years... …That was Xiuichi’s choice, but it was also his memory. Countless times I watched the person I like cry and leave, but I can’t change anything… The fate that I missed appears in front of my eyes time and time again. This is one of the most painful tortures. Got it."

He tried it. The body can move freely. He can even take out a pipe wrench or a gun, but it doesn't seem appropriate for him to do so now. It seems that here is the same as the black and white world, the deeper the spiritual world, the higher the degree of freedom, and in those levels close to rationality, the body is instead bound by various constraints.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, shook his head ripplingly, and walked forward with a swaying gait, walking up to the opponent, and then he hugged Mikako in his arms. Of course, he was still relatively good. There is a product, but there is no kiss.

"I will never leave in my life. I love you." He uttered the lines in a vowed tone. What he hadn't said in real life was a mouth addiction in the game. Because he was speaking for Hirata-kun, he could speak it out.

Actually, Feng Bujue had been asked by his girlfriend to say those three words before, and he replied: "'I love you', a man only says once in his life. I will say it when you are about to die."

Since then, there has never been a normal woman who doesn't open her eyes to date with him. It's really a blessing in the world.

[The current task has been completed, the main task has been completed]

The system prompt sounded at the right time, Feng Bujue opened the game menu, and saw the three unfinished main tasks [Stay in the house until dawn], [Explore the mansion] and [Work to off-duty]. It was not ticked on the right side, but was crossed out by several horizontal lines.

A new mission has just emerged at this moment, and the vacant position seems to indicate that this mission has existed from the beginning, but he can’t see it: [Fix Hirata’s spiritual world]

As soon as the voice prompt sounded, this task was displayed, and a tick was placed directly on its right.

It stands to reason that Feng Bujue should hear the transmission prompt next, but strangely, he did not hear it, but returned to the first-person observation state of watching CG.

"Oh? Does this script still have the ending CG after clearance?" Feng Bujue asked, "Heh...not bad, it's more interesting than the ones that must be played."

[Automatically send after watching the ending] This reminder is given by the system.

The picture in front of me gradually changed...It was a cloudy afternoon, a street that looked familiar. Everything around is naturally colored, indicating that this should be in the real world of this script.

Feng Bujue quickly recognized that this was a certain section of the road he had walked since he first entered the script.

The camera turned around, and two figures came from a distance. They were a man and a woman. The man was gentle and dressed in decent suits. The woman was elegant and elegant, with refined temperament and a dark color. Coat.

Feng Bujue also recognized them. It was Hideta Hirata, who seemed to be only in his twenties, and Mikako who he saw just now.

In my ears, their conversation gradually sounded.

"It's almost here? Hirata-kun."

"Well... it will take a while, it will be soon."

"The traffic in your hometown is really inconvenient."

"Yeah, haha...it's a very old-fashioned place." Hirata scratched his head: "It's really hard for Mikako to take a tram to a place so far with me and still have to walk."

"Yeah~" Mikako shook her head: "No~IndoMTL.com~If you are with Hirata-kun, walking is very good..." she said, lowering her head shyly.

Feng Bujue vomited uncomfortably: "Hey...what is this, is the plot after the world line was changed by me? This uncle played DEND, and the result is to watch this flash bomb? Hirata, you still die Come on!"

"Oh, by the way, did you know that, not far in front, there is an old long house. I remember that when I was young, I heard the old man say that it was haunted there." Hirata said.

"Hey! What are you doing all of a sudden! Self-reliance FLAG!" Feng Bujue had an ominous premonition instantly.

"Where there are ghosts in this world, they are all imagined." Mikako said.

Hirata smiled and said: "Haha, I also said..."

At this moment, the lens was zoomed into the distance and turned into a panoramic angle from looking up. In the gloomy sky, a flash of lightning flashed abruptly, and in the second when the white light flashed, Feng Bujue clearly saw that he was crouching on a street lamp pole not far behind Hirata and Mikako. A strange figure in a white kimono...