Welcome to the Nightmare Games Book 2

The basement where this group of fanatics gathered was at the deepest part of the room, and an old wooden door was pushed open. On the front, there was a strong and acrid **** smell, and the smell of roasted meat. Disparate odors mixed together, causing a cramp in the stomach.

Ning Zhou took them down, and the original stairs broke during the earthquake and fighting just now. They jumped down, blood and water splashed on their trousers, and it was sticky and cold.

Qi Leren almost stepped on two truncated fingers, and there was a beautiful wedding ring on his finger. He couldn't bear to look more, forcing himself to look away.

"It's too dark, let's light it." Fu Yue's eyesight was not so good, he turned on his own lighting.

The crowd turned on the lights one after another, and finally there was light in the huge basement. But these lights not only failed to dispel the horrors here, but also exacerbated the infiltrating chill-there were scattered bodies everywhere, they were torn by some monsters and scattered throughout the basement. In the depths of the basement, the altar that was originally erected with stones has been destroyed during the battle and immersed in blood.

Once again standing in this inhuman **** place, Qi Leren has no longer the disgustingness when he first met, and can even calmly analyze the situation here: several fanatics launched their offerings in this basement in advance During the festival, the projection power of the summoned monsters is far worse than those seen before, and the number of victims should be more than ten.

Fu Yue assigned tasks to everyone, some dealt with the dismembered corpses, and some deal with the relics of the victims.

Qi Leren remembered the **** that he almost stepped on, put on gloves and picked them up. This should be a woman's hand, and the ring was a diamond ring.

There are also discarded cloth bags nearby. Qi Leren squatted on the ground and opened them. There were three lunch boxes, and the top one contained half of the hard roast duck.

He paused and looked at them suddenly, but a woman appeared in his mind.

"What's wrong?" Ning Zhou noticed his strangeness and came over to ask.

"Remember this?" Qi Leren asked in a low voice.

Ning Zhou looked at the cloth bag and nodded.

"Is she really? I didn't expect ..." Qi Leren swallowed a large stone, sinking in his stomach.

He had seen the owner of this cloth bag, the evening before yesterday. He went home with Ning Zhou, and ran into this woman on the road. He picked up the lunch box for her, smelled the smell of roast duck, and bought a copy with Ning Zhou.

This moment of uncle turned out to be his last face with a stranger.

"What did you find?" Fu Yue noticed the two of them whispering and came over and asked.

At this moment, Miao Li, who was dealing with the body, suddenly screamed. Qi Leren turned to look at Miao Li, but Fu Yue stood still, looking at the things in his hands in horror.

Miao Li sat down in a pool of blood, watching the woman's head cry and cry.

"Axue !!!"

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"How are you thinking?"

Si Yue's voice awakened Qi Leren and evoked his thoughts immersed in memories.

In that dark and horrible basement, Fu Yue kneeling in a pool of blood holding his wife's head and weeping. This scene was imprinted in the minds of Qile people for a long time. He never knew that the original person could issue such a cry Sound, as if tearing his soul alive, to the utmost sorrow.

Because love is so deep, it is painful.

Qi Leren looked at his shoes and said hesitantly, "It's a bit sudden. I don't know much about this aspect of the work, I'm afraid it's very difficult."

Today, Si Yan suddenly came to him and asked him if he would like to work in the trial court for a long time. His position is acting Deputy President of the heresy trial court, mainly taking over Fu Yue's work.

"You already have half a field, and it is impossible for you to do the job of an ordinary executive officer. Let's get started. The specific affairs Miao Li can introduce to you." Si Yan said.

Qi Leren thought for a while, but couldn't just nod in agreement.

"I want to think again." Qi Leren said.

"You can think again. I will take you to see the Prophet later, and he said he would like to see you," Si said.

After leaving Si ’s office, Qi Leren went all the way to think about this question: Would you like to join the courthouse?

Speaking of which, he and the courthouse are also very destined. At first, it was to remove the parasitic killing seed. When the courthouse was undercover, the courtroom also fulfilled the agreement after the event was completed. Oh, with the intervention of Ning Zhou, the court owed him a favor. Now because of Chen Baiqi's relationship, he has been recommended to the court to help ...

In fact, joining the courthouse has many advantages. All the executive officers in the trial courts have "wages", yes, it is the survival time.

Contracts that deal with transaction time at the trial court take a certain percentage of time, just like paying taxes. These hours were awarded to the staff of the trial house.

In addition, the training courses in the courthouse are very complete, and the development direction can be customized according to individual abilities. Some skill cards and props can even be rented or purchased at low prices.

On the terrace at the end of the corridor, Fu Yue stood and smoked, but took out the match and found that it had run out.

Qi Leren stunned and stepped forward to light him.

Fu Yue said nothing and lost his cigarette as a thank you.

The beloved wife and the unborn child left him in such a tragic way. The man collapsed in an instant, and now he was standing here, bloodshot, describing the withering, formerly capable spirit God disappeared without a trace on him.

"I took a long vacation with Si Yan, and will not be back for the time being," he said.

"... The grief changes smoothly."

Fu Yue took a fierce breath, and the strength of nicotine made him slightly relieved by Ling Chi's pain so far. The cigarette quickly turned into soot in the wind, and he left the cigarette **** and allowed it to mix with the pile of cigarette sticks under his feet.

He took a deep breath and said to himself, "No one will ever ask me to quit."

Qi Leren's nose was sour, and his calm tone was even more sad than Fu Yue's cry at that time.

"She likes to cook. I praise her for being good at cooking. I like to eat. When I work overtime, she brings me dinner and says that I'm too tired of eating in the cafeteria. In fact, her cooking is much more difficult than the cafeteria. To eat a bite, I need to chop two meals. If I told her earlier, maybe she wouldn't bring me food. "Tears appeared in Fu Yue's eyes. He rubbed his nose and suppressed the trembling in his voice with his breath. "When we weren't married, we agreed that two people should not quarrel for more than three days, and must be reconciled on the fourth day. Even if we were in the Cold War, she also delivered meals to me every day. But she never went home once ... On the fourth day, she didn't come, she would never come again. "

Fu Yue wiped her face and patted Qi Leren's shoulder: "In this world, the world is too luxurious for a long time, so cherish every day."

Fu Yue was gone, her back was lonely, and in this yellow sunset, she looked like a sloppy old man.

This year's founding day, he and his lover can no longer watch a firework together. The previous agreement was ultimately unattainable.

At this evening, he wanted to walk the rest of the road alone, but he didn't know where it was.