My Iyashikei Game Chapter 617: The program is gone
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There are black windows painted on the red walls, and blood drops slide down the window frame. The child in hospital gown is standing outside the window, with one hand on the glass.
Han Fei was standing in front of the window. He looked at the boy outside the window. He never thought that he could see the dead child in this way.
"Is it his soul in the window? Or a wisp of his consciousness?"
Approaching slowly, Han Fei didn't know why, as if he had seen boy No. 4 before. Lifting his palm involuntarily, he put his hand on the window glass as well.
Through a window painted on the wall, Han Fei and boy number four stood facing each other.
The palm of the boy outside the window was close to Han Fei, and he raised his head, as if he was comparing Han Fei with someone in his memory.
As memory and reality overlap, boy No. 4 shook his head
"Even if it is to cure the personality, it is impossible to cure such a monster. One of my biggest shortcomings is that I always like to have unrealistic fantasies. A monster is a monster. Putting on human skin, it is still a monster .”
The boy stared at the window blankly, not knowing whether he was looking at Han Fei or the world inside the window.
"Whether you believe it or not, I have to tell you that I am the only one who survived the **** night. I don't remember anything after that. Can you help me recall it?"
When Han Fei said the words Bloody Night, **** cracks began to appear on the boy who was standing outside the window, like countless knife wounds.
He raised his head, which was looking elsewhere, and stared at Han Fei's face in the window again.
"Are you really him? Can you return to normal under such crazy stimulation? Is healing personality really a perfect personality? Impossible! There is no perfect personality in the world!" The body of the fourth boy is slowly swelling He seemed to have grown from a few years old to a teenager in an instant, and his condition became worse and worse. The wounds on his body gradually connected together, as if wearing a red thread woven dress.
"Tell me what you know! About the plastic surgery hospital, those children with numbers, and brothers Fu Sheng and Fu Tian!" The alarm sounded outside the building, Han Fei pressed his palm on the window, and his tone became hurried , he wanted to know the truth too much.
"Fu Sheng, Fu Tian..." No. 4, whose body was changing rapidly, opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and the expression on his face was extremely painful, as if these two names represented the most unforgivable despair: "He made me like this!"
Groups of shadows emerged from under No. 4's skin, and his body was getting bigger and bigger, beyond the scope of a human being, without the most basic human form.
"Is it him? Isn't it them? Are you talking about Fu Sheng or Fu Tian?" Han Fei was keenly aware of a detail: "Have you also forgotten everything related to Fu Sheng? Did I Is the only living person in the world who remembers Fu Sun's existence?"
"Don't go to Paradise! Paradise is the biggest conspiracy, and the reward after clearing all games is - he will be resurrected on your body!"
No. 4's whole body collapsed and turned into a monster dominated by the desire to destroy. He crazily crashed into the closed window and lost all his humanity.
The "red paint" flowing from the wound on the painter's arm slipped to the ground. When the painter hit the window of the oil painting on the 4th, his back was facing the oil painting and blocked the window.
Then a strange scene happened. The oil painting on the window began to melt, as if slowly getting into the painter's back.
The silent painter kept staring at Han Fei as he merged with the window painting.
Now is a very critical moment for him. If Han Fei interferes, it may have very serious consequences for him.
A full ten seconds passed, Han Fei was still standing by the side, with no intention of making a move, and the painter also completed the final step of the fusion.
A number four screamed from the number "4" wound on his arm, and the clothes on his back were completely torn apart, revealing a window painted on his back. crazy monster.
Every time the monster struggles, the painter's soul will be shattered, but he will repair it soon, it feels like he treats his body as a painting, and whenever there is a defect in the picture, it will be repaired in time Make it up with everything you have.
"There are still some things he hasn't told me! Why is the ultimate reward of Paradise someone else being reborn on my body? Is the reborn person Fu Sheng? Or the deceased chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, Fu Tian?"
Han Fei had done Fu Sheng's shrine succession task, and he knew that both Fu Sheng and Fu Tian were extremely rare geniuses. To some extent, his younger brother Fu Tian was no worse than his elder brother Fu Sheng.
The painter took a deep look at Han Fei. His eyes were sunken, and he walked out of the house without saying anything to Han Fei.
The walls he passed began to fade, and all the paintings returned to normal, becoming lifeless, dilapidated and incomplete.
The siren outside was getting closer and closer, and by the time Han Fei chased him out of the room, the painter had disappeared.
"Number Four, a self-destructive personality, a failure, died on his eighteenth birthday, how much does this guy know?"
The sound of the siren is getting closer and closer, and occasionally there will be a few strong lights penetrating the darkness and shining down.
"Did the crew come in?" Han Fei looked around, and then walked towards Li Huang who was curled up in the corner. He squatted in front of Li Huang and looked into Li Huang's eyes: "Can you still get up? Help me Follow Arlene, I will recite Wu Li."
"Han, Han Fei, what were those just now?"
"You must be hallucinating, I saw you yelling at me as soon as I came in."
"Impossible, impossible!" Li Huang shook her head again and again, she grabbed the wall, nails on the oil paintings on the wall: "These paintings are alive! I saw those children walk out of the oil paintings with my own eyes."
"This is the latest visual deception technology, you are just too nervous, I suggest you go back tonight to relax and play some more casual games." Han Fei spoke at a leisurely pace, with a A special melody: "Have you played "Perfect Life"?"
Li Huang's state slowly recovered, she nodded: "I play occasionally, I am a purely casual player."
"I'm also a casual player, can you tell me your game ID and your birthday, we can play together tonight." Han Fei got up and stretched out his hand to Lihuang.
It's normal to ask the game ID, but asking the game ID and birthday at the same time, it feels normal with a hint of other flavors.
Li Huang froze for a moment, a little embarrassed, but told Han Fei all the information directly, after all, Han Fei had saved her life just now.
Picked up Li Huang, Han Fei put Wu Li behind his back, took out the security phone to light up, and walked all the way up.
After he came to the second basement floor, the live broadcast room returned to normal, and all of them were captured by the camera again.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw Han Fei covered in blood and rescued the other actors, the live broadcast room was as lively as Chinese New Year.
In stark contrast to Han Fei's side, there were two live broadcast rooms targeting Baicha and Xiao Chen.
Idol actor Xiao Chen was crushed under a cabinet on the second floor, foaming at the mouth, unconscious.
Baicha abandoned everyone and hid alone in the toilet on the second basement floor. His face was pale, and he piled up all kinds of things behind the door.
In the beginning, everyone looked down on Baicha's behavior of abandoning his teammates and escaping alone. According to the barrage, he was able to escape because he treated his teammates as victims, letting them attract the monster's attention, and then escaped alone.
Many barrages scolded him, but there were also fans of Baicha retorting. When people are in danger, they will inevitably make some radical moves.
But after Han Fei rescued him, the fans' objections almost disappeared.
People are the same, their hearts are made of flesh, and their blood is warm; but people are also different. Some people are still willing to stand up when facing danger.
What Han Fei did was not to encourage everyone to act bravely, but to think from the most basic point of view. If the audience themselves were chased by a murderer, would they prefer someone like Han Fei as a teammate, or someone like Bai Cha? teammate?
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached its peak, and Han Fei's own popularity and popularity have also increased again. He is stepping towards the ranks of second-tier actors.
Bai Cha and Han Fei were rivals in the past, but after this night's live broadcast, no one will think that Bai Cha and Han Fei will be compared again in the future.
The staff has intervened, and now Baicha and Han Fei's live broadcast room is completely different. It's ridiculous that Baicha still doesn't know it's a live broadcast, and still thinks it's a filming.
He was working very hard to block the toilet and mop behind the door, with tears on his face, and all kinds of ugly words in his mouth.
At this time, Baicha's live broadcast was more like whipping himself to death repeatedly. When the rescuers passed by, he would probably faint to death after knowing the truth.
The bright flashlight penetrated the darkness, and when Han Fei and the staff met, all live broadcasts were interrupted.
The show was only halfway through filming, and the live broadcast room was gone. Tang Yi broke another record.
The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and the flashlight shone on Han Fei. The medical staff rushed directly with various portable medical equipment, and began to check the bodies of several actors on the spot.
Some staff went to other places in the building to rescue Bai Cha and Xiao Chen.
Han Fei, covered in "red paint", looked the most seriously injured, but in fact he was not injured at all. His physical fitness surprised even the doctors.
"Han Fei! Are you okay!" Tang Yi and Director Jia Jia ran from the entrance. They behaved completely differently from the first time they met Han Fei. What kind of national protected animals are the same.
"I'm fine, you should take care of the others." Han Fei was thinking about what No. 4 said, but Tang Yi grabbed Han Fei's hand.
"Han Fei, can you take a step to talk?" Tang Yi's hands were cold, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his heart was beating very fast. He was always known for his boldness, but this time he was really scared.
Without waiting for Han Fei to reply, Tang Yi quietly dragged Han Fei behind the crowd. He also held Han Fei's hand with his other hand, and there was a note with numbers hidden in his palm: "This It's the account password, I've already prepared the money for you, you must never tell what happened on the show this time!"
"Can't you say it?"
"No matter who asks, you just insist that everything is a script!" Tang Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Brother, I played too hard this time, and I was almost banned when the live broadcast was halfway through. , but there are two forces that I can't afford to offend. One party wants to stop the live broadcast immediately, but the other party uses various relationships to block it, it seems that they want more people to see the scenes in the plastic surgery hospital."
"This plastic surgery hospital was once built by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. The one who wanted to stop the live broadcast should be Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Who would be the other party? Deep Space Technology and Yongsheng Pharmaceutical jointly developed "Perfect Life". If your allies do it, who else would dare to fight against a behemoth like Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?" Han Fei looked at Tang Yi, but Tang Yi shook his head repeatedly.
"I dare not say, so don't ask." Tang Yi held onto Han Fei's hand and did not let go: "Brother ~IndoMTL.com~ I will definitely repay you after I get through this disaster! Without your help this time, maybe something big will happen!"
"You mean the short security guard got out of control and wanted to kill Bai Cha during the live broadcast?"
"This is just one of them, so don't ask other questions." Tang Yi's voice was trembling, and it could be seen that he was really frightened this time.
But as an old fritter, Tang Yi only dared to show his panic in front of Han Fei, and he would regain that confident demeanor in front of the staff and reporters, as if everything was really a script.
"This Tang Yi seems to know some inside information. When I'm free, I want to ask him if he plays "Perfect Life"?" Han Fei was the first to walk out of the plastic surgery hospital, and several police cars were parked outside the building. Xinhu police attaches great importance to his safety, and it is completely the feeling of caring for key suspects.
Accompanied by a policeman, Han Fei washed off the "red paint", changed his clothes, and got back his mobile phone.
"It's just after nine o'clock." Han Fei turned his head and glanced at the plastic surgery hospital shrouded in darkness. He had obtained a very important clue today, and he couldn't wait to enter the deep world.
"The show is gone, no one will notice if I leave work early, right?"
(end of this chapter)