Absurd deduction game

"Dong dong dong."

Who...is knocking on the door...

"Zhao Yijiu, just get ready and you can go out today."

What?

Are you calling me... get out, where are you going?

In the darkness, Zhao Yijiu huddled in the corner. His eyes had already adapted to the light, and every outline in the small dark room could be seen clearly.

Even when he was resting, he never put down the dagger in his hand, because maybe in the next moment, something unspeakable would crawl out of the square doors around the small dark room.

[Yes, you are born to be the protagonist. After experiencing all kinds of hardships, the day you are free is the real beginning of the story. 】

The narrator whispered in Zhao Yijiu's ear.

He was used to it, used to the concepts of scripts, characters, twists and turns, revenge and so on that were constantly instilled in him.

He must have been in the dark for a long time, right? In fact, he couldn't remember whether it was a memory he only had 20 minutes ago, or whether he had been living in the dark room for several years.

Anyway, he seems to be just... a protagonist who was reborn from the distant future with a rebirth script.

So is he a kid now?

Zhao Yijiu thought a little dazedly. He always felt that something was wrong, but the fragments that had been silent in the deepest part of his memory were magnified again. This caused countless chaos in his mind, and he couldn't think of anything for a while. clear.

He could only follow the narration's prompts and passively wait for the plot to develop.

But now, someone was knocking on the door of the dark room, asking to let him out.

His brother is coming to take him away.

With a creak, the secret door of the small dark room was opened from the outside, and a long-lost light suddenly appeared in Zhao Yijiu's retina.

"Zhao Yijiu, come out." There was a cold stranger outside the door, but that person's voice was very familiar. When he was in the dark room, once there was something new to test, this person's voice would be will come out of the speakers.

He vaguely remembered that when he was free, he was led out by Zhao Mou without saying a word on the way.

When he arrived at "home" - the new house that Zhao Mou bought himself, he hugged Zhao Mou's waist and put his head on Zhao Mou's shoulder. In fact, he didn't cry or even had much emotion. He just knew that he wanted to do this. Do.

As the younger brother, his brother is the only one he can show weakness to.

But he only showed weakness once. Normally, he would always make Zhao Mou feel that he wished his mother had not given birth to this younger brother.

Zhao Yijiu was now in a daze. He stood up, holding the dagger skillfully in his hand, and walked towards the light step by step.

In fact, he hadn't been away from the light for long. There was always an illusion... It seemed that he had only lost the light for more than ten minutes.

With this little strange feeling, he stepped out of the dark room.

Zhao Mou was behind the stranger. He was much younger. He looked like he had just grown up. His face was a little immature, but he had a pair of elegant and mature gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

The young body was weaker than his, but it had also grown.

"Ah Jiu, let's go home." Zhao Mou's voice was cold, but it was obvious that this coldness was not aimed at him, but at the people of the Zhao family next to him.

Zhao Yijiu was just about to take a step forward.

[This is a huge turning point. Are you really satisfied with the script? 】

The narrator appears.

[In the past, you let people like the Zhao family go so easily. In the days that followed, you were regarded as a freak and an alien by others. Your brother still worked desperately for the Zhao family. This was the fate of the side branch. 】

Zhao Yijiu blinked and stared at Zhao Mou, while his peripheral vision inevitably glanced at the people next to him.

There was pity, curiosity, and a hint of novelty in the eyes of those people, like looking at some rare animal.

It was a pity that they were missing an experimental subject. They were curious about what interesting reactions this experimental subject would have after being released.

The novelty is that he cannot be regarded as the same kind.

[What if there is a chance to modify the script? You have lived your life again, do you still want to be as submissive as before? When you were alive for the first time, you were in the chaos of competing with evil ghosts for your thoughts. You couldn't feel emotions, so you didn't have anger. But when you gradually regained your human emotions, did you ever regret it? Do you really not want to tell your brother immediately to thank him for doing so much for you? Do you really not want these people who exploited you and your brother to pay the price? 】

The narrator's murmur is like the whisper of a devil, constantly encouraging him to make a choice.

Zhao Mou stepped forward and patted him on the head - at this time, he was not as tall as Zhao Mou.

"Don't think so much, go home." When Zhao Mou spoke to him alone, his voice was extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of distress. He had really done everything a brother could do, and he never asked for anything. any return.

According to the direction of the script, not long after, Zhao Mou will hurt his leg while trying to take care of a younger member of the Zhao family's family during a deduction.

His fox cane was fused with the persona around the time he injured his leg.

Although the leg later healed, this incident had a great impact on Zhao Mou... Zhao Mou's false mask became thicker and thicker when facing others, and a smile like the little fox on the fox's cane appeared on his face.

Zhao Yijiu still remembered that Zhao Mou was very unhappy at that time, and in order to thank Zhao Mou for protecting the junior, the family gave Zhao Mou greater rights, even though the junior was actually several years older than Zhao Mou at the time.

[The dagger is still in your hand, have you thought about it? Protagonist, this time the script can be the way you want. 】

The narrator says heartwarming words.

Zhao Yijiu turned his head to look at his dagger, and his action made those who had been observing him vigilant.

Although no one regards him as a human being, it is true that everyone is afraid of him. The Zhao family is not good at fighting with force, so they train him like a weapon. Only Zhao Mou has proved that he can have a greater influence on the Zhao family. With his contribution, Zhao Yijiao was replaced.

[You can kill one person, or you can kill everyone. If you are afraid that Zhao Mou will get into trouble, just teach these people a lesson and let them know that you are not someone they can bully, and they will not bother you again in the future. is you. 】

Zhao Yijiu raised his hand.

He said, "I'll give you the things back."

He only had a vest and shorts on him, and the dagger was his only "property", but both the clothes and the dagger were given to him after entering the dark room.

He couldn't return the clothes, and even if he did, no one else would want it, but this dagger could hurt ghosts, and it was a resource that the Zhao family acquired from the Xu family.

Since you are leaving, let's leave nothing behind.

Soon someone took the dagger and took it away.

Judging from the looks of those people, many of them were surprised that he could still speak normally.

Because in the small dark room, Zhao Yijiu was always silent.

In fact, he just felt that there was no need to say anything to these people.

Zhao Yijiu followed Zhao Mou, just like the previous script, he did nothing and went home directly.

[You actually gave up this opportunity, Zhao Yjiu, don’t you think it was a waste? If you deter them, your brother may not receive that mission next time, and he will not be injured in the leg and languished for so long. 】

The narrator seems confused, not eager, just confused.

Zhao Yijiu got into Zhao Mou's car, sat in the passenger seat, and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

The car drove out of the garage, left the isolated manor in the suburbs, and came to the lively streets.

The world was in turmoil, but Zhao Yijiu suddenly felt that something was blurry, as unreal as a sticker.

The narrator is still asking.

Zhao Yijiu was a little annoyed by the question. He turned around and glanced at Zhao Mou who was driving seriously, and said to the narrator in his heart: "If you can control the script, asking this means you don't understand the character at all."

Narrator:? ? ?

This sounds familiar.

"For example, my brother, you don't understand at all. That injury... was intentional on his part, maybe he just took advantage of the situation, but the benefits he got later were what he wanted. The unhappiness and malaise during that period, All of them are just for the Zhao family to see."

Because of one leg, the Zhao family felt indebted and trusted Zhao Mou more, so they released power to Zhao Mou.

Perhaps because he was just talking to an insubstantial narrator, Zhao Yijiu rarely talked more.

"He has already played with those people. If you hold the script, please don't underestimate my brother. I don't want to ruin my brother's plan."