Strange game designer

Chapter 37: How can the evil deception be so terrible?
"Once an abnormal event reaches Level 4, the risk of loss of control will greatly increase. We must kill it before it grows."

Time was urgent, so Gao Ming planned to go to Surabaya Street during the day to learn about the specific situation.

"17, Wan Qiu, you two are going to a place with me." Gao Ming picked up the backpack filled with photos and said, "Miaomiao, you stay in the office and call me if anything happens."

"I'll go with you." Zhu Miaomiao also stood up: "I won't hold you back."

"It's not a matter of whether to delay or not." Gao Ming walked towards Zhu Miaomiao, the distance between the two of them was only half a step: "It's a matter of trust. Can I completely trust you? If my order conflicts with the order of the Investigation Bureau, what will you do? Who do you listen to?"

Zhu Miaomiao did not expect Gao Ming to ask such a question. As a firefighter, obedience is a bounden duty, and rules and regulations are standards.

"Before you think about it..."

"You saved me, I will listen to you." Zhu Miaomiao said firmly with a serious expression.

"Bring your ax and come along."

All members of the group gathered at the back door of the investigation bureau, and no one from other investigation teams intervened.Everyone in the Investigation Bureau knew about the situation of the investigation team. Some people gloated, some felt sympathy, and some people thought of themselves and couldn't help but sigh. Ever since the abnormal event appeared in Hanhai, the Investigation Bureau has been passive. Everyone is too eager for a victory. , they need hope, even a little bit.

As the vehicle drove to the East District, Yan Hua and Wan Qiu sat in the back seat and finished reading the information in the black ring, roughly understanding the abnormal events.

Yan Hua looks ferocious and intimidating, but he is very patient with Wan Qiu, who also had a tragic childhood. His strength is never reflected through the weak.

I took out my phone and directly entered a number without opening the address book.

The busy signal rang twice before it was answered, and a woman's gentle voice came from the phone: "Do you need me to come over?"

Before Gao Ming even spoke, Xuan Wen seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say.

"Surabaya Street, East District, we want to do a big job tonight, so come here in advance to check out the location."

"Didn't you join the investigation bureau? Why do you talk like a gangster?" Xuan Wen seemed to be still working, and the keyboard on her phone kept clicking.

"Someone is feeding Guitan and helping Guitan grow rapidly. If it is not stopped, it may get out of control." Gao Ming was in the car of the Investigation Bureau. It was not convenient to go into details: "See you in two hours. We can have a good meal tonight. .”

"Okay, but I still have a question to ask you." Xuan Wen's keyboard sound suddenly stopped, and her voice became even more pleasant.

"what is the problem?"

"Why did you make a video call to Wei Dayou and only make a voice call to me? Is it because I'm not as good-looking as him? Or you don't want to see me? Do you think we have a cooperative relationship?"

"..." Gao Ming covered his phone and looked around. Zhu Miaomiao was driving seriously, and Yan Hua and Wan Qiu were reading the information on the black ring. They all seemed to be doing other things, but their bodies were all facing Gao Ming. Slightly tilted: "We still need to slowly get to know each other."

"My hands and feet were tied, and you drank two cups of milk tea next to me. Is this the attitude you want to understand?"

"Meet and chat." Gao Ming hung up the phone and looked out the car window.

At the same time, in the Night Light office, Xuan Wen looked at the screen of her mobile phone and gently took off her headphones, with a faint smile on her face.

She wants to get rid of all the constraints, become a living person, and then enjoy everything as a human being, including freedom, dignity and true love.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, Meiling Wonton Noodle House on Surabaya Street.Gao Ming and the others finally found a parking place and planned to come here to eat first, but as soon as they got out of the car, they were stopped by a dirty old man.

"I saw it! You're all going to die! Tonight! Just tonight!"

The old man shouted exaggeratedly. He was wearing a ragged coat and two different pairs of shoes. Because he was missing a front tooth, his speech was still a bit leaky.

"What did you see?" Gao Ming stopped. They were indeed going to do something very dangerous tonight.

"You! You! And you! You will all suffer disaster tonight! If you want to survive, you can only stick this talisman on the bedside!" The old man opened his shabby coat and took out a handful of worn talismans. The talismans looked like It seems to be quite old.

"Can you let me inspect the goods?" Gao Ming asked the old man to come to the car. He showed all the talismans to Wan Qiu, but Wan Qiu didn't react at all.

"How's it going? Do you want to buy some?" The old man's tone was weird and he looked a little crazy.

"No need." Gao Ming picked up the fire ax and said, "I believe this."

The old man was startled, turned around and ran back.

"Why do you always use my ax to scare people?" Zhu Miaomiao stuffed the fire ax under the seat: "Don't you have your own weapon?"

Several people entered Meiling Wonton Noodle House. Before they could order, the waiter sprinkled a handful of salt on their shoes.

After she finished speaking, she quickly bowed and apologized. Her attitude was too good to be true, which made Gao Ming a little confused: "Why are you throwing salt at us?"

"That crazy old man you met just after getting off the bus, he's not clean!" The waiter looked to be in his 40s and was very kind.

"If it's not clean, I need to sprinkle alcohol on it. Is it helpful to sprinkle salt on it?"

"It's not that unclean!" The waiter asked a few people to sit down before speaking: "The old man's surname is Wu. No one knows his name. Everyone calls him Uncle Wu. He lives on the most haunted floor of the Surabaya Street Apartment. .”

The waiter said mysteriously: "Have you noticed that he is always wearing a thick coat? He also has a lot of talismans hidden on him?"

"It's really strange to wear a thick coat in this weather." Gao Ming opened the menu.

"There are many haunted houses in the Surabaya Street apartment. In order to settle down in the town house, the new residents will ask some talismans to be posted in the corridors. The talismans hidden in Uncle Wu were all torn off by him from the haunted houses. He always goes in and out of such places, so Only then would he feel very cold. Otherwise, why would he be wearing thick clothes all the time? We all suspected that there was a ghost on him!" the waiter described vividly.

"It's very wicked of this old man to tear up other people's house-holding talismans." Gao Ming poured a cup of tea and began to order.

"Sishui Street Apartment is a famous ghost building in the East District. Tragedies occur every year and the number of haunted houses continues to increase. However, there seems to be some special magic in this place that attracts people to come here." Zhu Miaomiao was worried that Wan Qiu had just touched the talisman paper. He took out a tissue and wiped Wan Qiu's hands.

"The so-called magic is the cheapest rent in the entire East District. How can evil spirits be poor and scary!" A middle-aged woman with a child at the next table interjected: "I also live in an apartment on Surabaya Street, so I'm used to it. Just like that, hauntings are just spread on the Internet.”

"You live in that apartment?"

"Yes, I still live in a haunted house? So what? Aren't my children running around in the house as usual, and they are not sick or in trouble." The middle-aged woman dipped her chopsticks in water and gave them a hand on the table. I did some calculations: "The furniture in the haunted house is complete, and the original owner doesn't want it. This can save the first money; compared with other houses on the same floor, the haunted house is tens of thousands cheaper; and living in the haunted house, there are some bad neighbors." I will be afraid of you, no need to look at anyone’s face.”

"Aren't you scared?" Zhu Miaomiao didn't mean to disrespect the other party, she was just out of curiosity.

"Afraid?" The middle-aged woman looked dismissively: "I'm not even afraid of death. What am I afraid of?"

(End of this chapter)