Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1296- Secret Realm reopen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 312: Night Guardian
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 391: Secret of the Underground Garage
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 998: The Might of Blood River
Zhan Yue
Chapter 687- Silver Dragon Queen's rage
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1295- Clone's ambition
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 370 - The Level 60 Area: Consuming Lands
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 672: Heart-to-Heart Talk
After leaving the hall, Gao Ming found Wan Qiu standing dumbly at the entrance of the bubble tea shop. Since the shop was full, the kid stood outside in the rain in his raincoat like a penguin that no one wanted.
“You must have waited long.” Gao Ming bought two cups of bubble tea and gave one to Wan Qiu. Looking at the iced bubble tea, Gao Ming couldn’t help but remember an old friend. He took out his phone. After some hesitation, he called Wen Xuan. Wan Qiu looked at Gao Ming curiously as he sipped on his bubble tea.
After the phone rang, the call was connected. Wen Xuan’s confused voice came through, “Who is this?”
“You haven’t killed the eight main characters, right?”
The call ended.
Gao Ming put away the phone and looked into the rain. Then, he patted Wan Qiu’s shoulder. “Believe it or not. I’ve claimed a special place in her heart.”
Wan Qiu nodded with confusion. The phone in his pocket rang again. Gao Ming took it out immediately. It was Wei Dayou, “Brother, did you run into any trouble?”
“The police sealed up my apartment building. As the only survivor, the investigation centre sought me out.” Wei Dayou sounded tired. “I did what you told me to. They recommended me to the East City Investigation Centre. They said I was a potential agent who survived a Level 2 Anomaly.”
“Have you gotten to the centre?”
“I just finished the interview, and I joined Queens Investigation Centre. But…” Wei Dayou’s voice lowered even more. Gao Ming could barely hear him through the storm. “This place is so strange. The captain is an old man, but he never leaves his office. Everyone follows the order of the vice-captain, Qing Ge. He looks younger than me.”
“Qing Ge!” Gao Ming naturally knew this name. “Don’t underestimate him because of his age. He is very dangerous.”
“It’s too late.” Wei Dayou said sadly, “When I was in the queue, I boasted to him a lot because I thought he was just a normal worker. They are going on a mission tonight. I think they’ll bring me. Can I still escape?”
“You’ve seen all the game designs. You should be able to survive if you know what game this is.”
“I only know that they are going to east city’s temporary housing area. No one tells me what is going to happen.” Wei Dayou sighed helplessly.
“East city’s temporary housing? Is Qing Ge going to meet up with Situ An?” Gao Ming knew Situ An cultivated Qing Ge. Situ An must be involved for Qing Ge to be the vice-captain of Queens Investigation Centre at a young age. “It looks like I have to go there tonight.”
“Are you coming too?” Wei Dayou perked up. “Brother, do you know what tonight’s game is going to be then?”
“It’s not a game but a murder case.” Gao Ming thought back to the details of the dog cellar case. “No matter what, do not enter the dog cellar tonight.”
“Why? Is the cellar haunted?” Wei Dayou was scared.
“It’s scarier than ghosts.” Gao Ming said seriously, “Because I have no idea what kind of nightmare a person with no sight and hearing can come up with.”
The black cellar would have mutated in the shadow world. Gao Ming hadn’t died there before, so he had no clue. Then again, since he hadn’t died there, so it shouldn’t be too dangerous. Gao Ming hung up and called a taxi for Wan Qiu. He had Wan Qiu go home first while he travelled to the temporary housing area.
In the east city, there was an area that hadn’t been developed for decades-- Bo Wan Village.
This village was close to Hen Shan. The place was about to be demolished many years ago, but the demolition stopped due to various reasons. The homeless villagers stayed at the temporary housing. As the refugees gathered, Han Hai Charity decided to build schools and clinics there. In Gao Ming’s memory, there were many stories about Bo Wan Village. The dog cellar case was only one of them.
…
At 10 pm, there were many people at Bo Wan Village’s temporary housing.
Wei Dayou, with the black band, stood at the back of the crowd. The storm was like a beast, tearing through the ramshackle homes. The houses looked like they could topple over at any more. Rain seeped into the houses. Occasionally, the villagers’ shouting and scolding could be heard.
“Stay quiet.” Qing Ge pushed open the door of the charity clinic. He frowned and looked around. The staff appeared to be asleep, and no one came to welcome them as promised.
“It’s okay. I can stay here.” Doctor Lu carried a black umbrella. “Situ An is busy handling the take-over of East City Investigation Centre. I will command the mission tonight. Follow the original plan and get the refugees out first. After feeling it, figure out a way to bring the children’s bodies out of the cellar and to the clinic.”
“How many people need to be fed to it?” Qing Ge was like an emotionless robot.
“Twice the number last time.” Doctor Lu entered the clinic. He was so casual, like human lives were just a number.
Wei Dayou was sweating. Since he had heard such a secret, would he be silenced next?
Remembering Gao Ming’s order, Wei Dayou’s heart panicked even more. He looked around. He had no idea where Gao Ming was. Queens Investigation Centre’s team started to enter Bo Wan Village. After they left, the simple bell inside the clinic for the patients started to ring. Doctor Lu, who was on the clinic stairs, frowned, “Is someone here?”
He came to the second floor. The wind howled. There was someone standing in the dark corridor. The man had his back bent over. His eyes were numb, and his body was dirty. He kept pressing the service bell outside the patient’s room. He didn’t seem to notice Doctor Lu’s arrival. He kept repeating the same action.
“A patient?” Doctor Lu pushed on his glasses as he walked to the patient. “Are you looking for a doctor?”
The young man slowly turned his head around. His dirty hair was stuck to his face. His lips cracked, and his face was pale. “Yes. I’m sick…”
“I’m a doctor. Come with me.” Doctor Lu liked to collect victims. The stranger their illness, the more valuable they were.
After they entered the consultation room, Doctor Lu closed the door. He didn’t open the light. He took the doctor’s seat.
“Doctor, I feel like I’m going insane. Something’s wrong with my brain.” The young man said in pain. He had tears in his eyes.
“Most people will go insane living in this world.” Doctor Lu took out a metallic pen. He removed the cap and stared at the sharp tip. “Tell me. What are your symptoms? Hallucinations? Do you feel like you can’t escape from the pain?”
“No.” The young man shook his head. He didn’t seem like he could control his body. He stabilised after his body knocked the table.
“I’m a doctor. You need to trust me fully. Then, I can help you.” The young man hesitated and finally revealed his biggest secret. “I realised the games I made seemed to become reality.”
“Isn’t that good?” Doctor Lu didn’t care what Gao Ming said, “People are under so much pressure nowadays, but you can get away from all that.”
“But I’m a horror game designer.” The young man shook his head as his expression turned ghastly. “I’ve constructed 126 cases and made more than ten crazy killers. They’ve all become real!”
The death presence thickened. His heart bled.
“Is the shadow spreading?” Doctor Lu’s smile disappeared. “You are not a villager here.”
The young man raised his face. Eight arms reached out of his back!
“You’ve killed me so many times. Don’t you find me familiar?”
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