My Iyashikei Game Chapter 521: A dark white orphanage

"Please close your eyes when it gets dark?" The children in the orphanage had obviously never played this type of game, and there was a trace of curiosity in their eyes.

"The rules of the game are very simple. I will write down the three identities of ordinary people, ghosts, and psychics on these few pieces of paper. Everyone shouts at Tianhe, please close your eyes. After closing your eyes, the ghost will start to act first. , he will kill a person every night. After the ghost kills, the psychic can check the identity of a person to see if he is a ghost. After dawn, everyone opens their eyes together and votes. The minority obeys the majority and succeeds. If the ghost is caught, the human wins, if the ghost kills everyone, the ghost wins."

Han Fei explained the rules of the game, and the perverted boy immediately became interested, which was much more interesting than cardboard houses.

"The more people in this game, the better. Call all the other children in the orphanage who want to play." Han Fei scanned the room again: "Where's the little girl just now?"

"She... secretly went back to the dormitory to sleep." The boy put his hand into his pocket, and there were still a few strands of hair on his fingers: "She is very tired, so let's not bother her, I will find it for you." Other children."

Watching the boy turn and walk towards the door, Han Fei's eyes slowly moved to the paper houses that were beginning to ooze blood: "It's better to destroy such a bad place."

Opening the properties panel, Han Fei flipped up, and when the boy came out of the paper house where he was hiding, he received a system prompt.

"Please pay attention to player No. 0000! You have successfully accompanied the children to complete the third game! Get the task reward - clue three."

"Clue three: The child you are looking for is wearing white shoes and hiding in a room in the orphanage."

There is a problem in the brain, the bad boy in everyone's heart, wearing white shoes, hiding in a certain room alone.

These clues are already very specific, and Han Fei has ruled out most of the children now, so there is no need for him to hold back.

The door opened, it was definitely not the first time the boy did such a thing, he ran towards a certain room skillfully.

Crossing the corridor, the boy's footsteps were very light. When he passed the two doors in the middle of the corridor, he leaned on the door panel and listened for a while, making sure that there was no movement in the room before he dared to move on.

"The two rooms just now are the dean's office and the resting place for the childcare workers. We can play whatever we want in the room, but if we wake them up, our end will be very miserable."

At the corner of the corridor, the boy led Han Fei into another room.

With the sound of creaking, the black door was pushed open, and the dim light shone on the boy.

"Stop pretending to be asleep, get up and play games."

This room is the dormitory for the children of the orphanage. More than a dozen people live in a big room without windows, and the air is full of various odors. The whole room was like a sealed black can.

"Get up!" The boy waited for Han Fei to enter the house, closed the door of the dormitory again, and then turned on the only light in the dormitory.

The dim light reflected the faces of the children. Seeing those children, Han Fei's expression changed slightly.

Most of the children in this room have some disabilities, and some of them can't even get out of bed with their own strength.

The light dispelled the darkness, and kicked those children out of their dreams.

Looking at the door with confused faces, when they saw the oldest boy, they immediately woke up, with fear in their eyes.

These children with disabilities seem to be bullied by that boy.

Seeing that there were still a few children huddled in the quilt, the boy ran over and threw their quilt aside, and threw one of the children under the bed.

Other children seem to be familiar with these things. Those children who were bullied also acted strangely when they saw boys. They gritted their teeth and covered their mouths. Dare to make any noise.

It seems that if they make a sound and attract the childcare workers, they will face even more terrifying things.

The psychologically perverted boy looked at the children triumphantly. He was about to teach the child another lesson, but was stopped by Han Fei.

"Will bullying those who are weaker than you make you happy?"

"I know you're sympathizing with them, but every child in this room is not worthy of sympathy." The boy smiled pervertedly and cruelly, and he directly grabbed the deformed child's leg: "Do you think I'm hateful? But do you know that this child killed his parents, his parents did not dislike him as a deformity, but he poured those highly poisonous things into his parents' water glasses, and this child..."

The boy kicked a short and fat boy next to him: "He cut the safety rope of the glassworker outside the building, leaving an adult paralyzed on the bed. By the way, do you remember the little girl who almost killed us before?" Is it? She pushed the little girl in the same class who was much cuter than her to the stove."

The boy smiled pervertedly: "Do you think they need sympathy? All of them want you to die. This place is locked up with the most incurable poisonous insects. The smaller the body, the deeper the poison."

He pointed to the orphans and told what happened to each of them.

Many of the evils of adults are premeditated, but some of the evils of children are pure evil.

Education can guide these children on the right path, but some children who lack education and guidance will become more and more terrifying.

Han Fei had felt that something was wrong with the orphanage before, and after hearing what the oldest boy said, he understood that the children in front of him seemed to be the embodiment of some kind of malice.

Wake up all the kids and the boys force them to come over.

There are about thirty beds in the whole dormitory, and there are children in fourteen of them.

"Are there only these people?" There were no children in solitary confinement in the dormitory, and they were not the ones Han Fei was looking for. He also took a closer look at everyone's shoes, all of them were light red.

"Counting the three of us, there are a total of 17 people here, one of whom is in charge of hosting, and the rest can participate in the game." Han Fei pushed out the boy holding the puppet next to him: "You will be the host for the first game."

Han Fei stood among a group of children with strange shapes, and patiently explained to them the rules of the game, please close your eyes when it gets dark. The boy holding the puppet is in charge of hosting and not participating in the game. Sixteen sheets of white paper of the same size and shape.

"I will write down the three identities of human, ghost, and psychic on these sixteen blank sheets of paper. You must not tell other people your identities, otherwise the ghost may kill you." Han Fei et al. After all the children understood the rules of the game, he wrote down the people on sixteen blank sheets of paper, then shuffle the order in front of everyone, and distributed the folded blank sheets of paper to each ghost child.

"I repeat again, the goal of ghosts is to kill everyone, and the goal of humans is to find out all ghosts. After a ghost kills a person, a psychic can check the identity of a certain child according to the host's prompt. Ghosts can also pretend to be psychics. The rules of the game are very simple, but if you violate the rules of the game, you will die."

For the children in the orphanage of the underworld, this is indeed more attractive than those common games.

"After a player is killed, the white paper on which his identity is written will also be destroyed. When there are only people or ghosts left on the field, the host will announce the winner of the game."

"Okay, okay, we already know the rules, let's start." The oldest boy couldn't wait any longer, he stood in the corner and secretly opened his blank paper, when he saw the blank paper After writing the text, some are not satisfied.

The children prepare according to their respective bed numbers, and the game officially begins.

"Please close your eyes when it gets dark." The little boy holding the puppet was the host. After he finished shouting that sentence, he turned off the lights in the dormitory.

"Ghost, please open your eyes."

Han Fei took out the Rebirth Knife, and he quietly walked behind the boy. The boy played three games with him, and the minimum task completion standard had been met.

Raising the knife in his hand, the knife became extremely sharp when it touched the child, and directly crushed his soul. From this, it can be seen that he has hurt many people.

"Attention player number 0000! You have killed an orphan in the orphanage. Every time you kill an orphan with your own hands, the probability of the childcare worker and the principal waking up will increase by one point, and the probability of finding the target child will increase. It will be reduced by one point."

Hearing the system's prompt, Han Fei frowned slightly. He originally planned to use this game to clean up some of the little devils, but now he needs to change his plan.

"Can't kill with your own hands? Then let them do it themselves."

Withdrawing the Rebirth Knife, when the light on the blade disappeared, Han Fei found a child covering his mouth and staring at him. The child did not follow the rules of the game.

He returned to his original position, and the child holding the puppet continued to shout: "Psychic, please open your eyes."

The boy waited for a long time but no one opened his eyes, so he continued to shout: "It's dawn, the person who died last night was No. 24."

The orphans looked at the seat where the boy used to sit. They didn't have any worries in their eyes. Instead, they breathed a long sigh of relief because the 24th died.

In the past, No. 24 was the king of children in the orphanage. Everyone had to listen to him, otherwise he would be isolated and constantly bullied. Now that guy is finally dead.

"I, I saw him kill someone last night!" The child who didn't close his eyes when the lights were turned off pointed at Han Fei: "He is a ghost, he killed him!"

After the child said this, all the children looked at Han Fei. Facing the deformed faces, Han Fei shook his head slightly: "I am a human, and you are a ghost."

He was a human being, and the child was indeed a ghost. Han Fei didn't lie.

"You killed it! I saw it!"

"According to the rules of the game, only ghosts and psychics can open their eyes at night. If you are a human, it is a foul if you open your eyes at night, and you will die; if you are a ghost, then you are probably framing me , I want to maliciously guide people to kill me during the day; if you are a psychic, then you can see me killing people, but the point is, the psychic is me." Han Fei looked at the person who said he killed The child: "I said the above three situations, which one do you meet?"

If you violate the rules, you will die. This death means that your soul will be scattered. Generally, the underworld will play a lot, and there will be no chance of reopening.

The boy hesitated, but Han Fei pointed to a child next to him and said, "The person I checked last night was you, and your identity is human."

It was the first time for the boy to play this kind of game, so he nodded subconsciously.

"Only a psychic can check the identity of others, and there is only one psychic. The ghost will definitely try his best to kill the psychic." Han Fei pointed to himself: "If I don't survive the next night, Then you can play around him."

Under Han Fei's continuous guidance, most of the children felt that the child who identified Han Fei was a ghost. After the voting ended, the other orphans looked at the child who was voted out, and their eyes gradually changed. .

I don't know who got up first, but the moment the night lights went out, a group of children rushed over.

The child who was voted out didn't even utter a scream, his soul was already torn apart, leaving only a tattered red dress and a pair of light red shoes on the ground.

Staring at the dress, Han Fei suddenly noticed something. The number on the back of the dress was also 04.

"The oldest boy's number is ~IndoMTL.com~ This kid's number is also 04?" Han Fei looked at the child next to him: "Your numbers are all 04?"

"Yes, because we are all children in Orphanage No. 04. But we all have our own names, and only the dean's favorite child can be called 04." The child explained to Han Fei: " The dean's favorite child was the boy who was killed by a ghost just now, and he has been helping the dean with his work."

"04 is the number of the white shoes, but all the children here are 04, and they are all full of malice. Could it be that these children are the evil of the white shoes?"

Han Fei has always found it very strange why such a dark, evil and malicious orphanage is called a white orphanage by the system. White should be a very special color here. From the time he entered the orphanage to the Now, don't see any white decorations.

"A dark white orphanage?"

When a person's evil begins to run amok, his goodness must be locked in his heart.

"Let's move on to the next round."

Kid King Han Fei's passive ability was triggered, coupled with his master-level acting skills, those children who had never played "Please close your eyes when it gets dark" were played by him and applauded.

When there were only a few people left, Han Fei got up silently.

After the boy shouted again, please close your eyes when it was dark, he took the little boy and left quietly.

During the game, Han Fei had already figured out the location of the most secret room in the orphanage from the children's mouths, and he didn't plan to stay any longer.

Along the corridor, Han Fei came to the door of the dean's office. The most secret room was in the dean's office.

Gently pushed the door open, there was a white door on the floor of the dean's office, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark and dilapidated office. To be continued