Welcome to Nightmare Game III

"To my dear Nightingale: it's the 12th of December, the night before Christmas in my original world, but to me it's officially my job at the Inquisition On the third day. During these three days, too many unexpected things happened to me, especially last night, I almost died... Later, I went to the island of the undead to visit my tombstone, and this feeling was really amazing."

It was already two hours after get off work, Xiaoxiao sat in the office where she was left alone, and wrote a letter to her friend Aurora Hunter.She deleted some content that required confidentiality, and briefly summarized what happened in the past few days in the letter.

But when I was writing, a series of events that changed her forever in the past three days, but I couldn't write the thrilling and thought-provoking things.

She bit the pen holder with her teeth in distress, and wrote three pages of letter paper in deep thought.

"...I met a group of amazing people, my teacher, Mr. Qi, my colleagues, and even my enemies. None of them were mediocre. No matter what ideals they had, they were all for it. Work hard, and the world has indeed changed because of them. This made me feel like I was in the great changes of the times. There are many people silently guarding the world behind the scenes that I don’t know. Because of them, I believe that there will always be I believe so strongly that one day we can end the cruel rules of this world."

Xiaoxiao endured the urge to tell, and wrote painfully: "I also know a secret love story, but I promised to keep it a secret. I decided to keep the secret as part of my practice, and control myself not to abuse mind reading skills Together. It's hard to restrain yourself, but I will do it. You once said that living with a secret is not a joyful thing, but it has meaning. I think, you are right, you are always right. All along, you have guided me with your maturity and experience, and looking back now, I feel ashamed of my innocence."

—Don't read my heart, there is nothing in it but pain.Nightingale told her so.

This is Xiaoxiao's first and only attempt to read Nightingale's heart, which is the endless pain and loneliness in the chaotic darkness, the soul of a wanderer who has been chasing the aurora for a long time.She made Xiao Xiao feel that the hypocritical sadness in her heart was not worth mentioning.

Thinking of herself back then, Xiao Xiao covered her cheeks, so ashamed that she wanted to get under the covers and wrap her little quilt tightly.

When they met for the first time, she made a speech to Nightingale that "there is only pain left in my life, and I can no longer feel the meaning of living, so I just want to die".Without saying a word, Nightingale carried her to the edge of the cliff, grabbed her by the collar and asked her to make a choice.

There was a cliff behind her, and as long as Nightingale let go of her hand, she would fall to the bottom of the cliff and obtain what she called "the death she dreamed of".At that time, she shouted hysterically: "Then push me down!"

Nightingale smiled at her, her lips were eaten away by the dry wind of the desert and had small wounds, when she laughed, traces of blood leaked from the torn wounds, she licked her lips indifferently—— Then let go.

At the moment of the weightless fall, Xiao Xiao regretted it.

In the end, of course she did not die, and Nightingale saved her.

Frightened, she was as honest as a quail, and silently followed Nightingale. Nightingale took her to find some work in the underground ant city, allowing her to survive the crisis of running out of time to survive.This also makes Xiao Xiao feel unbelievable. Nightingale is an aborigine, but she is very familiar with the player's survival mode.She said that she used to have many friends from other places.Xiaoxiao curiously asked the names of those players, but Nightingale told her: Death will make them no longer have names.but……

Nightingale said something she couldn't understand until now. She said, "But death remembers their names."

This hunter who was chasing the aurora always confused her, but fascinated her at the same time. She ran after the nightingale like a clingy little follower, babbled a lot of silly things, and took risks with her with a stern face, just like that. , they became friends.Xiaoxiao unilaterally believes that Nightingale is her best friend.Nightingale smiled and said: Well, after twenty-five years of wandering alone, she finally has a living friend.

Xiaoxiao sighed softly, stopped those random thoughts, and continued to write: "Dear Nightingale, I can tell you proudly that I didn't read minds all day today, and only used them when I was interrogating the prison. , by relying on my mind reading skills and acting skills, I successfully caught several remnants lurking inside, and there was also a garbage newspaper that always edited my teacher's gossip. I also found out many fanatics, and the teacher praised me for this , it's a great start and I feel great!"

After writing this, Xiaoxiao couldn't help humming a song happily, and she quickly wrote the end of this letter.

"... my best friend, when I miss you, do you miss me? I miss the adventures with you. It was a short time, but I will never forget it. I desperately want to see you again , I hope that day will not be too long away.”

Putting down the pen, putting the letter into the envelope, I thought about how many stations and time it would take for this letter to finally be sent to the wandering friends, and how long it would take to get a reply.

When the world is far apart, how can we pass on this distant thought?

Xiaoxiao couldn't help thinking of Hrisvato White Coffee. She opened the letter and wrote on the back of the letter: "PS, you said you were going to the Demon World. The thing about Risvato white coffee, as for its function, I’ll wait for you to find out. PPS, bring more money, it’s really expensive!!!”

The metal rattle on the table rang suddenly, Xiao Xiao stood up immediately, she knew it was Mr. Qi calling her.

She hurried to the door of Mr. Qi's office and knocked on the door: "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

"I wrote you a daily training list, let's do it first." Mr. Qi said, and handed her the training list.

Looking at the series of items above, Xiaoxiao's smile gradually disappeared.

"Is it difficult?" Mr. Qi looked at her with a smile.

"No, I can definitely do it." Xiaoxiao said without tears.

"So confident? It's amazing, how many more items will I add to you?" Mr. Qi asked with a smile.

"No no no no!" Xiao Xiao shook her head vigorously.

Mr. Qi laughed softly, and handed her a key: "I have asked for a temporary dormitory for you. Before the interior of the court is cleared, you can live here first, and I will have someone take you there in a while."

Xiao Xiao responded and took the key.

"By the way, the desk you are using now belongs to Anna, right?" Mr. Qi suddenly thought of something.

"Yes." Xiao Xiao replied, she knew very little about Mr. Qi's previous secretary, and only heard Mr. Qi mention it when she first came here, and she died in the line of duty last week.

She left behind many traces: the neatly sorted documents on the desk, the neat work supplies in the drawers, and a notebook that was just unpacked, which contained the work schedule of the last week.But these traces belonged to the position of "Mr. Qi's secretary", not to "Anna" personally.

All personal, individual, and favorite things don't exist, which makes Xiao Xiao very confused. She can't find anything about this senior in her naturally sensitive observation sense, which is too sorry for her insight.

"Anna has a lot of materials in the safe. She is a very careful girl. She is very organized and can write work records. You can read them to get familiar with the work." As he said, Mr. Qi took out a book and wrote it down. The notebook full of memos, through which to find the password, is handed over to Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao tried to be clever, she poured water for Mr. Qi graciously, and offered to replace the wilting flowers on the coffee table.

Mr. Qi's eyes fell on the vase of flower arrangement that was no longer vibrant, but it seemed that he was looking at something more distant and untouchable.

"Give me that vase of flowers." Mr. Qi said calmly.

Taking the vase, Mr. Qi's fingers lightly touched the petals shaped like white roses. Under the nourishment of the source of rebirth, the withered flowers faded from the yellow and brown spots when they withered, and regained their vitality.

Fresh and delicate white double-petaled flowers are blooming layer upon layer. They are as white as snow, and like the quiet moonlight at midnight, silently conveying love and longing.

Not just love, not just longing.

All kind emotions and tender cares are blooming in human nature.

"That's it." Mr. Qi said softly, "It won't wither anymore in the future."

After leaving Mr. Qi's office, Xiao Xiao returned to her own office and opened the safe in the corner.

Inside the safe was a large stack of paper materials, and on top of it was a stack of notebooks, each with the word memorandum printed on the cover.

Open the first page of a certain book, which contains the date, work content and memos of each day.Each book records a quarterly work schedule, and from the graceful and elegant handwriting, Xiao Xiao vaguely sees the life of the girl named Anna in the past three years.

A letter fell out of the last notebook, and Xiao Xiao looked at it in surprise: "Please give this letter to Mr. Qi's new secretary."

Here is the letter from Secretary Anna to her:

Today is December 24th, 25th year of Twilight Township, and it will be the [-]th anniversary in a week. Every year at this time, I will write a letter and put it in my notebook. I am glad that the first two letters did not come in handy. I have destroyed it and hope the third letter will not be seen either.

But if you read this letter, it means that my soul has left my body and returned to the Lord.

I wasn't too surprised this day came.From a very young age, I knew that death was inevitable, even if I was lucky.To be born in the Twilight Land, grow up under the protection of the Prophet, work in the Trial House, and spend 22 years of my life safely, I am already much luckier than many ordinary people in the Northern Continent.

Thanks to my parents, they were originally Catholic believers who lived in the East Pole Diocese and made a living as shoemakers. After the East Pole Diocese was destroyed, they fled to the Twilight Land, where I and my younger brothers and sisters were born. .And we grew up safely.

If you are a foreigner, you may be confused.I know that in your world, such luck is not worth mentioning.In your world, survival is a matter of course, it does not require thinking, it does not require much effort, and it does not require much luck, it seems to be a natural and a matter of course - in your world , most people can actually live past 70 years old.But if you're an Aboriginal like me, you can understand how grateful I am.

But I'm still dead.This proves that it is not that I am particularly lucky, but that everyone alive is lucky.You are also in luck.

Now, lucky you, are you ready to become a qualified secretary?If yes, please read on, I will tell you about my work in detail, including a secret that is not difficult to find in this position, I wrote it at the end of the letter.I've kept this secret for three years, and now it's your turn.

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Xiao Xiaozai looked at the letter carefully. The more than ten pages of letter paper listed in detail the work she was responsible for, from the daily work of the Heresy Tribunal, to Mr. Qi's executive duties, and even the business of the devil world Negotiation process.More detailed information is marked in which file it can be found.

The letter also wrote a lot about Mr. Qi's daily habits: Mr. Qi likes to eat sweet Chinese food, and only drinks black coffee during working hours, but every night at midnight, he will definitely drink a few cups of Hrisvato white coffee...

Secretary Anna complained cryptically about her dissatisfaction with Mr. Qi's smoking, and was glad that he had finally made up his mind to quit smoking, for which she hid all the ashtrays.The girls in the Inquisition were overjoyed to hear that Mr. Qi wanted to quit smoking. Although he never influenced others and only smoked in his office or outdoors, everyone had heard him cough, especially in the past two years when he was physically ill. When it’s bad, every time I cough and can’t breathe, it’s worrying.

Everyone crowdfunded a "huge sum" and gave it to Anna. Anna bought a lot of candies and put them in his office. Every day she found that there were less candies in the drawer, but she never found those beautiful sweets in the trash can. glass candy wrappers.Later she learned that he collected all these colorful transparent candy wrappers and gave them to his teacher's sister—the girl named Sissy liked this kind of candy wrappers very much.

He obviously has a bad memory, but Mr. Qi will always remember these gentle little things.

She also showed her little trick of deceiving her boss to drink water: Mr. Qi would always forget to drink water when he was busy, until he was so thirsty, so she would pour him a glass of water every time he went in to report work, and he just He will unconsciously drink water while listening to the report.Every afternoon, she would check the amount of water in the kettle while pouring water, and after estimating, she would judge whether she should find some unimportant content to report before leaving get off work.

The letter also included Anna's flower arrangement guide, and only then did Xiao Xiao know that the flower arrangements in the offices of the Inquisition Tribunal were all Anna's works.And Mr. Qi especially likes one of the flowers that looks like a white rose, and the flower name is Moonlight Sea - the flowers in his office are flowers with beautiful names.

In the last pages of the letter, Anna wrote:

"Every year when I write a letter, I hesitate for a long time because I don't know what to say. Is there a story about 'me'? But I am a person without a story, and my ordinary life is not worth mentioning. The last thing I can tell you is the story about Mr. Qi. Remember when I wrote at the beginning, I want to tell you a secret? I will tell you a part of this secret that can be made public. "

"This is a story about love."

The author has something to say:

Secretary Anna's unique skill is to trick Le Mei into drinking water.

Like a shit shoveler who is worried about the cat drinking water and tries every means to cheat the water.