I have a cub that escapes the boss

The weather is bad and the traffic is inconvenient.It was past twelve o'clock when the painter stopped the car.

With a burning heart, he followed Mary's instructions and went upstairs.

Before knocking on the door, the house number that Mary had mentioned earlier was already opened.It was bright inside, but there was no one who opened the door.

The artist paused and heard Jiang Lin say, "Let's go."

Jiang Lin saw Mr. Liang who opened the door.

Moreover, at first glance, there appears to be an odd harmony among the several ghosts in the house.

Walking inside, the artist saw Zheng Xin lying on the ground, with his mouth open for some reason, and a pained face, comatose.

He looked away, and heard a gentle and laughing voice from the sofa, saying, "Mr. Wu? Please sit down."

Then, an invisible force pushed the painter gently.

The door of the house is closed, blocking the cold wind and rain outside.

Mary leaned out from the glass surface of the coffee table, leaned into Ji Hanchuan's ear, and muttered.

She said, "Boss, your prop—"

Ji Hanchuan: "Huh?"

Mary: "It seems to work."

Ji Hanchuan looked at her sideways.

As a medieval female ghost, Mary is the one who has the least idea of ​​the painter's identity as a "hacker" among all the illustrations present.

She knew that she was "well-organized" at the moment, but she couldn't figure out what a "video game" was, let alone Ji Hanchuan's plan.

So other illustrated books still hesitated and didn’t know what attitude to use to face the painter, but Mary was able to be frank and frank, and gave advice to the boss, saying: “But if you give him the props, he will also be drawn in.”

Ji Hanchuan paused: "Pull it in?"

Mary: "Yes, become a player."

Ji Hanchuan was taken aback.

This is a surprise.

He looked at the painter with a different scrutiny attitude, and thought: Seems pretty good too?

Ji Hanchuan tried it before, and he knew that people who were not participants of "Abyss Game" could not see the game board on their mobile phones.This was originally a big problem in the next transaction between him and the painter, but according to Mary, because of Jiang Lin's accidental death, this problem was solved easily.

He spoke to Mary without specifically avoiding the painter.But he didn't mean to leave him alone, and soon, Ji Hanchuan turned his attention to the middle-aged man in front of him - he couldn't see Jiang Lin, only heard from the illustrations around him that the artist's live-in partner, Jiang Sir, was also there.

Ji Hanchuan cut to the chase and said, "Mr. Wu, I heard Mary tell you something about you."

The painter paused and said, "In this case, I want to know first what kind of help Mr. Han can provide."

Ji Hanchuan smiled slightly and said, "Mary told me before that Mr. Jiang is very unstable now. He may need some 'external force' help."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of cards from his pocket and spread them out in front of the artist——

The artist can only see two of them, namely "Pokémon Ball (Shanzhai)" and "Chu Shihan's Doll".

But Ji Hanchuan and the painter were aware of this respectively.

The painter could see that what Mr. Han just took out probably included more than the two in front of him.

Ji Hanchuan also noticed that the artist seemed to only be able to see two unbound challenge cards.

But this has made him relieved.

Ji Hanchuan pointed at the "Pokémon Ball (Shanzhai)", pushed the golden card slightly outward, and handed it to the artist.

The painter lowered his head and looked at the description above.

In his opinion, this scene was actually a bit ridiculous.But the most ridiculous thing was that he really had to resort to this.

Jiang Lin watched with the painter.

The painter looked sideways at his lover.Xiao Jiang's skin was more blue and purple than before.The small mole on his forehead is more clearly seen.

Jiang Lin said, "Ask clearly."

The painter took a deep breath, turned his head, and said, "I don't quite understand what Mr. Han means."

Ji Hanchuan said, "Do you still remember what I told you at the beginning?"

Of course this will not be forgotten.

The artist said: "A 'virus' spreading to the real world..."

As he spoke, he seemed to realize something, blinked his eyes slowly, and said, "Mr. Han, you mean that Xiao Jiang's current appearance, as well as the things around you, are all affected by the 'virus'? "

And Han Chuan came to him because he wanted him to "kill the virus"?

Although the artist couldn't see it, Jiang Lin gave him a rough description, and the artist knew that besides Han Chuan and Mary, there were seven other "people" in this room.And the man on the ground was not just lying alone, but was covered with hair all over his body, and his mouth was filled with black hair with thin watery luster.

The artist imagined this scene, his heart felt cold, and at the same time, he became more eager.

It was his first encounter with such supernatural events, so in the eyes of the artist, the more terrifying the environment around Han Chuan and the calmer Han Chuan was, the more likely it was that Xiao Jiang's situation could be "solved".

As for the man on the ground, the painter didn't care.

Whether he is a victim of a burglary or a self-inflicted villain has nothing to do with the painter.

Most of the reason why he was able to be good was because he was influenced by Jiang Sir.Now that Jiang Sir is in prison, the painter must pull his lover out no matter what—at least, he must share the burden with him.

Ji Hanchuan explained: "To be precise, it's a kind of 'game'." He paused in the middle of speaking, "I was not 'silenced' just now, right?"

The painter was puzzled at first.

He replied, "No."

The man in front of him seemed to be relieved, and said with a smile: "That's right, I also tried to show the 'game' related screens to other people before, but they didn't seem to see it. I'm really worried. Now Mr. Wu Also 'inaudible'."

The painter was silent for a moment.

He suddenly realized that he might have "overestimated" the man in front of him.

On top of him, there is another behemoth that is powerful and cannot be ignored.And judging from this man's attitude, it seems that he wants to fight against the giant, and he is the spear he found.

Ji Hanchuan said, "Have you ever played Double Six? Or Monopoly?"

The painter nodded.

Ji Hanchuan said: "The game I'm playing is similar to these two. Rolling the dice once a day means that the character will move on the board. The two cards you see," he said among a pile of cards of different colors. , Pull out "Pokémon Ball (Shanzhai)" and "Chu Shihan's Doll", "... respectively, after stepping on the 'Prop Box', open the box and open it. Compared with the completion of the task high, so it fell."

The artist thought for a while and said, "Sounds like Jumanji?"

Ji Hanchuan smiled and said, "That movie? Yes, it seems to be similar, but not the same. It also combines some board games from recent years. It seems to have a fixed card pool? Well, I'm still exploring."

The painter opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Ji Hanchuan said calmly: "Mr. Wu, tonight is still very long, we should all have enough time. I think you should make a decision after you have a good understanding of what you will face in the future."

The painter raised his brows slightly and looked at the man in front of him.

Han Chuan sat there, with light and shadow flickering behind him.

He thought to himself: This is a dangerous role.

The artist said, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for introducing me."

Ji Hanchuan slightly curved his lips.

Next, he tried his best to describe to the artist the various situations that would appear in the board game "Abyss Game" as carefully and methodically as possible, and used the illustrations around him as examples.During the period, I did not forget to mention the "team formation" gameplay.

After all this was finished, Mrs. Lu happened to find a box of green oranges on Zheng Xin's desk, so she brewed two cups and brought them to Ji Hanchuan and the painter.

She is in a complicated mood.

Unlike Mary, who didn't understand anything and wanted to actively meddle, she and her husband knew exactly what Mr. Han wanted to do the moment they knew the identity of the artist.

He wanted to destroy the foundation of the entire "Abyss Game".

However—is it possible?

Mrs. Lu looked at the painter carefully.

In the past, she and her husband were ordinary people living ordinary lives.What hackers and hackers have nothing to do with their lives.

But now, they were in the same room, facing Han Chuan together.Mrs. Lu returned to the dining table and looked at her husband.

She thought: Is it a coincidence?Or is Mr. Han interested?

According to what Mr. Han said, when he found the painter, he, his husband, and Wang Wu were not by Mr. Han's side, leaving only the confused Liang Xiao and Mary who didn't know why.

So Mrs. Lu and Mr. Lu didn't know Han Chuan's plan until now.

In the artist's eyes, the tea tray floats from the sky.

After Han Chuan picked up a cup of green orange tea, he also said "thank you" to a certain direction in the void.

Following this "thank you", the painter's gaze drifted over, and he heard Jiang Lin say, "It's a woman."

Jiang Lin objectively described: "Thirty to forty years old, with black shawl hair..." He frowned and murmured, "It looks familiar."

I don't know if he stayed in the house for a long time now, or his mood changed.After all, Ji Hanchuan heard Jiang Lin's words.

Ji Hanchuan said, "Does Mr. Jiang think Sister Xue looks familiar?" After thinking for a moment, "Maybe Mr. Jiang handled the previous case." He said a place name, "It's the bus bombing case before."

Jiang Lin frowned: "Yes, I have an impression."

The eyes of the two collided, and then moved away.

Ji Hanchuan said: "My illustration book tells me that if Mr. Wu is willing to accept this item card and use it on Mr. Jiang, then Mr. Jiang will become your 'illustration book'. And you will be drawn closer to "Abyss Game" Board games, become a player like me."

He paused, and then said: "The chessboard has a total of 30 squares except the starting point. Now the fastest player has reached over [-] squares, but there are still more than a dozen people." Ji Hanchuan spread his hands, " Myself, I am in No.[-]. If Mr. Wu joins now, he will start from scratch—a reminder, when we 'senior' entered the chessboard, we once got a reminder."

In the middle of speaking, Ji Hanchuan suddenly felt a delicate mood.

But he went on.

"—don't be the last one to reach the finish line."

When his voice fell, the artist interfaced and said: "Mr. Han can pull me into the game, does this mean that I can also pull others into the game in the future?"

Ji Hanchuan's eyelids trembled, he was noncommittal: "Maybe."

The painter said: "In this way, no one will ever be 'the last'."