Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 365 Cruel Self-Reflection

"I am crazy, but don't you know why I am crazy?" Yuan Hui's whole face was distorted.

Shanda Gaoming had no idea what Yuan Hui was talking about: "I have forgotten a lot of things... If it is really because of me that you have become like this, then I am willing to apologize to you and I will do my best to make up for it!"

"Make up for it?" Yuan Hui's eyes were extremely vicious: "A life for a life! Then use your life to make up for it!"

Pulling out the knife hidden behind him, Yuan Hui rushed directly towards Gao Ming.

"Let's talk it over nicely! There must be some misunderstanding between us!" The kind-hearted Gao Ming ran away, but Yuan Hui didn't listen at all and chased after him like crazy. His speed was much faster than that of an ordinary person.

"Die! Die! All the mistakes started with you! Use your own life to reflect on them!" Yuan Hui's hysterical voice echoed far inside the building, and the apartment became even more lively.

"Keep your voice down, you'll attract other people." There were other security guards in the room where Yuan Hui was, and each of them had wounds on their arms.

The kind-hearted Gao Ming looked back and found that Yuan Hui was faster than him. The distance between them kept shortening. What was worse was that Yuan Hui had helpers!

"It's bad!" The kind-hearted Gao Ming ran back into the corridor. The ordinary Gao Ming who had hidden in advance waved at him, and the two hid in a room.

"The footsteps disappeared?" Yuan Hui came to the upper floor and looked at the corridor that suddenly became quiet: "Did they hide?"

With a cruel smile on his face, Yuan Hui looked at the rooms on both sides of the corridor. He touched the doors with his bloody fingers: "Why don't you run away? Why are you hiding like a mouse? I will return you tenfold the pain you brought me."

The blade chopped on the wooden door on the left, and Yuan Hui destroyed the door panel violently like a mad dog. He looked into the dark room.

"Isn't it here?" The first room on the left in the corridor was empty. Yuan Hui looked at the second room again. He had complete control of the initiative and was not so anxious now.

"Gao Ming, you know what? I don't hate Wang Jie and Xi Shan that much. I don't even care much about Qian Junran who used to laugh at me. But you, you are obviously not as good as me, why shouldn't you be the one being excluded and bullied!" The knife chopped on the wooden door, and Yuan Hui put his hand into the wound: "Situ An and Zhuo Jun imprisoned my wife and girlfriend. They promised me that as long as I can trick all of Class 13 into Hande Private College and complete the ceremony, they will return the person I love most to me, and give me endless money and the position of Director of the East District Investigation Bureau."

Yuan Hui's voice was filled with endless hatred: "We were about to succeed, but problems always occurred because of you!"

Yuan Hui kicked the door hard and opened another room: "Hide! Keep hiding!"

Yuan Hui's teammates appeared on the other side of the corridor. The two men frowned. They felt that Yuan Hui made too much noise.

"Keep your voice down." A female security guard reminded him, "If you hate him so much, why didn't you kill him the last time you met him alone outside? Aren't you afraid of the ghost in him?"

"Shut up!" Half of Yuan Hui's face was ruined. Now he was ugly and irritable, like a pitiful monster.

Another tall East District security officer also took out a knife: "The fragments of the photo have penetrated into his chest. It seems that he has been completely affected by the hatred entangled in the photo."

The female security guard sighed softly. In order to ensure that his men could kill the target at all costs, Jingtuo Shen tampered with the fragments of the portrait. "You have no idea what I've been through. It's easy for you to talk without any pain. You are just like Gao Ming in high school! If you witness bullying and do nothing, then you are an accomplice!"

The tip of the knife was inserted into the gap of the door, and Yuan Hui's movements became larger and larger. He opened three doors in succession. When he reached the fourth door, his two teammates couldn't bear to watch it anymore and wanted to go over to dissuade him.

"Get lost!" Yuan Hui's mental state was very unstable. He thrust the tip of the knife fiercely into the crack of the door. "Gao Ming, don't you want to make up for your mistakes? You hypocritical softie, didn't you say you wanted to reflect on your mistakes?"

"Oh!"

The fourth door was violently destroyed by Yuan Hui. He entered the house shouting. As the lights were turned on, his distorted expression froze on his face and the abusive words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

The shadow swayed back and forth on the face. Yuan Hui and his two teammates saw Gao Ming hanging under the lamp in the middle of the living room. There were circles of wires wrapped around its neck. Its whole face was a purple color, and its eyes were bulging out, and it died with its eyes open.

"Committed suicide?" The female security guard's eyelids twitched, and the tall teammate was also shocked.

The hanged corpse swayed along with the pendulum of the clock. Yuan Hui's hand holding the knife clenched and then slowly relaxed.

After entering the house, Yuan Hui cut off the electric wires and threw Gao Ming's body in the corridor.

"He really died. He hanged himself because of guilt and self-blame?" The tall security guard still couldn't believe it. "What a cruel way to reflect on yourself. You said our target was dead."

"But his body temperature is so low, and the marks on his neck don't match." Without Yuan Hui's permission, the female security guard directly cut open Gao Ming's chest with a knife, and then put the wound on her arm on the chest of the corpse: "Jingtuo God said that the black and white portrait in our body is Gao Ming's. If the corpse is really Gao Ming, it will resonate with the portrait..."

Before she could finish her words, the fragments of the portrait in her wound flowed out along with her blood like piranhas that smelled blood and fell directly into the chest of the corpse.

"It's done! It's really Gao Ming! We've eliminated one of our three targets!" After the portrait left the body, the female security guard no longer had to endure the pain, and her expression eased a little: "It's really easy. If we were outside, the three of us combined would not be a match for Gao Ming. Fortunately, Jingtuo God made a deal with the 'God' here without the knowledge of the General Administration..."

The female security guard suddenly realized something and immediately shut her mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense." The tall security guard also drew out the fragments of the portrait in his body. He was worried that something might happen to the body, so he used a knife to cut off the bones of the body's feet and hands. "The next target is Wanjie."

Yuan Hui was still a little confused, but at this time there was another strange noise in the corridor.

Wanjie, who got the clay statue of the god, was running upstairs, with his grandmother chasing after him. In order to escape, Wanjie thought of various ways, but unfortunately he was very restricted in the building, and most of his energy was consumed just to prevent his memory from fading.

"Big guy, carry Gao Ming's body on your back, and let's go take a look." After Yuan Hui put the fragments of the portrait into the chest of the corpse, he gradually calmed down. He always felt that something was wrong, but now there were more important things to do.

(End of this chapter)