My Iyashikei Game Chapter 641: Happiness is a murderous monster, but I still want to…

"Didn't you see these things when you came here during the day?" More and more players entered the house. Everyone was a little scared when they saw the human head models in the cabinet. The heads were so realistic that they seemed to be real the same.

"I was targeted by ghosts, and I didn't have time to check the room." Li Guoer didn't need to deceive the player.

"Qianye, you lead someone to guard the corridor, others enter the room, don't let any clues go." F's status in the team is higher than Qiangwei, and even the prisoners obey him.

A candle lit up in the corner of the room, and the room where No. 11 once lived was slowly restored.

The room as a whole maintains the decoration style of the end of the last century, plus it has not been taken care of for a long time, it looks messy and shabby, like a patient whose memory is frozen and cannot take care of himself.

Stepping on the scattered pills on the ground, Han Fei slowly moved away from the window, his fear almost engulfed him, and when he stopped by the window, he always felt that he would be pushed down the next moment.

"Why do I think of death as soon as I stand by the window, and even see my own body one step closer?"

Picking up the medicine on the ground, Han Fei wiped the dust off the tablets with his fingertips. He found that these medicines were very similar to those prescribed by Dr. Fu. Strong sacrifice; read sacrifice

"I have the same disease as me on the eleventh? Or does the doctor only prescribe this drug?"

Different from other players who seem to be spinning around without heads, Han Fei has developed a familiar sense of fear since he entered the room. He has not only been here before, but also died here.

Avoiding other players, Han Fei went straight to the bedroom in the deepest part of the house and "opened" the locked door. He saw a bedroom with a light red color as the main color.

The owner of this bedroom appears to be a student, with unfinished exam papers and books littering the desk, and various children's shoes stacked on the floor.

"Your purpose seems to be clear?" F has been in control of the overall situation, and he has seen everyone's reaction. At this time, he approached Han Fei: "Have you been here too?"

Shaking his head, Han Fei entered the bedroom.

At first glance at this room, I don't feel any problem, but the more you look closely, the more strange this room will be.

The children's shoes on the ground are not the same size. There are men's shoes and women's shoes. Obviously, they do not belong to the same person.

The styles of those shoes are also very different, spanning nearly two decades, and the owner seems to have a quirk in collecting shoes, and it seems that they must be shoes worn by others.

Picking up a shoe, Han Fei saw that there were various things stuffed in the shoe, including sharp nails, staples, broken glass, and a lot of pills.

"How do I walk in these shoes?"

"This dark red room seems to be some kind of psychological metaphor, representing the mental state of the owner of the bedroom." F held the black knife in his backhand, and he calmly observed: "There are various notices of missing persons posted in the corridor. , which included a missing person notice that said a five-year-old girl was lost nearby, she was wearing a pair of pink sandals, and the description was similar to the shoes in your hands."

"Are you trying to say...that the owner of the house abducted those children?"

"Accurately speaking, I suspect that the child's adoptive parents have been stealing the child." F looked at the shoes all over the floor: "Shoes represent feet, which can be further extended to mean walking and running away, here they are locked like this. There are too many shoes, and each pair of shoes is still full of glass **** and pills, which obviously means imprisonment and control, what do you think?"

"I think you're right." Han Fei looked at F blankly.

Having a black knife that can hurt monsters, a group of fairly loyal subordinates, a rational and calm mind and unfathomable personal strength, this mysterious F has all the advantages, and he is likely to become the number one A player who has accumulated enough points for 100 points.

Looking at himself, Han Fei sighed softly. He forgot everything, leaving only a bunch of old scripts and an ugly cat.

Walking over those shoes, Han Fei came to the desk. He flipped through the unfinished exam papers and felt a cool air wrap around him.

The owner of the bedroom seems to have a serious mental illness. All his reading comprehension will be interpreted from an extremely dark angle. Although it is a very positive article, he can always read horrible things from the cracks.

Just looking at the reading comprehension questions will make the owner of the house look like a lunatic, but looking at the test papers of other subjects, you will think he is a genius, because there are thick full-mark test papers piled up next to the desk.

"A stupid lunatic is not scary, what is scary is an incomparably sober, genius-like lunatic." F came over, he and Han Fei were very close, which made Han Fei very uncomfortable: "You are Don't you think so too?"

F's eyes seem to be able to see through Han Fei's mask, and Han Fei also feels that F is different from other players, which is an essential difference.

Ignoring F, Han Fei opened the drawer of his desk, and there was a pack of balloons, each of which seemed to have a pattern printed on it.

Take out a balloon, Han Fei tried to blow it up, and then a very scary picture appeared.

The pattern on the balloon is a human head. When Han Fei blows the balloon, the human head slowly grows bigger beside his mouth. The terrified expression and vivid eyes are all perfectly restored.

"What are you doing?" Li Guoer and A Chong walked in, and the prisoners who followed also saw this scene, Han Fei in the dark was blowing a huge human head.

"I found that the owner of the house seemed to love his parents very much. He made models of their heads and made them into balloons." Han Fei looked at the huge balloon in his hand: "You can imagine a picture, The owner of the house locked the door, lying alone on the bed in the bedroom, with the heads of adoptive parents floating on the roof, so that he will no longer feel lonely?"

After listening to Han Fei's words, the eyes of the players except F changed. They couldn't understand it, but it didn't prevent them from being shocked.

"How did you come up with this?" Li Guoer found that he underestimated Han Fei.

"I can see my parents when I look up. I wonder if this counts as a kind of companionship?" Han Fei let go of his hand, the air in the balloon escaped, and the huge head quickly shrank and wrinkled. At that time, a strange sound was also made, as if a person was crying softly.

Han Fei put all the balloons into a bag, and then stuffed them into F, such a terrifying thing, he felt that he couldn't hold back.

Pull open the second drawer, which contains a sharp fruit knife.

In a clean drawer, there is a knife alone. This incident happened in a child's bedroom, which is very thought-provoking.

"In the first drawer is a balloon painted with the faces of the adoptive parents, and in the second drawer is a sharp knife..." Han Fei reached out and opened the third drawer, which contained a ledger.

Taking out the ledger, Han Fei flipped through it.

"On January 4th, I found that I really liked playing with kittens more and more. Ever since my cat died, I've been wanting to get another cat, but never got the chance."

"On February 7th, the neighbor's cat always came to visit. That kitten is very cute and very obedient. I'm going to find a way to buy it."

"On July 7th, I got a lost pet cat. It's strong, not hypocritical, quite obedient, and doesn't bark at home. It has been domesticated. It's sold for 150."

"On August 9th, I caught a stray cat in the park. It looked dirty. After taking a bath, I found that it was in good condition. It's a pity that there seems to be a problem with intelligence. It can be kept and played with. 95 sold."

"September 21st, luckily, I received a British Shorthair cat, which is a popular cat in recent years. It is round, very cute, quiet, docile, and of good quality. It is a rare breed. Kitten. Sold for 1200."

"On November 11, I picked up an older Garfield in the cattery. He is obedient, well-behaved, and knows how to please his owner. The most important thing is that he is also very smart. To be honest, I am reluctant to put It's sold. Price 2500 unsold."

There is a lot of information on the ledger, and it is nothing at first glance, but when Han Fei saw the last information, his eyes slowly narrowed.

"On November 11th, the owner of the ledger received a cat in the cattery, and said he was reluctant to sell it?"

The last adoptive parent on the 11th adopted him on November 11th. From this point of view, the cattery may not refer to the real cattery, but the name of the orphanage.

Going deeper, all the cats in this ledger are not cats, but children!

The thin ledger, in the simplest of words, is filled with disgusting sins.

Unwittingly, Han Fei turned to the last page, and the things that were not stated in the script were added here.

On the back of the ledger, there are several hand-painted drawings by children, accompanied by slanted text.

"The gardener secretly picked the flowers, hid them in his pockets, carried them out of the fence, and threw them into the muddy streets."

"The passing wild dog bit the tender flower stem and carried the flower into the dark alley."

"From now on, the outside world seems to have closed the door. Flowers are planted in the dark room. Some wither in the dark, some take root in the dark, and some become a flower seed."

"The flower seeds shouted the names of father and mother, and were planted in different flower pots and sent to dark room after dark room."

"Finally, one day, the seed that was buried deep in the pot sprouted and people started to feel scared because the flower was completely different from what the adults imagined."

The last text of the ledger is so distorted that it's almost impossible to tell what it means.

"The parents who adopted Eleven in the end were actually human traffickers. They should have been very satisfied with Eleven at first, but when they were about to resell it, there was a problem." Li Guoer also entered the house, Looking at the ledger, she quickly understood the meaning: "It is not a pity for a human trafficker to die."

"I hold the same opinion as you on this point." F took the ledger from Han Fei's hand and kept flipping through it.

"No. 11 has been adopted eleven times. Why is this child abandoned again and again? What exactly does he have?" The trafficker adopted No. 11. This time, No. 11 did not make a living for the trafficker. He also didn't go back to the orphanage. From this point of view, No. 11 seems to be a good "ghost".

As soon as Han Fei had such an idea in his heart, he heard F say: "The adopted child is the main reason for the change here. He took revenge on the traffickers, but he also hurt other people. This ghost is a bit It's both good and evil."

F also has no prejudice against ghosts. He looks at the problem from a relatively fair and objective perspective.

"Is the woman who crawled out the window just now the mother of the child? Since they are human traffickers, why don't they get rid of No. 11 quickly? Do you want to save him?" A Chong was a little puzzled.

"The purpose of giving medicine is not necessarily to save people. The biggest effect of some medicines is not to cure a person, but to make a person obedient." F put away the ledger, and Han Fei put No. 11 in the The knife in the drawer was taken away.

Holding the knife in his hand, Han Fei felt that his body seemed to extend a part, and he seemed to be very good at using the knife.

"Cut, chop, find the right location to dismember, I can't explain why I understand this as a screenwriter..." Han Fei quietly hid the knife and continued the search. He stopped in front of the only wardrobe in the house.

Open the cabinet door, there are various masks, from small to large, each mask has some blood-stained text written on it.

There are only two characters on the smallest mask - Huang Sheng, which seems to be the first name of No. 11, and the smallest mask is also the cleanest.

Huang Sheng's name has been smeared out on the second mask, and there are many, many laughing words written on it, but the mask itself is a crying face.

There is more text on the third mask~IndoMTL.com~ It can be seen that as the mask gets bigger, the mask owner also becomes more and more crazy and abnormal.

"These masks seem to express his experience of being abandoned eleven times, from wanting to live a good life at the very beginning, to becoming a monster in the end." Han Fei's eyes swept over all the masks, and he felt a little bit in his heart. Doubt: "No matter how unlucky a child is, he will not always have bad parents, unless the parents who adopted him are carefully selected by the orphanage."

"Is there such a possibility that the orphanage specially recruited those adults with problems and defects to adopt him, and even put him in the hands of human traffickers?"

The more Han Fei thought about it, the more terrifying it became. When the person in charge of kindness rots and deteriorates, heaven will also become hell.

From the sixth mask onwards, those words are completely abnormal, and the child wearing the mask knows how to disguise.

He will put on a variety of expressions and personalities to please his adoptive parents, but the real him grows into a poisonous weed in a dark flower pot.

The expressions on the mask are all fake. More and more words and colors cover the facial features of the mask, and he loses his face.

Han Fei looked at the last mask, which was a clown mask painted in various colors. Its exaggerated smile could not hide the blue tears at the corners of his eyes.

Looking at the back of the mask, there is a line of black writing there.

"Happiness is a murderous monster, but I still want to get close to it, how about you?"

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