The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

"What, dead?"

When Chen Luyao entered the suspect's home, the suspect was slumped against the cabinet and was not breathing.A fruit knife was inserted into the trachea of ​​the corpse, which was a fatal injury. At the same time, the corpse was holding a frying pan in its right hand, and there was a lot of blood on the back of the frying pan.Judging by the amount of bleeding, ordinary people wouldn't last long if they didn't go to the hospital for stitches in time, but Chen Luyao knew that the murderer didn't have the guts to show up in the hospital.

Chen Luyao felt his hands and feet were cold, and his hairs stood on end.This was not because they saw the murder scene, but because the murdered person was a suspect they had tracked down for a long time.The suspect was killed, and the murderer was someone else, which meant that all the reasoning and tracking of the task force came to naught.In contrast, many smart criminals have escaped the law. Unsolved cases are fascinating, but the criminal police who handle the case have to examine their performance.

Once justice is in conflict with life, it is not so open and aboveboard.

Originally, as long as the murderer was caught, this feat would directly allow him to be promoted to a deputy director-level cadre. There are not many major cases that a young criminal policeman can encounter.Before that, Chen Luyao was so confident in his ability to handle cases that he deliberately ignored some doubts.But now the facts are in front of him, his conclusion is wrong, which not only means that there is no hope of promotion, but the pressure of public opinion can overwhelm him.

There were many footsteps approaching outside the door, and others followed.

Chen Luyao couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off his head, no, there's still time!Now he is the only one who saw the first scene, and the only thing with traces of the murderer is the frying pan.Chen Luyao's mind was blank, only his hands moved quickly, he quietly took down the iron pan, washed it carefully and dried it, and put the iron pan on the gas stove.

Everyone knows that this suspect has a lot of criminal records, and he was also a piece of social trash when he was alive.Now that he is dead, no one will be willing to defend him.Moreover, the director and the deputy director have been dragging on this case for a long time, and they are eager to close the case as soon as possible.Chen Luyao was the only one in the entire task force focused on finding the murderer. Once he gave up, no one would continue to investigate the case thanklessly.

The most important thing is that the real murderer is not long to live. Chen Luyao has a premonition that if he does not use this corpse as a scapegoat, he will miss an excellent opportunity.

When other people rushed into the scene, what Chen Luyao gained was his reputation, as well as his sense of justice that has since collapsed.

【game over. 】

[All players please stand on the altar, and now announce the points ranking. 】

The chandelier in the temple cast white light again, and with the end of the sermon, the director's broadcast sounded as scheduled.

Everyone's clothes were soaked in bright red liquid, and it was a bit difficult to walk.Only Nian Weiji and Wei Zixu were not harmed by the light, and their clothes were less red than the others.When they walked up to the altar and the air was completely silent, they saw that the sun was shining in the sanctuary, and the phantom lights projected from the stained glass were intertwined. There was no cruelty of the death game here.

[In this round of games, the "middle-aged and elderly" group suffered the most injuries, ranking third, with a score of 0. The "Godofnoone" group suffered moderate damage and came in second with a score of 1. The "demon" group suffered the least damage and ranked first with a score of 2.At the same time, if the props of two players in the "Godofnoone" group are damaged, each player will lose 1 point. 】

I didn't expect that the integrity of the props would be liquidated separately. The director's reminder is very important, and protecting the props is a priority.At the end of the year, he was very glad that he had protected Wei Zixu's bouquet and high heels.

[To sum up, the current overall ranking is: "Godofnoone" group has 19 points, ranking first. The "Devil" group has a total of 19 points, tied for first place. The "middle-aged and elderly" group has a total of 16 points, ranking second. 】

[The team eliminated after this round of games is the "middle-aged and elderly" group. 】

Nian Wei was relieved, and he was also relieved to hear that there was another person beside him.He turned his head and saw Chen Luyao took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his chin with his wrist.

"It's over."

Unexpectedly, Chen Luyao's movements and speech were natural, without any sense of stiffness.Chen Luyao put on his hat again. Out of professional habit, he straightened the brim of his hat. "It seems that today's 'Death Theater' is starring me. Director, I have a request, well, I beg you, give me some time, let me walk to the third floor by myself, don't use that uncomfortable way Transport me down to the third floor. This round of games ended early, so I don't think it will be a problem."

Chen Luyao was very calm when he said this, but the others looked at him in shock.Knowing that he was going to be executed, his reaction was different from the previous few people, that calm attitude seemed to have just reached a long-awaited ending.Chen Luyao is not an emotionally deficient patient. Before yesterday, he would feel angry and disturbed when everyone was executed.It's just that yesterday afternoon, Nian Wei already remembered that Chen Luyao fell into a kind of self-contradictory frenzy, but now he can't see the wavering at that time at all. Has he already got the answer?

"The scenery on this floor is very good, and the sunshine is comfortable. I want to take a walk after I get out of the church. The condemned prisoners will be cleared before they go to the execution ground. Can you agree to my request?" Chen Luyao said.

Director didn't answer.A few minutes later, there was no mechanism to suck Chen Luyao in. It seemed that the director acquiesced to his request.

"Thank you very much." After Chen Luyao finished speaking, he was about to take a step, but stopped in the next second.

On the altar, the five of them stood loosely in a line, with Chen Luyao at the far right. "Everyone, I'm not friends with you. I didn't expect you to be by my side at the end of my life." Chen Luyao said in a low voice: "I don't expect to hear any words of farewell, but before I leave, I There is still something I want to tell you."

"This is my skill card: 'Justice'." Chen Luyao raised his right wrist and showed a Tarot card.The card shows a puppet sitting on a throne, holding a scale in one hand and a sharp sword in the other, "'In a quiet place, I am justice.' That's right, 'justice' is both a psychological suggestion, it all depends on how I say it, Mick, You can't use this skill well, don't play with firecrackers."

"The end of the year." Chen Luyao turned to the end of the year; "You are indeed a lucky person, I hope you will always be so lucky. You and your teammate cooperate very well, and he—" Chen Luyao suddenly rushed to Wei Zixu blinked, "The design is wonderful."

Chen Luyao finished these few words briefly, then walked down the altar leisurely, and waved to them with his back turned: "You guys go too, don't be slower than actors."

At the end of the year, he followed Wei Zixu out of the church, and when the breeze blew, he felt his clothes stick to his body.Nian Weiji reached out to pull the cuff, trying to pull the sleeve away from his arm. As the fabric pulled his skin, he felt a pain like a bee sting.

"Your arm was pierced by a bullet." Wei Zixu turned around and said, "You were bruised by many bullets, and the liquid on the clothes has additives, which will irritate the wound. Bear with it, wait until the second Let me wash it for you."

"Okay..." Nian Wei had put down his hands, and with his arms propped up, he followed Wei Zixu stiffly.Wei Zixu put on glass high-heeled shoes, walking tremblingly, the two of them were like wounded soldiers.

Today's game is going fast, it's not yet midday, the sun is above the clouds, the diffuse rate is high, and the temperature is comfortable.At the end of the year, I looked around, but I didn't see Chen Luyao.Perhaps he went around to the back of the church, as he said, he wanted to take a walk on the top floor with the best view, stretch his legs on the granite floor tiles, admire the steeple of the church, and complete his last journey in life.

But the others didn't have this leisurely mood. They hurried across the square, entered the elevator, and went straight to the third floor.

The third floor is just like when they first entered the game, the lighting is cold, the decoration style is modern and serious, and an atmosphere of anxiety and anxiety permeates from every corner.The elevator from the top floor connects to the long table room of the game on the first day. This room is plainly decorated, with nothing but a long table and chairs.On the four walls, there are also projections representing different groups, and now only the flags of "Demon" and "Godofnoone" are still lit, the other four groups are gray, and the memories they left behind are also blurred.

The side of the long table room facing the theater is a glass wall. Now the theater is dark, and there are several strange figures reflected in the glass.Nian Weiji saw his and Wei Zixu's figures reflected on the glass, like the scene on the first day when they formed a team, but now they are both in tatters and they are closer, it feels really strange.At the end of the year, I remembered that the situation was chaotic at that time, and Chen Luyao was the first to calm down, leading the others to analyze the current situation and search for clues.Six days have passed, and his impression has not changed. At the end of the year, he is a little curious about what will be staged in his theater of death.

At this time, the lights of the theater came on, and the glass wall in front of them came down, and they continued to walk towards the theater.

"This is really strange." Chen Luyao stood on the stage and looked towards the dark auditorium. "After watching the theater of death for so many days, only today I don't feel nervous."

Chen Luyao was surrounded by a horseshoe-shaped mold, and the vertical panel directly in front of him was transparent. He was sticking to the transparent vertical panel and looking at the auditorium.Above the mold, the mechanical sprue is translated, towards the edge of the mold.Next to the sprue, a youth is projected on the edge of the mold.The young man looked to be in his early twenties, with an ordinary appearance, his clothes were a bit worn out, and he looked very sluggish overall.Chen Luyao also noticed the projection of this young man, but his expression was confused, he did not know this young man.

"It's molten steel..." Nian Weiji frowned as he looked at the molten steel spout and thought, the temperature of molten steel is 1300 degrees Celsius, pouring it on the human body can directly melt bones.Compared with the tragic death of the previous few people, this kind of death penalty may be better.

The light focused on the young man, who pushed the sprue and said slowly: "Officer Chen, you may not even know my existence, but you are the person who has the deepest influence on me."

"People can't choose a family, right? I got a bad hand. My mother doesn't know who it is, and my father is a gambler. It's good luck that I didn't starve to death. If there is any hope for a person like me to live, it is Study hard and leave this original family as soon as possible." The young man touched the sprue with one hand, and looked down at Chen Luyao from top to bottom. What's the matter, the police hang around our house every day, but I didn't hate the police at the time, I knew my father was a bad guy, and seeing the police made me feel at ease."

"But not you."

The young man suddenly pushed down the sprue, and hot molten steel sprayed out like a shower. Chen Luyao was looking up at the young man, and was immediately poured on his body by the hot molten steel. He quickly knelt down and hugged his head, Avoid spilling molten steel on the skull.This was a solution of over 1000 degrees, which melted through his flesh in an instant, and a few wisps of black smoke billowed from his body.Chen Luyao let out a low growl in pain, but he couldn't avoid it. The molten steel poured from the sprue was facing him. The pouring chassis was horizontal. When the molten steel accumulated to a certain amount, it would fuse his feet and make him whole. People melted in the hot molten steel.

"The first day I saw you, you rushed into our house, I thought you would help us, but you said my dad was a murderer. But my dad was not, he protected me from the murderer! He used the kitchen knife from the house , iron pan, everything that can be used to drive away the murderer, that is the only time my bastard father became a hero, compared with him, the police are bastards." The young man finished this sentence quickly, even a little angry Panting, the emotions that should have erupted were extinguished at the beginning, and he lost all motivation for everything.

"Officer Chen, do you know what kind of life the murderer's son leads?"

"Hiss, son, so you were there." Chen Luyao took a deep breath, stood up, endured the pain, and said to him, "You hate me, just hate me alone, I will die today Here, your hatred will come to an end. In fact, I hope that you are not a projection, but you are here, and you watch me die, so I don't have to feel guilty about you anymore."

"Before today, I suffered too much retribution for this incident. Our husband and wife have never had children. After five years of marriage, my wife died of breast cancer. All the troubles are like retribution, but they are not repaid on me. It must be repaid to my family and lover. If I said that I paid back this retribution by dying today, then I would feel relieved. The torture I have given myself these years is far more painful than the 'death theater'."

"I saw other people being executed, and I also doubted the justice of the death game, but in the end it was all wrong, and even the final judgment given by the law cannot be regarded as a real punishment. The real punishment is given by people themselves , the game of death is just meaningless entertainment."

The young man pressed the sprue for the second time. This time, Chen Luyao didn't dodge and let the molten steel pour over his head.

"Maybe for us, living is not the best ending."

The molten steel instantly melted through Chen Luyao's skull and destroyed his brain tissue.He didn't have time to feel the pain, and fell to the ground stiffly and twitched a few times.After confirming that Chen Luyao was out of breath, the young man completely depressed the sprue, and the molten steel filled the entire mold. After the molten steel solidified, a steel tombstone wrapped around Chen Luyao was formed.