When someone with depression enters the horror game

"Xiao Wang, do you really know the murderer?"

Xiao Wang leaned on the table, wondering what Jinxi is and He Xi: "I once said that no matter what she looks like, I can recognize her."

Xiao Wang opened the phone photo album.

"Shen Lian, let's go separately." Painted Skin Ghost said casually.

"You want me to die?"

"It's your fault that you died, what's none of my business?"

Shen Lian sighed.

"Why are you sighing? It's love to help you, and it's only natural not to help you."

Shen Lian smiled: "Of course I didn't sigh because of this, I was just thinking, a woman's heart is like a child's face, it changes too fast."

"Heart? Doesn't exist." Painted Skin Ghost even acted cute.

"Then let's separate at the fork in front."

"What are they talking about?"What is not dead...』

"Who knew, you're addicted to role-playing?Or is it an invisible promotion for a new drama? 』

"I think it should be propaganda. 』

"Xiao Wang, are you sure!?"

Xiao Wang smiled bitterly: "Let's compare the photos, the distance between eyebrows and eyes cannot be fooled."

——And the intuition of the brainless fan.

"I think both a search warrant and an arrest warrant can be issued," Xiao Wang added. "The victim and...Zhang Wanniang did have a conflict some time ago, and they even have a criminal motive."

Stars in the entertainment industry will always tear up for no reason, from TV drama scripts to brand endorsements, the easiest thing to tear up... is their face.

How beautiful is Zhang Wanniang?She is so beautiful that no female celebrity is willing to take a photo with her, even if the seat next to her is C, the group of women will vacate that seat, just to not stand next to her.

There are a lot of flaws in her acting skills, but that face can indeed be played. The most terrifying thing is that it is obviously the same face. One day is pure and the other is decadent, but the nature is cold, and the temperament is not heavy.Being a fan of such an idol brings surprises every day.

Zhang Wanniang had such a beautiful face, but she met someone who was just as beautiful.

The fans of the two families tore up, and the sky was darkened, the sun and the moon were darkened.

"The victim's fan... gave Ms. Zhang a black and white posthumous photo, saying that she was going to give Ms. Zhang a funeral... Now that I think about it, with Ms. Zhang's character, she should have personally killed people at the time, but she didn't make any movement at that time... You all know that I am a die-hard fan of Zhang Wanniang, and I can recognize her when she wrapped herself up as a fat aunt at the airport..." Xiao Wang frowned, feeling like he was still dreaming, almost incoherent .

Shen Lian and Painted Skin Ghost separated, and faintly heard Painted Skin Ghost's voice in another corridor: "Where are you..."

She is looking for someone?

But it has nothing to do with him, Shen Lian thought as he walked, and felt that Painted Skin Ghost was really shrewd.

"Boss, after data analysis, it is preliminarily determined that there is a 90.00% possibility that it is her!"

The criminal police captain frowned: "Where is she now?"

The police under him were about to investigate, but they heard Xiao Wang say weakly: "She recorded a variety show in the newly built haunted house in the city."

"One team and I will go to her house with her agent, and the other team will go to the haunted house. Be careful not to startle the snake!"

"Yes!"

The veteran cadre's star is a bit troublesome.

His character design requires him not to yell when he sees a ghost.

However, this is almost impossible for a person of normal guts.

So he subconsciously reminded himself not to bark, and moved forward slowly.

A white shadow slid past his eyes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He swallowed, and continued walking.

It seems that someone is singing nursery rhymes around, the tune is obviously cheerful but reveals a sense of disobedience.

Maybe it's not singing, but humming, because he can't hear the lyrics clearly, he can only hear the tinkling tune.

"Wow, there is a bgm here! 』

"I can't take it anymore, heroes continue. 』

"I also have a little..."

There seemed to be someone behind him... He felt his hairs stand on end.

Do you want to...turn around?The cold wind poured in along the neck.

How can there be wind?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh what time did that thing behind him appear! 』

"No feet!It's not like a projection either!How did the staff do it! 』

"It's... so scary..."

Zhang Wanniang's agent felt that all the policemen were sick.Although he is not a busy man, he doesn't want to waste time looking for keys and then going to Zhang Wanniang's house to cooperate with the investigation.

"I said comrade policeman, are you making a mistake?"

The agent chattered as he opened the door, and then carefully looked at the police documents and search warrants.

The door opened, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with the female celebrity's home. It wasn't cozy, nor was it particularly cold.

There is a photo on the table in the living room. In the photo, two people are smiling brightly.

Zhang Wanniang and... Shen Lian?

The captain looked at Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang stammered: "I... I asked Shen Lian at the time, and he said it was hype by the brokerage company..."

The agent was puzzled: "No, our company is crazy to let an [-]th-tier company go crazy. This should be Wanwan's personal behavior, and I don't care."

Xiao Wang staggered.

They searched everywhere and found nothing wrong, including the bedroom.

"Wait, is that next to the bedroom?"

"Cloaker room." The manager was speechless.

The door of the cloakroom opened with a slight push, and everyone walked in.

"Ah!" a policewoman screamed.

It wasn't the beautiful clothes in the room that made her scream, of course, but what was on the other wall.

No matter how you look at it, they all look like pieces of...human skin.

The agent didn't know what she was calling. The agent had never seen human skin, and he wouldn't think in that direction.

The captain's face was solemn: "Call the forensic doctor and inform Team B to control the suspect as soon as possible. Also, what's going on with Shen Lian!?"

The star set by the veteran cadres is still struggling with whether he should look back.

But soon he didn't need to worry about it.

Because he felt something lightly pressed against his neck.

He didn't know whether he should stop where he was or run wildly.

"What the hell is that thing doing! 』

"I'm envious that the staff can touch my idol qaq..."

"Why do I feel weird..."

"What's that on the neck?Nails? 』

It was indeed nails that touched the neck, and those nails were also pale, and they gently scratched the star's neck.

"Boom!" Xing Xing fell down in response, his neck was separated, and blood flowed profusely.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! 』

"what happened! 』

"Don't panic, are the special effects filmed in advance! 』

"I called the police! 』

"Damn it!Fuck!Fuck! 』

"Oh my god……"

Most of the audience stayed in front of the screen.

The director and production team also stayed in front of the screen, unable to recover.

The assistant director yelled, "Hurry up and call the police!"

Everyone was on the phone in a hurry.

The director made a "plop" and sat on the ground unable to get up.

Shen Lian heard the nursery rhyme, ding ding dong dong, digging out the weird part, the tune is actually quite nice.

He put his hands in his pockets and hummed along to the tune.

"Which way does Shen Lian go! 』

"Oh my god... I..."

"Can the production team give me an explanation!What is going on now...」

"Fuck, Shen Lian is going to go there..."

Shen Lian sang nursery rhymes and walked forward.

"Brother, please stop singing..."

Then he saw a headless man lying on the ground, his head rolled on one side.

Shen Lian raised her foot subconsciously, wanting to see if her shoes were stained with blood.

Then he suddenly discovered something - when he was in Xinshou Village, he would put his clothes on the corpse, bow, and say the dead rest in peace.

Sure enough, people will change with the environment.

He sighed so sadly, then turned his head and prepared to go another way.

Then he almost kissed a pale ghost.

"Woc... I'm a bit afraid to watch..."

"My language is incoherent..."

Shen Lian took out her hand from her pocket and took out a piece of yellow paper. The yellow paper ignited without fire, and the ghost in front of her disappeared.

——This ghost-killing talisman brought from the fairy tale world was finally used up.

"Wanwan is so smart." Shen Lian sighed.

She was shrewd enough to separate from him, not protect him, and put him in danger by the way, consuming his talisman paper that could threaten her.

Although it is silly at times, it is not foolish at times like this.

If Zhang Wanniang still had a conscience for him, she wouldn't let him encounter such messy ghosts again.

"A woman's heart..." Shen Lian continued to sigh.

"? 』

"What happened again? 』

"?What did he come up with? 』

"Wanwan...smart? 』

"Woc, do you remember the question of "whether you will die after separation" that Shen Lian discussed with your empress at the beginning!Did they know anything! 』

"Where's your wife? 』

"Young lady seems to be looking for someone slowly. 』

The police came to the location of the show and took control of the film crew.

The director trembled and said: "Comrade police... Hurry up... Go and see... Dead... Dead people..."

The police also admired this man's luck, saying: "It's not just the dead, we came here to catch serial killers."

"I... we have... how can there be..."

"Ms. Zhang Wanniang."

The director hoped he was dreaming.

"The special police need to enter the scene. We need a 3D map of the haunted house. In addition, please turn on all the reserved lights in the haunted house."

"Okay, okay," the director yelled at the prop crew with sweat all over his face, "Go and turn on the lights!"

A few minutes later, the staff of the props team said anxiously: "It can't be opened! Obviously there is nothing wrong with the circuit! It's really a bright day..."

He suddenly stopped, only to feel a coolness crawling from the soles of his feet to the top of his head under the sun.

Zhang Wanniang strolled in the courtyard, talking to herself as she walked, "Where are you..."

"I said, where are you..."