after death strike

Reaper: Does he know the ingredients in his medicine?

Grim Reaper: Did the roommate have personal freedom before this?

Grim Reaper: Is his roommate behind his illness?

After pondering for a long time, after Li Zhizhi yawned twice out of boredom, the other party cautiously threw out three questions in a row.The directions of these three questions are completely different, as if the mysterious man has reached a three-way intersection and is hesitating which way to go.

However, these three roads are all dead ends. Even if it revolves around these three problems, it will be difficult for him to break through the fog.

As the author of the question, Li Zhizhi analyzed his thinking a little bit - he is in the midst of a brainstorm, and he can also help the other party with a story.

The first question asked about the ingredients of the medicine.Li Zhizhi guessed that the other party wanted to start with the general idea of ​​turtle soup, for example, the one he played at the beginning today, the young people have been eating not real turtle meat but his father's meat - so as to guess the protagonist of this question The medicine he took was not real medicine, but made his roommate into medicine or something.

This angle is very common. Li Zhizhi never likes to play cards according to routines, and of course he would not ask questions like this.

The second question is about the personal freedom of roommates.Then what he guessed is very likely: the roommates are not ordinary roommates, and the place they live in is not an ordinary house, but a prison, and the two were imprisoned in the house before.The protagonist was released on medical parole due to long-term mental stress. When he recovered from his illness, he found that his roommate was released from prison. He was so angry that he smashed the medicine in his hand.

...It sounds like a story that can be rounded up, but people in prison will get out of prison one day, so why be angry about it?It's not very logical.Li Zhizhi, who was happy to finish the story, really wanted to tell him that he had deviated from the topic again, and that the life freedom of his roommate had nothing to do with this topic.

The third question is similar to the first question, and they all follow the routine of "harming each other".Maybe he thinks that the roommate has been secretly and deliberately murdering the protagonist, and the two have a good relationship on the surface, but they have their own secrets.The protagonist returns home and finds that the other party has been tampering with his medicine. At this time, the time is right, the roommate escapes, and he can no longer heal himself, so he smashes the fake medicine in his hand.

This story sounds good, but if it were Li Zhizhi, the first question he would ask would be:

Is this person cured?

The illness is the key point of this turtle soup. Whether the protagonist recovers or not determines the direction of thinking.

Lizhi: I know; off topic; not.

After Li Zhizhi answered his question, the other party obviously entered into thinking again.In the remaining 5 minutes, Li Zhizhi accompanied the mysterious man in struggling with his wandering train of thought, but the questions he asked were still getting more and more unreliable.

Oops, what a pity.Could it be that Lord Reaper can only think of a routine where the two don't agree?

The other party's thinking was obviously confined to a small circle, Li Zhizhi shook his head.This is just like what he said, once you get used to looking at things with negative thinking, then the inertia of thinking will make your vision narrower and narrower.

——For this reason, the other party woke him up, didn't it?

He quietly stared at the questions across the screen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth at some point, as if he was watching a drowning person being gradually swallowed by the waves with cold eyes.

Finally, after the mysterious man persisted for 10 minutes, he disarmed and surrendered.He clicked surrender readily, and then typed a line in the chat box, asking Li Zhizhi for the answer.

DEATH: What's the answer?

Lizhi: The protagonist is a withdrawn, gloomy and negative person. He can only chat with his roommates, and only his roommates know everything about him. However, even with such a roommate, the protagonist still walks further and further down the road of depression.Under the persuasion of his roommate, he began to see a psychiatrist, understood his illness, and began to take medicine.But what he didn't expect was that the roommate who knew everything about him and promised to be with him forever was just an illusion born of his fantasy about the onset of the disease—once the illness was cured, his roommate would disappear without a trace.After his condition improved, the existence of roommates became intermittent for him.The protagonist who understands this does not want to lose his only friend, so he chooses to give up treatment.He would rather live in his fantasy than being alone; otherwise, he would rather choose death.

grim Reaper:……

Death: Can't understand.

Reaper: For human beings, isn't life and reality the most important thing?

Lizhi: But some people think that living alone is worse than death.

Grim Reaper: I thought that after the last debate, you had a complete understanding [applause.jpg]

Lychee: You are right.I used to be exactly the same as this protagonist, withdrawn and negative. Once frustrated, I couldn’t stand up again. Once I failed, I chose to escape and return to my fantasy.I'm a little more hopeless than him, he still trusts his roommate, and I don't even trust my roommate.But thank you, I'm finally starting to regret my recklessness - but even so, I won't change my words.For me, living alone is worse than dying; if it weren't for the existence of a roommate, I wouldn't have survived until now.

Reaper: Your eloquence is good.This round of the game is won by you, and the reward will be presented to you in an hour.But before you receive the reward, I have to remind you: the roommate in the story is just his fantasy.

Death: See you next time.

What does he mean by this sentence?Li Zhizhi frowned, the chat window closed automatically before he stopped typing on the keyboard.Staring blankly at the concise homepage of Haiguitang, Li Zhizhi seemed a little lost.

...What is the origin of this mysterious man?

Why does he know so many things about himself?

Whether it was the confident and strong sense of mastery revealed in the other party's tone in the chat just now, or the story that the other party deliberately mentioned in the second game-yes, that was not Turtle Soup, but about him, about Li A story that Zhizhi doesn't want to mention.

Even Ah Wang didn't know about this.

After a long absence, Li Zhizhi touched the scar on his wrist again.Ever since he put on Ah Wang's watch, the wound seemed to have been deliberately forgotten by him.

The same date of death, the wonderful undead state, more and more "companions", and the "ghost of death" who appeared out of nowhere-all of these suddenly seemed like a dream, which made Li Zhizhi feel that what he was in was not reality, but a certain reality. in a wonderful space.

The only thing for sure is himself.

Li Zhizhi clenched his fists.

While alive, he was always escaping and giving up, but after death, he didn't want to be such a coward anymore.No matter what the outcome of the game with the mysterious man, he must win!

As the other party said, after waiting for an hour, Li Zhizhi suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.Li Zhizhi, who was already mentally prepared, stood up and knocked on the door, but unexpectedly, he didn't see the mysterious person he imagined—for example, a person dressed in black and wearing sunglasses, who looked like a person in a movie.

It was a neighbor he didn't meet too often, a very kind old man.

"It's you, what's the matter?" Li Zhizhi thought for a moment that the other party had knocked on the wrong door, but when he lowered his head and saw a delicately wrapped paper bag in the other party's hand, the strange feeling in his heart suddenly zoomed in.

The old man chuckled, and stuffed the bag in his hand, "You're at home, that's fine. Just now a young man stopped me downstairs, saying that he was in a hurry and couldn't wait for the elevator. Please take this thing to the 21st floor." Come from the third room. I heard it by coincidence, isn’t it your house? So I agreed immediately.”

Li Zhizhi took the paper bag and closed the door with thanks.

So this is the reward that the mysterious man said?

This time Li Zhizhi really believed that the other party might have some kind of mysterious power.He originally thought that the person who delivered the item would be the mysterious person himself, or some kind of courier, but he never expected it to be his neighbor—he had reason to believe that the other party deliberately picked someone, because his neighbor, Abor, had a very good personality. Well, it's relatively simple, and only old people would believe the reason why there is something urgent.

The other party even knew who was around him.Li Zhizhi felt very strange, holding the bag and putting it on the tea table, hesitating for a long time whether to open it or not.

He was really afraid that if it was a ticking time bomb, then there would be nothing to play with.But thinking of the mysterious man saying goodbye, Li Zhizhi still believes that he didn't send any dangerous goods over.

Opening the paper bag, I saw a white square box of moderate size inside, almost as if it was inlaid in, and there was a pink bow tied on it, which was very "reward".Li Zhizhi took the square box out of the bag, gently pulled the bow, and slowly lifted the lid with both hands.

— he almost gasped in horror at the contents of the box.

The white box is covered with beige soft paper commonly used in gift boxes—it is not only a decoration, but also a little protection against shocks—just looking at it this way, it is not a problem, but the problem is that the pressure .The thing on top of the soft paper.

It was a human palm, severed from the wrist at the root, and the fracture at the cross section was terrifying, with a little white bone exposed in the bloody flesh, which made one's scalp tingle just looking at it.

Li Zhizhi finally understood why the mysterious man would say that the question was related to the reward when the blind man asked the question. The applause and palms have a lot to do with each other!

Damn sick!Li Zhizhi couldn't help cursing, and quickly closed the box.Who the hell would give someone a hand model as a reward for winning a game? !

If this is a bad taste, it is far beyond Li Zhizhi's acceptance.With a cold face, he packed the "reward" as it was and stuffed it directly under the coffee table.

He never wanted to watch such a disgusting thing a second time.

Li Zhizhi couldn't bear it anymore, so he grabbed his phone and sent a text message to that strange number.

【Hey, if this is your bad taste, then I refuse to play with you.Give me an address and I will send it at my own expense, OK? 】

Soon the other party replied.

[It's all the same dead thing, I don't understand why you are angry.And, this is the key clue to find Ye Yizhou, if you want to admit defeat, then I won't stop you. 】

The author has something to say: Li Zhizhi: Ah Wang, I’m so angry, bite him!

Mystery man:? ? ?I sent you clues with good intentions and you still want to bite me?

Ah Wang: I think biting him is not enough to relieve my anger. How do you feel when I beat him to death?

Li Zhizhi: It can be very strong, just hit, I will kiss you with a punch!

Ah Wang: (suddenly regained energy)

Mysterious man: shivering and slipping away.jpg

Post the answer!No one seems to have guessed right!But a girl in the group guessed it

As I write here, I feel that there are more and more clues, and I can count on the last unit to reveal the secret.