Horror Game Designer Chapter 31: Gao Ming's New Job

“The headquarters take this seriously. Everyone involved is selected through layers of tests. Even if you have the ability, they will not allow it.” Bai Qiao took up the documents on the table. “Someone needs to guard Min Long Street and Li Jing Street too. Your job is no less important than ours.”

After that, Bai Xiao started to discuss the mission that night with the other three agents. Every step had to be calculated. Gao Ming didn’t join their conversation. He found the things he needed in Qin Tian’s computer.

The investigation centre had people who specialised in internal info. Gao Ming called the person responsible. He wanted to use the centre’s influence to search for the people he needed. Gao Ming keyed in the info of the criminals he designed into his phone. The most dangerous killers had been silenced. Others could be negotiated with. Since he was the designer, Gao Ming was familiar with their weaknesses. Only he was brave enough to deal with this dangerous group of people.

“The best thriller normally won’t have any supernatural presence. However, I’m not a mainstream game designer. Some cases are not perfect, and some of the criminals have superhuman abilities. These abilities might be mutated by the shadow world, just like how it was with Xuan Wen.”

Half an hour later, the centre sent a message to Gao Ming. The first ‘criminal’ was found. This criminal was very hard to miss. He was very burly and large. It was impossible for him to hide from the cameras all over the city.

“An underground fight club?”

The centre was so effective that Gao Ming was shocked. He grabbed the raincoat and left.

“Where are you going? Let me come with you!” Zhu Suisui stood up and hurried to grab her axe.

“It’s already. You can stay here.”

“Captain Chen told me to stay with you.” Zhu Suisui left her axe and hurried to chase after Gao Ming. “Is there a new mission?”

“Just going out to meet a friend.” Gao Ming didn’t reject her. He and Zhu Suisui got into a car provided by the centre and headed to the east city. For a long time, you could do anything you wanted at Han Hai. This was the world’s free port. It had the most impressive art and the most depraved performance.

The car drove into Queens 11th Street. Gao Ming calculated the time and stopped beside a Chinese restaurant.

“Based on the centre’s info, the target will come here to have lunch punctually every day,” Gao Ming lowered his cap. He waved at Zhu Suisui inside the car to get her to calm down. The rain dwindled. Gao Ming looked at the puddle that reflected the city.

Heavy boots stepped on the puddle. Water splashed everywhere.

At the corner, a man about 2 metres tall walked towards the restaurant in a custom-made suit. The man was incredibly muscular. His exposed skin was covered with ghastly ghost-themed tattoos.

“He looks exactly like how I imagined Yan Hua would look like.” Gao Ming stared at the man and smiled. Even from this distance, he would feel the pressure. The man didn’t pay notice to Gao Ming. He pushed the door open. The customers inside the restaurant automatically made way for him.

“Like usual.” The man’s vocal chord was damaged. His voice was raspy and low. He sat down. His muscles were so tense that his suit looked like it was about to burst. The atmosphere in the restaurant tensed. The other customers ate faster so they could leave as soon as possible.

“Boss, two noddles, take-away.” Gao Ming shouted at the counter and then sat down at the empty table across from the man.

Gao Ming poured himself two glasses of warm water. “I heard that you recently got into underground boxing. And won all 13 matches? But why didn’t you register with your real name?”

The man frowned. His skin tightened. The tattoo of a ghost face on his cheeks appeared to yawn.

“I knew a boxer like you. You look just like him. He had a hard life since he was young.

“His mother was ill. After her husband died, she had to remarry for the sake of her one son and one daughter. His adopted father was a violent, perverted gambler. His favourite thing was to maintain his poor dignity before his ill wife and young adopted children.

“He needed to reclaim the dignity he lost outside back home. He used violence and methods worse than violence to achieve that.”

The table shook. The other customers left until only Gao Ming was left. The main course hadn’t been served yet, so Gao Ming naturally wouldn’t leave so soon.

“The gambler didn’t deserve to be a father. After his wife died, he treated the two kids even worse. He got the daughter to do all the housework and would hit her whenever he felt like it.

“But the youngest son got it worse.” Gao Ming slowed down his words. “The youngest son was an angel. However, his life was ruined by his adopted father. He started to wet his bed out of fear, and even now, he suffers from bedwetting.”

The gaze of the man across from him changed. The sad memories tore down his disguise.

Gao Ming saw everything. He picked up the glass and swirled it around. “Whenever the son wet his bed, the father would fly into a rage. He smothered the boy’s face with the wet blanket. He then pressed his head down the toilet, telling him that even dogs knew where to defecate.”

“Are you done?” The man’s breathing became fast. His eyes were bloodshot. The painful memories in his heart were triggered. The nightmare returned. Yan Yue would become a crazed killer in the future, but he hadn’t fully bloomed yet.

“Because of this, he started to fear sleep. He forced his eyes to stay open through many nights, and slowly, he became an abnormal child.” Gao Ming spoke faster. “The more helpless he fought back, the greater the violence. He knew violence begets violence, but he kept mutating in the dark.”

The man’s arms bulged. He slowly stood up. His suit burst open.

“The adopted father didn’t see him as a human. He even gave him a feminine name, Yan Hua.”

“Shut up!” The man aimed his punch at Gao Ming.

“Then, he grew up. He started to train like crazy. But the fear never left his heart. His bedwetting became more serious.”

“I told you to shut up!” The man’s knuckles cracked like crazy.

“The kid hated his body and tortured it with insane training. But no one knew that he only wanted to do one thing.”

Gao Ming said the last sentence as the heavy punch fell. “He wanted to kill his adopted father.”

The punch stopped before his eyes. Gao Ming’s voice cut through the man’s heart like a knife. The secret from 20 years ago was exposed. It was like he was suddenly naked.