Thriller Hunting Program

The person holding the pen should have been extremely weak and on the verge of collapse when he wrote those few lines.

I don't know what kind of mood he was in, holding on to the last shred of will, he kept repeating that sentence, stubborn and desperate.

You must remember her.

But what about later? Is it still forgotten?

There was no sign of dull pain in the heart, Qin Ce instinctively protected his chest, but his eyes always stayed on the notebook in the mirror.

With a "click", the pen fell on the table.

What followed was a mouthful of blood, which splattered the snow-white pages and covered all the handwriting.

The mirror suddenly darkened.

He stood there in a daze for a long time, only to feel that his heart was hurting more and more, and it almost made it difficult to breathe.

He originally wanted to keep walking forward, but he stumbled suddenly just after taking a step.

This is fantasy. he told himself.

It's all illusory, not real, it's just the system playing tricks on people.

If he was trapped here and took the illusion for real, that would be the biggest joke.

However, at that moment, a familiar female voice sounded from the mirror behind him, calling him softly with a smile.

"Ace."

"..."

He turned abruptly.

In the next second, the sharp blade protruding from the mirror surface accurately penetrated his body.

The white blade came out red, and the blood flowed all over the floor.

The damage the player receives in the illusion will not be reflected in reality.

But if you give up resistance in the illusion and completely lose consciousness, it also means the death of reality.

This is what the system rules call "death inside the door".

Qin Ce knelt down on his knees, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He put his hands on the ground, panted for a while, and finally stood up with gritted teeth.

He pulled out the stick around his waist and smashed the black mirror with his backhand.

But one mirror was shattered, and there were countless mirrors blocking the place.

The position of the mirror began to move slowly, and the space that could accommodate him became narrower and narrower. The manzhushahua on the frame, the flower branches stretched like vines, and wrapped around his wrists and ankles from all directions.

He was unavoidable, completely imprisoned in the center.

At the same time, all the mirrors lit up in an instant, and the image of him in uniform was clear and blurred in the mirrors until it disappeared.

There was a buzzing sound in my mind, and many fragmentary pictures that had appeared countless times in nightmares turned into cold fog and bitter rain, untouchable.

His previous injury was already very serious, and in an extremely poor state, the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it would be.

The flower branches are getting tighter and tighter, and the thorns of each branch are deeply pierced into his blood vessels.

Painful erosion, like falling into an ice cave.

He closed his eyes forcefully, and vaguely heard the crisp sound of the mirror cracking in the distance.

...is it an illusion?

"Ace."

The female voice was still calling softly, blended with light laughter, like the wind that could not be held back.

The mirror in front was suddenly bright as day, and a slender and tall woman's back flashed by.

With his slender fingers folded, Qin Ce stared at the mirror and was dazed for a while.

He heard her smile fade away, and his tone suddenly turned cold, with a bit of gnashing hatred.

"I didn't expect it," she said.

"I didn't expect that we would come this far."

"It's good, I've had enough of my life anyway, it's better to fulfill your loyalty and responsibility."

"It's just a pity, Ace, we don't have a lifetime."

It was the helplessness and pain in the depths of the soul.

Qin Ce's eyes reddened uncontrollably. He raised his head to look at the void and gloomy sky, the blood before his eyes deepened, and the light and shadow went out.

Who can give him an answer?

He knew that at this moment, the sharp blade in the square mirror had been aimed at him again.

so what?

For him, life and death are the same, living is nothing more than continuing to work for the Time and Space Inspection Bureau, carrying hatred and infamy, and it will never end.

If you can ask for death and completely cut off the nightmare, it will be a kind of relief.

He laughed to himself and closed his eyes calmly.

The blade came in an instant.

...

But the expected pain did not come as expected.

The hurricane swept across, and several nearby black mirrors were violently destroyed and shattered one by one.

"Qin Ce!"

Someone jumped in front of him and hugged him.

And the sharp blade that came from behind was piercing the opponent's back.

Qin Ce lowered his eyes, just looking at Ling Chengmu, his eyes that had lost their luster suddenly became shocked and confused.

Although he has been the chief of the bureau for many years, there are very few moments that can make him feel like this.

He said in a trembling voice: "...how did you come in?"

"How did I get in here? How the **** did I know you were here!" Ling Chengmu was protecting him with one hand, while the other hand grabbed the blade protruding from her front. The blood stained her light-colored top, and it hurt. Her face turned pale, "I just entered a door and saw you...Is the system crazy? Even you are going to be killed?!"

"Killing one more person and killing one less person makes no difference to the system."

"But there's a difference to me!" Ling Chengmu said angrily, "Cheer up! I'm here, if you can't get out, I'll have to die here, understand?"

She shoved him forward sharply, then reversed the blade of the blind stick, and with a clear swipe, she cut off all the sharp flower branches that imprisoned him.

The two fell to the ground together.

Blood flowed along the icy ground, not knowing whose blood it was.

The dim light and fog on all sides seemed to outline another world. Qin Ce lowered his head, and Ling Chengmu's appearance was clearly reflected in his eyes.

He heard her talking.

"Qin Ce, this is not your style. I don't care what you see, in short, don't believe it, it's all fake."

"Don't you want to see me blow up the Time and Space Inspectorate? I'll do it later, but only if we're both alive, right?"

"And I don't really miss in front of you. You'd better cheer up quickly. I... I may not be able to hold on for too long..."

The knife that was blocked for him just now hit the heart, even if the illusion will be a little slower than the reality, she can only help him here.

His level was really difficult. Even though she didn't know what he was going through, she miraculously felt his grief at this moment.

She and he can't rely on anyone, only trust each other.

Her voice was getting quieter, but the light in her eyes was still clear and sharp, and she looked at him for a moment.

She grabbed the corner of his shirt as if waiting for his answer.

A cluster of flames ignited in my heart, silently, illuminating this lonely wilderness.

Qin Ce's eyes were swift and soft, he held her wrist with his backhand, and agreed in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take you out."

With this sentence, the entire space suddenly flourished, the mirror cracks intertwined, and the closely surrounding formations were neatly separated to both sides, finally revealing the road leading to the distance.

He leaned over and hugged her horizontally.

The first floor, tongue-pulling hell.

Wu Shijiu walked cautiously on the narrow stone platform.

Under his feet is the hot magma with corpses floating up and down, surrounded by fiendish little ghosts holding bone tongs, this is a deadly single-plank bridge.

She trembled in her knees, almost clenching a good tooth.

She knew that as long as she screamed, these little devils would immediately pull out their tongues.

And if she took a wrong step, she would fall into the magma and burn to death.

She also knows something about the truth of the illusion, don't lose consciousness in the illusory space, otherwise the real self will never wake up again.

But who can really control the fear of such a thing?

Fuck, can't cry, can't cry.

She warned herself viciously that if she cried, she lost, and even if she died, she couldn't admit defeat to this dog system.

She can do the things that Sister Orange and Sister Ayako can do.

Then she suddenly heard a very familiar male voice, far from the other end of the stone platform, calling out to her full of anger.

"Is it a... little girl?"

The savior has arrived.

She was instantly refreshed: "Brother Chang? I'm here, Brother Chang!!!"

Chang Su confirmed her position and strode straight towards Meteor, even pushing the kid who was in the way.

He stood in front of her and was relieved to find that she was safe and sound.

"It's... pretty good."

He habitually carried her on his shoulders with one hand and walked steadily towards the way he came.

Wu Shijiu put his arms around his neck, and finally let go of his hanging heart. Only then did he notice that he was covered in small wounds, blood was still leaking out, and he couldn't help crying.

"Brother Chang, is your door cleared?"

"Close."

"What the **** is that?"

"Knife Mountain Hell."

She shuddered: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's an illusion anyway... an illusion." Chang Su said, "Remember, it's all fake. People need... to have a strong willpower. Once you get through it... you'll win."

She smiled with tears in her eyes: "I see, thank you Brother Chang."

"You're still a guest with me...you're welcome."

"Brother Chang, to be honest, sometimes you look worried, just like my father-although I don't have a father either."

"Then I'm too...too cheap..."

The figures of the two finally crossed the raging magma and disappeared at the end of the stone platform.

Wu Shijiu seemed to have slept for a long time. When she woke up, she found that she was still lying in the vampire's villa.

And Xu Xiao was sitting not far away, holding a glass of cold milk with a sad face, and he didn't seem to drink a single sip.

"...Brother Xu?"

Xu Xiao turned around immediately, his eyes lit up: "Are you awake? Are you alright?"

"It's okay, you woke up really early. Is your door easy?"

"I didn't come in."

"what?"

Xu Xiao scratched his head and looked confused: "I didn't enter the door, and the system directly prompted me that 'the player cannot judge, it is regarded as a clearance', so I have been sitting here."

"...Damn! In other words, from the perspective of the system, you are not guilty at all and should not go to hell? Brother Xu, are you the real Holy Father?!"

"Will the Holy Father still be punished into the jungle system?" Xu Xiao was speechless, "I guess there is a bug in the system."

Wu Shijiu thought this was bizarre, but her doubts did not last long, and soon turned to other aspects.

She pounced on Chang Su, who was the closest, and slapped Chang Su's face with her bows left and right.

"Brother Chang! Brother Chang wake up!"

Chang Su opened his eyes: "Wake up... wake up, stop beating, it hurts."

Immediately afterwards, Guanyue Ayako also woke up, covering her face and leaning on the sofa for a long time.

"Ah, I'm still alive."

Wu Shijiu hurried over to offer his love: "Sister Lingzi, are you alright? Which door did you enter?"

"Die to hell, a lot of ghosts said that I was infected with evil, and they wouldn't even let me use the buff."

"Fuck this dog is better than the system... Then how did you come out?"

Guanyue Lingzi was originally aggrieved, but when she heard the words, she was silent for a while, and then she couldn't help but smile slightly, but she had the arrogance of being an expert.

"It's not difficult. I'm used to seeing those ghosts. They're just illusions. As long as I'm not afraid, they won't kill me."

"Oh, sister, you are so handsome."

"How do you say something?" Guanyue Ayako recalled earnestly, "Oh, art... There is a specialization in art."

"well said!"

"By the way, is the captain awake? I feel... her door will be more difficult."

The subtext is: Ling Chengmu looks like a person who will be convicted of a serious crime by the system.

Wu Shijiu turned his head sharply: "Sister Orange? Eh... Why is Executive Qin sleeping? He also entered the door?!"

Xu Xiao shook his head, indicating that he could not answer this question.

"Executive Qin, like you, didn't wake up from beginning to end."

"..."

Unexpectedly, Qin Ce opened his eyes before he finished speaking.

Chang Su, who was the closest, was pleasantly surprised: "Qin...Executive Qin, are you awake? What...what's going on?"

Qin Ce didn't bother to answer, and didn't have time to explain anything. He grabbed his wound and stood up abruptly, and walked quickly to Ling Chengmu, who was not far away.

Ling Chengmu was well placed by Xu Xiao, covered with a coat and a blanket under him.

She was quiet and closed her eyes, her usual sharpness was fully restrained, and there was even a hint of gentleness and tranquility on her profile.

"...Ling Chengmu?"

He leaned down, pursed his thin lips tightly, and felt a little hesitant to feel the pulse on the side of her neck.

Her body temperature was getting colder, and her pulse was very weak, as if it would stop in the next moment.

She still didn't wake up.

Xu Xiao sensed something was wrong, and asked anxiously, "What happened to Cheng Cheng? With her strength, she shouldn't be able to pass the test."

"She was there to save me."

When he said this, Qin Ce's tone was obviously unsteady. He clenched Ling Chengmu's hand tightly, only to feel a severe pain in his heart, and almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

He was not sure whether Ling Chengmu was still alive when he left the **** of the mirror.

What if it was a step too late after all?

Then she died for him.

She could have retreated completely, but was buried in the most absurd and unworthy place.

The other four people gathered around, all with expressions of extreme panic, especially Xu Xiao, if it wasn't for Chang Su's help, he could hardly even stand.

Wu Shijiu began to rage frantically, and he was about to cry.

result……

The first second was as peaceful as Ling Chengmu who was driving a crane to the west, but the next second he sat up slowly like sleepwalking, and sighed deeply.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and when she was conscious, she looked around in wonder.

"What are you doing, condolences?"

Everyone: "...?"

She glanced at Qin Ce next to her again, her eyes moved down, her expression was slightly stagnant, and she suddenly withdrew her hand.

"Damn, just for you, I almost died in it!"

"..."