The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

Nian Weiji saw Jinhou's expression stiff for a moment, and finally took a deep breath, and said to the two sisters as naturally as possible: "What are you talking about, I came here by myself."

"Oh," the two sisters withdrew their gaze, "That's really a pity."

Since they were wearing masks, Nian Weiji couldn't see their expressions, but felt that their tone was a bit displeased, as if they were disappointed that they didn't scare others.At the end of the year, he smoothed things over and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Morgenstern, Mr. Arthur is rather shy and may not be used to such a lively banquet. Please forgive his rudeness."

"They're the ones who are rude." Jin Hou said secretly.

"I hope Mr. Arthur can adapt as soon as possible." Firth said, "No matter how lively the banquet is, it's just an embellishment, and the performance is the real climax."

Sylvia immediately said: "It's better to say that the banquet has already begun to make us feel bored. How long will it take for the show to start, Fez?"

Faith: "Two hours and twenty minutes to go, Sylvia."

"Can't believe we're still having a two-hour party with these stupid, boring people, I'm dying of boredom, Faith!"

"How is it possible, Sylvia, you will not die at this damn banquet, you will only die in the same coffin as me, beside me, Sylvia."

The two sisters are only interested in talking to each other, and are not interested in everything outside.At the end of the year, he couldn't intervene, and there was no way to find out information about the new drama from them.The two sisters came and went, talking unimaginable love words, and walked away gracefully in front of them from the end of the year.Their backs are also exactly the same, Nian Wei has seen them occasionally exchange masks, now no one can tell who is who.

"Tch, a pair of crazy." After they walked away, Marquis Jin said angrily: "Talk to them, they ignore us and are weird, they don't understand human language, people want to beat them up. "

"I can't see that you are so violent." Nian Weiji said.

Marquis Jin said: "I'm already fine. My brother is more violent than me. Stupid women like the Morgenstern sisters are just spoiled. Just because they are beautiful, they think everyone should let them go. My brother He is very popular with women, and he has developed the ability to recognize whores since he was a child. In the situation just now, he would definitely attack the two of them head-on, so that they could not get off the stage, just like he did when he attacked Zhou Tong on the first day."

The end of the year: "Oh..."

Marquis Jin glanced at him: "I'm really angry, and the only way to relieve anger is to fight, and it's still in a place like DEATHSHOW where beating is not illegal. Some people just don't deserve to be beaten. To be honest, for example, in the entertainment room the next day Inside, you insisted that we were going to gang-rape you, which really pissed me off. My brother said, if Wei Zixu hadn't been defeated, he would definitely beat you up."

"Huh? What?" Nian Weiji was unconvinced: "You knocked me out first that day, so I wanted to hit someone! And Jinjue thinks he can't beat Wei Zixu, so can he beat me?"

Marquis Jin raised his eyebrows, as if it was obvious.

"I said, you are a fat house, a nerd, why are you discussing beating people here if you don't collect information properly?" Wei Zixu stepped in between them, with a suppressed smile on his face: "What did you hear?" , tell me."

"It's all a gimmick for a new drama, and it's useless. How about you, how is your chat with Jessica?" Marquis Jin turned to Wei Zixu.

Wei Zixu: "Since Jessica turned down the role in "Sodom", Carmichael and Carmichael have not met. However, I heard that Carmichael is a very vengeful person. It is really strange to invite her to the banquet in order to apologize."

The end of the year: "Wait, what is that expression on your face, why Jinjue must be able to beat me? Although I don't look very strong, but I am capable, do you understand? Do you want to try a fight?"

Nian Wei had just sent out his first provocation, but saw Wei Zixu's suddenly serious expression.Wei Zixu faced Nian Wei, put a hand on his shoulder, his pupils dilated, and his dark eyes looked behind him.At the end of the year, for a moment, I felt a biting cold coming from behind, as if my spine had been poked by a silver needle.

He turned around following Wei Zixu's gaze. Behind him was a large mirror with a gold-plated frame. Among the noisy crowd, he saw a black figure standing next to them.There was a looming dark figure, dressed like a hooded gentleman, with a hunched back and a twisted cane in his hand.His hood was tattered, and inside was a wooden mask.As soon as the hunchbacked gentleman noticed Nian Weiji was looking at him, he immediately squeezed into the crowd and walked outside.

At the end of the year, he turned his head and exchanged glances with Wei Zixu and Marquis Jin, and the three of them chased out through the crowd.

After leaving the ballroom, the surrounding area became much quieter.Running to the east at the end of the year, the doors of the tea room and restaurant are open, and there is no one inside, and the pale moonlight shines in through the tulle. "Thump, thump, thump!" Nian Weiji heard a series of footsteps, and looked out to see a black figure running past the stairs at the end of the corridor.

"Over there!" Nian Wei handed over Wei Zixu and Jinhou, and chased towards the stairs.

The corridor on the second floor is relatively wide and brightly lit. When the new year is over, I glance at both sides of the wall. There are some expressionist works and futuristic paintings on the wall. It is a very modern corridor.The carpet was laid from the corridor to the stairs. Nian Weixi ran up the stairs, stepped on the floor of the third floor, and made a long "creak—" sound.

The third floor is obviously much narrower than the second floor, and the light is dim, only a few candlesticks provide lighting.The carpet broke at this level, and the floorboards creaked ominously as they walked across.The corridor is long and narrow, and you can't see the end at a glance. When you walk in at the end of the year, you always feel that there are countless eyes watching you.He turned his head and saw that the walls on both sides were covered with portraits, gloomy portraits in faded frames, staring at the three outsiders.Name tags hung beneath the portraits, identifying them as members of the Carmichael family.

"Wow, this place is really disgusting, let's go back to the second floor." Jinhou said.

Wei Zixu teased him: "Are you afraid of ghosts? You threatened to beat someone just now."

"Hush!" Marquis Jin put his index finger on his mouth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Don't mention that word! It's all superstition, superstition!"

"You say it's superstitious, why are you so nervous—" Nian Wei turned around, halfway through the sentence.In the dim corridor behind them, the door of a side room was half opened, and the thick darkness inside the door was watching them.

Nian Weiji raised his finger stiffly and pointed to the back: "When we came over, was that door open?"

Just after Nian Wei had finished asking this question, the door closed with a bang.

Wei Zixu and Jinhou only heard the sound of closing the door.There are many rooms symmetrically arranged in the corridor on the entire floor, and the servants said that they should be guest rooms.Wei Zixu made a silent gesture, and then groped towards the door lightly. Marquis Jin followed behind him, and Nian Wei was the last one.

The style of the wooden door is traditional, and it is as old as the floor. It seems that only the first and second floors have been renovated.Wei Zixu leaned on the door and listened, but there was no abnormal sound. He signaled the two people behind to back off, and he grabbed the doorknob and pulled it back forcefully.

After pulling it once but failing to open it, Wei Zixu was a little surprised, because the door didn't have a keyhole at all. Could it be that it was locked from the inside?Wei Zixu made a second attempt, and this time he used all his strength to pull out the door and the people inside in one go.

"God bless, why are you?"

Mick grabbed the doorknob with one hand and looked at the three people in front of him: "It's too inconvenient that there is no peephole on the door."

Jinhou: "I still want to ask, what are you doing hiding in the guest room on the third floor?"

"I saw a hunchbacked gentleman in the mirror of my ballroom. I chased him to the third floor, but I heard a lot of people chasing us, so I quickly found a guest room and hid." Mick said: "No It was you who thought of chasing us."

Jin stood behind Mick watching them, her dark skin and black suit almost merging into the night.Nian Wei had already realized that the black figure running up to the third floor was actually Jin.

"You said you saw a gentleman with a hunchback?" Nian Weiji asked, "Is it the same person we saw?"

Mick crossed his arms and replied, "We were at the west corner of the ballroom, and we didn't see any of you. I saw the figure of a hunchbacked gentleman in the mirror, and I took Jin and chased him out from the direction he left. You came out late, then The hunchback gentleman should have disappeared by now."

Marquis of Jin: "There are two gentlemen with hunchbacks?"

Wei Zixu: "I think maybe both of them are hallucinations. With such a gloomy aura, people around him won't be unresponsive."

Mick nodded slightly, Wei Zixu noticed the document in his arm, and asked him: "What is that, a document?"

Hearing this, Mick took out the file bag he was holding. It was a lacquer-sealed kraft paper file bag with "Case Backup" written on the cover. Mick said: "Do you remember that Carmichael visited Dr. Archer's private practice? Dr. Archer came tonight with his assistant, May McClintock. As soon as I opened my mouth, I hinted that I wanted to buy Dr. Archer's patient profile at a high price, and he got it for me."

Mick tore off the paint seal while talking, and took out a medical record and a few manuscripts from the file bag: "I found the hunchbacked gentleman just after I got the file, and I haven't had time to open it until now, just so you are here, then Let's take a look together."

The case was rummaged by Mick in his hand. The light here was poor, and Dr. Archer’s handwriting was blurred. Mick brought the case to his eyes and tried to distinguish the diagnosis statement: "I found it, this one is from Carmichael. Diagnosis...Patient suffers from severe brain fever due to emotional disturbance brought on by the failure of the patient's latest play.Patient has a compulsive, highly emotional personality prone to overwork, exacerbated by drug and alcohol abuse illness. It is recommended to take more rest and massage therapy, and block all opportunities for patients to come into contact with stimulants and sedatives.”

"In addition to anxiety-like brain fever, the patient also exhibited a pathological shift in sexual orientation. The patient had many same-sex sexual partners in his private life, indicating that the patient was completely or partially a perversion. It is recommended that the patient receive treatment for this shift in sexual orientation. , but the patient refused to cooperate and put forward some targeted defenses, which have nothing to refute."

"The patient came into the clinic depressed and withdrawn, with no desire to confide except to talk to the doctor. Not long afterward his secretary, Eustace Fish (another invert), gave him Some old books and pamphlets were sent. From then on the patient indulged in these old books and his mood improved rapidly, and after four months of hospitalization, the patient recovered and was discharged."

"Old books?" Marquis Jin asked a key question: "Is there an explanation of what old books it is?"

"No. That's all for the information on Carmichael," Mick said, and as he read through the file, he gained a spot marker.

Wei Zixu said: "Old books should be important information. If you want to know the title of the book, it seems that you can only ask Dr. Archer, Fish or Carmichael himself, but Carmichael feels strange, I don't know if he will Will tell the truth."

"Hmm..." Nian Weiji squeezed his chin and thought: "I'm with Dr. Archer, maybe I can ask him a little tricky. But protecting the patient's privacy is professional ethics, I think asking The chances of it coming are slim.”

The others were silent for a moment after hearing Nian Weiye's proposal, and then expressed that they could give it a try.

"Then go back to the ballroom and find Dr. Archer." Mick pulled the New Year's Day and took the lead to go to the second floor: "He is dressed as a mummy tonight, with white cloth wrapped around him, very easy to find, I will take you there ——In short, leave this floor quickly, I always feel that the light is getting darker and darker, and those people in the picture frame seem to be crawling out."

Mick's words made Marquis Jin tremble, and he glanced warily at the portrait on the wall.

They escaped from the third floor as if they were running away, and entered the ballroom. Sure enough, at the end of the year, they found Dr. Archer dressed as a mummy without any difficulty.

Doctor Archer is a pudgy figure dressed as an Egyptian mummy with cryptic symbols painted on his body.He was watching people drinking on the dance floor at the moment, took a glass of champagne, and sat quietly beside Dr. Archer.

"Hello, are you Dr. Archer? My friend once received treatment at your place, and it is said that he has received good care." Nian Weiji said.

"Huh? Hello." Dr. Archer turned to look at Nian Weiji: "Excuse me, you are..."

"My name is Neo, a stage actor." Nian Weiji nodded slightly: "My friend is also an actor, and he was diagnosed as a personality disorder, so he was asked by the supervisor to cure this pathological tendency."

"Oh, perverts." Dr. Archer sneered, "Why are there so many perverts I've heard recently? This society is really getting more and more depraved, and it's the lack of discipline that makes this kind of mentality The disease is getting worse."

"Hey, have you heard of any perversion?" Nian Weiji asked.

Dr. Archer: "That's Kamai—no, I can't tell. How is your friend, and has he recovered?"

"He's getting better." Nian Weiji said, "I heard that the host of tonight's banquet was also diagnosed as a pervert, and later recovered with the help of some old book. Does Dr. Archer have any clues about this? Because my friend also wants to find similar old books, and try to see if it works.”

"The host of the party... You mean Carmichael? I diagnosed his pathological sexuality, he is now healthy, and he invited me to the dinner party to express his gratitude. As for the old books, I think.. ...these are some very old and worn out books that seem to be about a myth."