Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 345 Invitation from the Investigation Bureau

Some information about the Investigation Bureau flashed through his mind. All abnormal people would be sent to unknown laboratories and forced to undergo various terrible and cruel experiments. He couldn't accept that his family members were still being tortured after their death, but he could do nothing now.

"What's the point of you keep repeating these words?" As Yuan Hui spoke, curse words crawled out from the corners of his mouth, looking extremely weird.

"This world doesn't depend on who is right or who is pitiful." Yuan Hui gently stroked the blood ring: "My two beloved ones have never done anything wrong, but just because others wanted to threaten me, they were brutally killed. They can't even be ghosts."

Resentment surrounded him, and curse words appeared in Yuan Hui's eyes: "I can let you go, but who can let them go? Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to get out of the way, then I will kill you too, you ghost story players deserve to die."

The ghost lines on his face seemed to understand Yuan Hui's words. A dark ghost shadow covered in blood crawled out from his left cheek and continued to grow. In the blink of an eye, it was several meters long.

Not being killed by the ghosts in the unusual incident, but being killed by the Investigation Bureau's lackeys, Luo Dong gritted his teeth. Despair and fear tortured every nerve in his body. The love and reluctance for his family stabbed his heart like a knife.

"I am the one who is holding them back... I have always been holding them back... I am really not a competent husband and an unqualified father. My daughter is right. I deserve to be hated and cursed by them..."

In the shadows in the distance, the flesh and blood ghost in Gao Ming's heart seemed to smell something delicious. The tired life opened his eyes. He heard Luo Dong's prayer and swallowed Luo Dong's will energy in big gulps.

The scars left by the gaze of the Lord of Blood City finally showed some improvement, and Shengxiang's eyes turned greedy when he looked at Luo Dong.

"Will energy and faith can fight against fate. Perhaps this is the only way for ordinary people to fight against fate." After seeing the situation of the flesh and blood ghosts, Gao Ming became more determined on the path he wanted to take. He wanted to gather together all the people who could reverse their fate in the future and tear apart this false nightmare together!
The ghost shadow that crawled out from Yuan Hui's left face pounced directly towards Luo Dong. Although its target was Luo Dong's son and daughter behind him, if Luo Dong still refused to dodge, the ghost shadow would directly pierce through his body.

Gritting his teeth, Luo Dong did not lower his open arms. With red eyes, he pushed his son away and said, "Take your sister with you! Run upstairs!"

Not only did Luo Dong not run away, he also chose to stay. He wanted to use his life to buy time for his family who had turned into ghosts.

Some of the investigators at the door turned their heads away, while others had already closed their eyes. With the coming of a disaster, tragedies like this would happen every day, but they had no other choice. If they left Luo Dong alone, his ghost family would soon become a source of pollution and trigger new abnormal events.

Faced with abnormal people and their families, investigators can only kill them or imprison them in the Shumi Research Institute and conduct all kinds of unimaginable terrible experiments.

The high-quality will energy was absorbed by the flesh and blood ghost, and it followed the example and once again took the initiative to respond to a living person.

"Yuan Hui!"

A familiar voice entered Yuan Hui's ears, and the ghost shadow that pounced on Luo Dong also paused.

Luo Dong's wife rushed to her family. Gao Ming also walked out from the shadows. He looked Yuan Hui up and down: "Old classmate, I haven't seen you for a few days. How come you have become a dog of the East District Investigation Bureau? Didn't you hate them the most when you were at Hande Private College?"

"Gao Ming?" Hearing Yuan Hui's words, all the investigators present became nervous. All the members of Class 13 of Hande Private Academy are ruthless people. It is said that the ghost story players were created by them.

After knowing Gao Ming's identity, the female host figured out some problems and immediately reported the situation here to her superiors. Her blood ring was also constantly vibrating.

"You're quite free, how does it feel to be wanted?" Yuan Hui and Gao Ming were roommates, but compared to other people, they were not very close. "It feels okay, but I'm a little curious, if the teacher knew that our whole class had become wanted criminals, would he faint from anger?" Gao Ming walked up to Luo Dong silently.

Looking at Gao Ming's back, Luodong, a grown man, was a little moved to tears. This brother is simply an angel.

He had fallen into the deepest despair, but he did not expect to be rescued by Gao Ming.

"You are the ones who are wanted. I have been working for all the citizens of Hanhai."

"Don't make your betrayal sound so noble. Do you really think I don't know how you and Zhuo Jun climbed up step by step?" The shadow under Gao Ming's feet was moving, and the big dog was hiding beside him.

When Gao Ming revealed the secret in his heart, Yuan Hui showed a terrifying smile. His personality had become somewhat distorted. The ghost lines on his left face continued to expand, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying.

However, Gao Ming was unmoved. The strength shown by Yuan Hui was not as good as those team leaders of Wanjie's security teams. Perhaps he had other cards up his sleeve.

"Wait a minute!"

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, but the female host suddenly ran out. She seemed to have received an order from above and whispered a few words into Yuan Hui's ear.

The curse words on his face slowly faded away, and Yuan Hui regained his sanity on the half of his face without the ghost lines. He looked at Gao Ming provocatively: "You are so lucky. The General Administration has changed its plan against you ghost story players."

"Based on my understanding of you, you must be trying to do something behind the scenes again." Gao Ming did not have any trust in the Investigation Bureau. As long as the Investigation Bureau was helping Fate maintain the original order, there would be irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides.

"Don't judge others by your own standards. A few days ago, black fog inexplicably appeared on the border of Hanhai City, blocking all communications and roads. Now Hanhai has become an isolated city." After getting approval from his superiors, Yuan Hui told Gao Ming this information.

"So your investigation bureau is also panicking?"

"No matter what, we are all living people. Internal friction will only make the disaster spread faster. The General Administration just doesn't want to see the situation deteriorate further, so it wants to cooperate with you." Yuan Hui did not tell Gao Ming that only living people can enter the black fog: "Team 13 is the core of the ghost story players. Letting you go this time is the sincerity of the Investigation Bureau. I hope that after you go back, you can convey the Investigation Bureau's position to the others in Team 13."

Gao Ming didn’t know what the female host said to Yuan Hui, but he didn’t think the Investigation Bureau would be so kind.

"There are many clay sculptures that have escaped from Lishan Hospital. The most difficult ones have already spread their faith. The General Administration is preparing to gather all its forces to carry out a large-scale cleanup operation. Of course, this is also a screening and testing. All those who participate in the cleanup operation will receive generous rewards. Whether you are a front-line investigator, a ghost story player, or just an ordinary citizen, the General Administration will treat you equally."

Yuan Hui spoke righteously, but the ghost lines on his left face were twisted and hideous, and curse words kept pouring out.

"It's all for the vast sea."

(End of this chapter)