I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Land reclamation No.30 Six days [First update] The villa where the incident occurred

Feng Huai's heart beat twice when he heard the roar of the night watchman behind him.

His eyes darkened, he didn't stop, but quickened his pace, and quickly ran out of the opera house.

Tan Lin was placed on the doorstep by him, and after making an emergency call to explain the situation and location, he turned back immediately.

As soon as he ran close, he heard a loud "bang", the building in front of him collapsed, and countless dust and dust were raised in an instant, making people blinded.

Feng Huai subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

After a few seconds, the dust dispersed. He waved away the dust in front of his eyes, and saw Yu Ci striding out from the ruins.

Yu Ci was originally wearing a well-regulated tuxedo suit, which was the standard dress code for the concert, but now his tuxedo was missing, and the black suit vest inside was stained with balls of light white gray and stained with I don't know who's blood stained it.

Seeing Feng Huai standing in front of him unexpectedly, Yu Ci froze for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up, and he asked with a clear smile, "He came to look for me? Worried about me?"

【Hiss, can Yu Shen be more explicit? 】

【I'm really curious about what happened after that game back then. Yu Shen, who used to be a soft-spoken person, turned into a boring man】

[Where is this still boring?It's so clear...cough]

[It's a pity that the newcomer doesn't want to talk to me hahahahaha, with an indifferent face]

Sure enough, Feng Huai didn't answer, looking past Yu Ci's back, he saw that the place where the stage and backstage used to be was turned into ruins, God knows what happened.

He opened his eyes slightly, and in the ruins, he could vaguely see the baton that the night watchman always held in his hand.

Feng Huai forgot what Yu Ci said, and subconsciously asked, "Where's the night watchman?"

"Below." Yu Ci replied casually.

He looked at Feng Huai, hoping that Feng Huai would give him a little more reaction, but the other party didn't give him a look, but stared at the ruins instead.

"Pressed below?" Feng Huai took a light breath, and finally turned to Yu Ci, "Then what about you? What kind of game punishment will you receive?"

He still remembered the lesson from the last novice dungeon - if irreversible death damage was caused to the NPC in the game dungeon, the player would be punished by the game.

"He was just trapped under the rubble and still alive." Yu Ci said, smiling slightly, "Therefore, there is no punishment."

Feng Huai blinked: "Alive?"

Yu Ci responded, and took Feng Huai, who was still curious about the details, to stride out: "Get out of here before he wakes up."

As soon as they ran to the gate of the Grand Theater, they heard the siren of an ambulance approaching from far and near.

In order to save unnecessary trouble, the two hid in the corner of the street outside the theater until they watched Tan Lin being rescued by the ambulance personnel and carried into the ambulance.

"What are you going to do now?" Feng Huai asked, looking at Yu Ci.

The Night's Watch is trapped, and perhaps now is their best chance to explore the night at the Seaver Opera House.

But Yu Ci shook his head and said, "Let's go to a place."

Feng Huai frowned slightly, but soon, he heard a sound of debris collapsing from the opera house behind him, accompanied by the familiar roar of the night watchman—he was out of trouble.

"You don't want to face a night watchman who goes berserk." Yu Ci said, "Besides, the game is over if he calls out his name. It's not worth the risk."

Feng Huai frowned and looked back at the dark gate of the opera house. The lightning of the baton was more striking in the darkness, and the tall shadow of the night watchman could be vaguely seen flashing through the darkness.

He had to agree with Yu Ci's statement.

"Let's go to No. 369 Yingmu Road." Yu Ci said.

"Where is that?" Feng Huai had some impressions of this address, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it before.

They raised their hands to stop a taxi, and after reporting the address, the taxi driver glanced at Yu Ci and Feng Huai in the rearview mirror: "Where are you going so late? Are you also going for that villa?"

Yu Ci didn't answer, just glanced lightly at their driver through the rearview mirror, and blocked the blood stains on his body indiscriminately.

The driver stared at Yu Ci, and for some reason, his heart shivered. He stopped talking, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out.

The scenery outside the window gradually changed from urban buildings to forest trails. Feng Huai frowned slightly, watching villas appearing in front of him every few tens of meters, as if they had come to a wealthy area.

The taxi meter jumped to 103 yuan and finally stopped. The driver turned to look at the two people in the back seat: "Hello, we're here."

The two stood in front of a single villa that was sealed off. The yellow cordon was crumbling, and it seemed that no one had cared about it for a long time.

After the taxi driver put the two of them down, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the area quickly, as if something unclean was chasing him here.

"This is... the house of the former band leader?" Feng Huai narrowed his eyes slightly and asked guessingly.

Blocked by such a large cordon, it has not been resold until now, an empty villa that seems to be deserted... There are not many options for Feng Huai to guess, and he thought of it almost immediately.

Yu Ci responded, set off the yellow cordon that was better than nothing, and got in first: "Since Xu Zhiming, the former head of the regiment, died in his villa, and until two years after the case was closed, this villa has not been changed. Sell ​​it."

"Even, most of the furniture inside still retains its original appearance." Yu Ci said, he gently turned the doorknob, and with a "creak", the door hinge made an unpleasant sound, opening the house for them.

Feng Huai raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Why?"

"I heard that at first a group of police officers who were planning to evacuate items from the police scene claimed that they were attacked by unknown resistance when they were planning to move things, like, there is something here that does not want them to change anything in the house .” Yu Ci said.

He stepped into the porch and felt for the electrical switch on the wall next to the corridor.

With a sound of "click", Yu Ci turned on the light of the villa.

This area is a single-family villa area for the rich, and each villa is separated by an extremely long distance, so there is no need to worry about whether others will notice when the lights are on here.

Feng Huai squinted his eyes a little, adapting to the sudden bright light in front of him.

He looked into the house, and saw that the left side of the corridor was the living room, and there were still stickers on the floor with the outline of the deceased's body left a few years ago.

Looking at the surrounding walls, the blood splattered on the day of the crime was extremely tragic, and one can imagine the situation that day without closing his eyes.

Feng Huai took a deep breath, only feeling that in this villa, the blood energy and Yin energy seemed to be imprisoned here, lingering for a long time, and there was an old and unpleasant smell in the air.

He asked: "You said that no one can change the arrangement of the things here?"

Yu Ci nodded.

Hearing this, Feng Huai tentatively reached for the photo frame on the wooden shelf beside him. The man in the photo frame was wearing a doctor's hat and smiling softly.It's Xu Zhiming.

Feng Huai stretched out his fingers to fiddle with it, and snapped the photo frame shut.

Nothing happened.

He looked at Yu Ci, raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"

Seeing this, Yu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look elsewhere.

; When the police collected evidence in this living room, there were nearly 40 small labels, some of which had been knocked down, while others were still standing in place.

Yu Ci took a fancy to a white sculpture next to a well-placed evidence board.

It looks like a pair of spread wings. The part close to the base is slender like a swan's neck, elegant and gorgeous. It is placed on a waist-high storage table with a "32" evidence plate on the side.

It may be that the police felt that it was of no practical use and was not taken back to the bureau.

Feng Huai let out a "huh", somewhat guessing what Yu Ci wanted to do.

Sure enough, when Yu Ci suddenly picked up the sculpture and was about to smash it to the ground, his palm received a strong impact, as if something had slammed into his palm.

Following that force, Yu Ci let go of his hand, and the sculpture flew into the air. After stagnating in the void for a short moment, it was thrown back to its original position safely.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly tightened his fists, squeezing the invisible force tightly in his palm, his knuckles were so hard that they turned white.

Feng Huai could clearly see that under Yu Ci's closed fist, a shape was clearly visible.

[Fuck, shit, shit, there are really unclean things! ! ! 】

【Stimulate! !Late at night to investigate the haunted villa or something!I think I can open a copy alone! 】

【ls1】

[Hahahaha, am I the only one who thinks the rookie is skinny?It's so cute to poke the photo frame with your finger! 】

[Then Yu Shen demonstrates the correct posture of Lei-lei hahahha]

Looks like a slender stick.

Feng Huai frowned, and a thought flashed through his mind, but before he could catch it, he saw the lights in the living room, corridor, and all the rooms flickering, as if the circuits were aging, or they were out of power, flickering It was so dark that it made people palpitate for no reason.

【Ah, fuck this familiar scene!Evil spirits are haunted, run away! ! 】

[Holy water sprinkled with salt - bullet - gun! 】

【Hiss—I seem to see something floating through the corridor? ? 】

Feng Huai felt the skin on the back of his neck turn cold, and a trace of numbness quickly climbed up his back. His pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly turned to look at the corridor behind him.

The wall lamps in the corridor flickered on and off, making the sound of electric current passing through.

Yu Ci gathered his palms together and waved his hand violently, as if he had knocked something out, and the dusty teacup placed on the coffee table shattered out of thin air.

"It seems that the so-called unknown resistance attack is selective." Yu Ci said indifferently, as if the attack he received just now was just a simple test.

He looked around, the light bulb flickered as if it was about to explode, and the whole room became weird because of it.

Feng Huai tried his best to ignore the influence of the flickering light around him, and said with a frown, "This option can be used by us. It's more like a hint, as long as we find the law and reason behind it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crazily flickering lights in the whole villa suddenly stopped, returning to the original stable light, as if the crazily like a nightclub disco just now did not exist at all.

"It seems that your words have been approved by them." Yu Ci said.

"They?" Feng Huai raised his eyebrows.

Following Yu Ci's gaze, he looked at a glass wine rack full of red wine bottles.

All the wine bottles in the wine rack pushed out the corks one by one out of thin air, and the red wine gushed out quickly, filling the entire glass wine rack.

The rich aroma of wine slowly diffused into the room, Feng Huai and Yu Ci stood in front of the glass wine rack, watching the wine red quickly fill the field of vision.

Under the reflection of a piece of wine-red glass, one after another human figures appeared in the reflection of the glass.