The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

"I agree." I said.

"I also understand what happened before, we have to be careful in our actions, but... wait, what did you say?"

"I said I agree."

Bian Yao looked at me, as if he still couldn't understand what he heard, his dazed look was cute.

"Although we are not professionals, neither policemen nor psychologists, we have helped many people through entrustment one by one." I said, "If we leave everything to others, or leave it to the time when everything is ready, Then Xiao Fei won't be reunited with Yao Cheng, Serval won't come to our house, Rong Rong won't regain her confidence, and I... I won't know you either."

Bian Yao still seemed a little surprised, and I said: "I was an ordinary person who knew nothing and knew nothing, but now I have the ability to do something and help others. I feel very lucky. Although This ability is quite weak in comparison, but whether it is a risk or a mistake... a little price must be paid, Spider-Man's uncle said, the greater the ability..."

Bian Yao laughed: "You are not Spider-Man, but Dragon Dragon Man. Okay, then let's plan what to do."

I nodded: "First of all, I think, don't rush to suspect R, but don't rely too much on him for investigation. He is a little younger, and he may not be careful in doing things or speaking carefully, so that he cannot make the most of the clues. And in the final analysis He is still a high school student, thinking about this all day long, what should he do with his studies?"

"Well," Bian Yao said, "I think it's best to sign up for SIP in the group. If the game is really not driven by some life-threatening drugs, then of course we don't have to worry about it. If we are required to eat before the group starts Any drug, that's just enough to be left as evidence."

"It would be best if the medicines were delivered by mail, but if not..." I thought for a while, "I have to find a public place to meet the other party, but I don't know if the other party will agree to let us set the address for the face-to-face delivery, I feel like this The process must have their fixed routine for a long time.”

"Try it, try it and you'll know." Bian Yao said.

"How to try, how do I find out the specific method of joining this SIP?" As I talked, I noticed Bian Yao's subtle expression, and suddenly understood: "Did you find it long ago!"

Bian Yao nodded shyly.

I lost my temper: "You send a message to apply for a group report."

Soon we received a reply, which was a fairly official email, to the effect of "Thank you for your interest and participation, and thank you for your support and trust in the SIP team, but in order to ensure that everyone who participates in the game can get the best For the best game experience, a simple interview is required before formally accepting the application."

"Sure enough." Bian Yao said, he was relieved for the first time - since the entrustment, the development of many events has deviated from our original prediction, and finally there is a progress that we expected.

"Interview, we need to meet." Bian Yao rubbed his fists, "I asked him if I could choose the meeting place."

"Wait, don't promise too readily. You said you are a social fear and have no friends, so you want to find an online group instead of dough."

Bian Yao thought for a while, then asked suspiciously, "Are you taking the opportunity to scold me?"

I showed an honest expression: "No, I'm helping you build a character set, why do you judge me like this?"

Bian Yao communicated with the other party again, saying: "He said that in order to ensure the gaming experience of each player, their group has stricter requirements, and all overrunning or other behaviors that break the rules are strictly prohibited. They will only send a SIP game organization Those who come out to meet the players will not need me to deal with other players, and their time is also very tight, I hope I can understand... Anyway, it’s just a bunch of high-sounding words.”

I said disdainfully: "Of course they don't want players to be in touch with each other."

After a while, Bian Yao said: "I told him that my high school has strict rules and the time to leave school is very limited. Can we meet at a place near my school?"

"How did he say?"

"He agreed."

The next day, Bian Yao and I came to the selected meeting place early - next door is the largest public high school in the city, and there is no need to wear uniforms on weekdays. There are many small shops outside the school for drinking water and eating. Bian Yao and I hang out with students Doesn't look obtrusive.After Bian Yao entered the store, he sat by the French window facing the main door, while I sat at the bar counter facing the window of the coffee shop across the street, and I could see his table clearly.After I ordered a cup of coffee, I put on my earphones and turned on my laptop, as if I wanted to work without disturbing.

In fact, the mobile phone in Bian Yao’s arms has been connected to my voice all the time—after confronting Dee last time, we have learned a little bit, and we are determined to leave one person as an off-site aid, so as to avoid any unexpected situation, so we can deal with it like this More flexible.

Five minutes before the appointed time, I saw a boy in his twenties walk into the store. He looked like an ordinary college student.The boy stepped forward and said a few words to Bian Yao, and after confirming their identities, they sat down.

I heard the man calling himself Johnson, which sounded like a real name, but I didn't believe it.He and Bian Yao greeted each other, and politely thanked Bian Yao for taking the time to cooperate with their game development process, and even cared whether it would affect his study by playing running groups in his third year of high school.

Bian Yao replied one by one without any leaks. He said honestly that he had never personally participated in a running group, but he knew the rules and heard that the SIP group has a great reputation, so he wanted to try it out. "If I join the running group at that time, will you be the host?" Bian Yao asked.

"No, although I've been a KP a few times, I haven't been too rich recently. Let's see...there is a high probability that it won't be me." Johnson said, "Because everyone has work or school matters , so we usually start the group relatively late, is it okay for you to be in the third year of high school?"

"No problem," Bian Yao said boldly, "I'm a sports student, and I've already been recommended."

"Oh? Awesome, what sport are you in?" Johnson asked.

"Athletics, I run." Bian Yao said.

Johnson sounded like he was smiling: "Then when you pinch the card, you can also try to be a character with relatively high strength and agility. We recommend that players pinch the card according to their real situation, so that the game will be easier. There is a sense of substitution."

In this way, when the characters in the game encounter scary or dangerous plots, they can empathize with themselves-I thought to myself after listening.

"Okay," Bian Yao said in a dignified manner, "I don't do well in cultural subjects, and I don't know anything about history. I will definitely not be able to reason at that time, but the battle will depend on me."

Johnson smiled and asked some simple questions, Bian Yao answered them all patiently.Seeing that almost half an hour had passed, Johnson finally said that he would build a button group before the group started, and then share the rule book and house rules in the group file, and nothing else will be done.

I sounded a little anxious - no, that's it?What about chronic poison?And if the rule book is shared in the form of a group file, how can we explain the photo of a thick rule book we saw before.

Seeing that Zhuang Chen was about to get up and leave, Bian Yao finally couldn't sit still, and stopped him: "Wait! Actually, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

Johnson paused, then sat down again: "Oh, tell me."

Bian Yao thought for a while, and then said: "You know Xiaojie, right? I used to run a group with you...or someone else organized by you, and then committed suicide."

Johnson nodded readily: "I've heard about that."

"What do you think about this?" Bian Yao asked.

"I think it's very unfortunate," Johnson said without emotion. "He was very young, but he was very smart. It's a pity that he just passed away."

Bian Yao was silent for a while, I guess he was deciding whether to tear off the disguise and confront the other party.Sure enough, after about ten seconds, he opened his mouth again, quickly listed the names of a series of other victims, and asked: "Then what about these people? These people are also players who participated in your running group, and basically all of them were at the same time. committed suicide, and you still don't have any particular opinion about it?"

Zhuang Chen was silent for a long time before he asked back: "You...what do you mean by saying that? Do you think Xiaojie committed suicide because he ran with us? How is this possible."

"Is it impossible?" Bian Yao asked back, and then said with a little sarcasm: "Oh, I understand, I just wanted to say what you think is a pity. It's a pity that Xiaojie died too early. Can I provide you with more self-abuse materials, failed to continue to make money as a player, or... it is a pity that he was not born in a wealthy family, and he died without the financial resources to buy a million-dollar resurrection card?"

Johnson took a deep breath and sighed again, cleared his throat and said, "First of all, I used to be a KP myself, if you ran with a group, you should know that the host and the players belong to the same camp. The purpose of the running group game is not to eliminate players or even kill players, but to crack clues and unfold the plot. Secondly, and more importantly-although there are some younger players like Xiaojie among us, it is not People who don’t know right from wrong. All the participants know that the game is a game, so how could they lose their lives because of the virtual game result?”

Bian Yao flung out a stack of photos, Johnson looked at them briefly, then looked away, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Have you seen these photos?" Bian Yao asked.

Johnson thought for a moment, then admitted, "I've seen it."

"That's it, let me guess, how do you force these children to self-mutilate? Probably... for a more realistic game experience, it is stipulated that if the game character is injured, the player must also bear the corresponding punishment in real life Right? Or, after completing these tasks, check in and take pictures, what props and equipment can you exchange in the game?"

After hearing this, Johnson looked very calm, and asked back: "Then I want to know, no matter what reason we have to hurt these children. Across the Internet, even if this person does not complete the task or punishment, as long as he no longer participates in the game Well, what can we do?"

Bian Yao choked - because of the basis of all reasoning - the slow poison that can control people has not been proven so far, and the other party never mentioned anything similar during the whole process of welcoming Bian Yao to join the running group .

"Since you can't answer, let me make a guess. Guess why you have such a guess about us?" Johnson suddenly turned his head and glanced out the window. For a moment, I thought he was going to see Me, but he quickly turned back and said, "You said you are from this high school? Then I guess you and R are classmates?"

Bian Yao asked, "Do you know R?"

Johnson sighed again: "Yes, that man... To be honest, we also have a headache. He made up a conspiracy drama in his own mind and kept harassing us, not only me, but mainly because The KP who led the Xiaojie group even went to our normal running group recruitment and opening promotion poster to swipe the screen." He seemed very troubled, "Although I sympathize with Xiaojie's experience, we were so harassed by him that we couldn't stand it. All the members blocked R. Unexpectedly, he has not stopped, and even started to ask the students to question us, but it seems that it is indeed necessary to interview the participants before the group. "

Seeing him go further and further away, Bian Yao interrupted him and asked, "What kind of conspiracy do you think he made up in his head?"

Johnson raised his finger and circled around his temple: "He... seems to have something wrong. His younger brother... that is, Xiaojie, committed suicide due to depression. He couldn't accept this fact, so he blamed us. I just heard You said your guess sounded very familiar, so you guessed it was R." He crossed his hands in front of his chin and said, "Did you know? Xiaojie actually had some psychological problems a long time ago. His family is relatively poor, and his mother is not in good health. Well, Dad is gone too, and my brother plays games every day... Although Xiaojie has good grades, he can't participate in summer camps or other extra training opportunities in other schools. He once said that he has no friends at school. I didn’t get much help from my family, and only after joining our group did I feel that I had relatives and friends for the first time, and a sense of belonging.”

He spoke eloquently, but I felt weird no matter how I heard it—this man seemed to regard himself as some kind of savior saint, and accepting these injured teenagers was a charity to them.

"Then you took advantage of his loneliness and trust in you to instigate him to commit suicide?" Bian Yao asked sharply.

"How is it possible? We usually just chat." Johnson quickly denied, "He said these things when he was chatting with everyone in the group."

Bian Yao tapped his fingers on the table, and asked: "Then how do you explain these photos? These self-harm photos. If it wasn't for your task requirements, or hinted at him through some horror plot, where did Xiaojie come up with this self-harm idea out of thin air?"

Johnson shook his head heavily: "On the contrary, it was Xiaojie who said that he occasionally had dark thoughts and acted self-harm. In order to persuade him and supervise him, we asked him to send us photos every day to check and make sure there were no A new wound." He paused, then said, "I'll tell you now that I've said this, to tell you the truth, in fact, one of the founders of our organization—I am a senior, he used to be A person who was a bit autistic. He could only communicate with others smoothly through the Internet, but the more he became more and more out of touch with the real world, he finally ended his life in the middle of the night. We also use it to commemorate him" Suicideispainless" - his favorite song during his lifetime, became the group name. Therefore, as several of us senior members, we have always wanted to help children with such negative thoughts, and feel that this is our responsibility. But After all, through the network cable, what we can do is very limited, there are people who have helped, and there are people like Xiaojie who have not been able to help."

Bian Yao fell silent again. I knew that he already had doubts about R in his heart, and some of Johnson's statements just happened to deepen this doubt.But on the other hand, his rhetoric is a bit too tight, and the overly complete story is like a fabricated fake story-especially the role of the senior, it is almost like an explanation added to supplement the background setting.

But no matter what, the logic of his words was so seamless that no one could find any loopholes for a while.

Bian Yao didn't believe it. He snorted and said, "Xiaojie was depressed, and he committed suicide at the time when you were in the group. What about the others? The others were also depressed, and they couldn't do it when they met your group." ?”

Unexpectedly, Johnson said, "I wanted to ask just now, what other people?"

Bian Yao was stunned for a moment, and Johnson said again: "Ah, it couldn't be that R told you that there were other so-called victims. I guess...you haven't seen these so-called family members of other victims, have you?"

Should have noticed the crack in Bian Yao's expression for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Hey, this kind of thing happened before, R Jing divided other trumpets to harass us... He probably has some hallucinations, I think It’s not to provoke feelings among your classmates, but you don’t have to believe everything he tells you.”

I couldn't help being stunned when I heard this—this was the first time we accepted a commission without meeting the client directly, and I never expected such a situation to happen.

At this time Johnson continued: "I have seen R himself, a high school student who is idle, with low grades, and spends every day in Internet cafes and playing games at home. Oh, you probably don't know, Xiaojie was in a Mathematical Olympiad intensive training class before. The registration fee was also dropped by his game krypton gold krypton. By the way, the guesses you mentioned just now, what krypton gold, what resurrection cards... Those are not the game forms in the running group game, but the online game that R is addicted to. Internet game bar."

As soon as he said this, I remembered that R once said that he often stayed up late to play games, which is why he found that Xiaojie's bedroom light was on late at night and did not sleep.

Johnson was still talking: "His family's expectation was originally on his younger brother. I think he should have been jealous and envious of his younger brother. At the same time, he was also glad that there was someone who could share the parents' expectation. Now that Xiaojie died, he was This irresponsible family, these irresponsible family members were forced to death, and R became crazy. I don't know their mother's physical condition, but Xiaojie mentioned it once before, saying that it was because of mental problems I have been resting at home and have no labor force."

"Ah," he suddenly paused when he said this, as if he had suddenly realized: "Mental diseases are mostly hereditary."

The implication of SC Johnson's words is that Xiaojie with depression and R with hallucinations all originated from this mother and the family history of mental illness, so there are traces to follow.