Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 670 Xuan Wen's Secret

"Judging from the scene, Xuan Wen should have disappeared after leaving this package for you. Her behavior may have violated some kind of taboo." The team leader did not know that Gao Ming had met Xuan Wen in real life.

"Take me to that outpost." Gao Ming asked Fan Li to stay and selectively disclosed some information to other ghost story players in the square. After all, they couldn't come here for nothing. Fan Li felt quite wronged. After receiving Gao Ming's information, he only notified the most important ghost story players, but he didn't know how it turned out like this.

Wrapped in a black robe, Gao Ming and a group of team leaders left from the exit on the other side of the mall. The vehicle they were riding in crossed the ward and arrived at the old city within an hour.

Looking at the door of Lijing Apartment, the softest part of Gao Ming's memory was touched. This is his home in Hanhai, and it is also the starting point for a new beginning after every death.

"I know your home is here, but our target today is not the building you rent." A team leader led Gao Ming into the community and came to the building directly opposite Gao Ming's home. They walked in the damp and cold corridor and finally stopped on the fourth floor.

After bowing towards an ordinary door, a team leader took out three incense sticks and inserted them into the door frame.

"You didn't seem to believe this before? Are you worshipping Xuan Wen?"

"No, I killed many people and ghosts in this building. I am worshiping them." The team leader opened the old security door, and the cold wind rushed into his collar. Standing on the balcony of this room, he could see the room that Gao Ming rented. "Xuan Wen seems to have been spying on you. No, it would be more appropriate to say that she is studying you."

The living room was simply and plainly decorated, and there was nothing unusual about it. But when the team leader opened the bedroom door, Gao Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

The bedroom windows were blocked by stone bricks, and the walls were densely engraved with numbers. At first, you could see a pattern, but later it became completely chaotic, as if the recorder himself had mental problems.

"Do you know what these numbers represent?" The team leader glanced at Gao Ming quietly. "We first guessed that they were dates, but then we felt that was not right. They seemed to be recording the number of times something was repeated? Or the number of times a certain abnormal observation phenomenon occurred?"

The team leader didn't understand, and Gao Ming didn't answer either. He stroked the numbers with his fingers, and an answer emerged in his mind - this was the number of times he had died. Xuan Wen was the only person who knew about it. She realized something earlier than him and tried to keep clues.

Lifting the thin mattress, a large number of experimental analysis manuscripts were hidden underneath. The writing on them was very sloppy and mixed with hand-drawn patterns. It can be seen that the recorder's mental state was very unstable and he seemed to have been under strong stimulation.

"These things are like ghost drawings, mixed with secret codes. We can't understand them." The team leaders lowered their heads with serious expressions. In fact, even if they could understand them, they would insist that they couldn't understand them, because these ordinary papers might very well record Gao Ming's secrets.

He picked up a piece of paper at random, and there was something scribbled on it - a chaotic and uneasy environment will cause the test target to have a chance of developing emotional dependence. The word "love" was circled in red pen and crossed out with a horizontal line. Seven rather ugly little people were drawn next to it. On the back of the paper was a stick figure of a long-haired woman, and each person was marked with a number.

Standing up and touching the digital engravings on the wall, Gao Ming roughly understood what the painting was expressing. He once made a game about love. There were many female protagonists in that game. In fact, each of the female protagonists existed in real life and were the women with whom Gao Ming had a deep connection every time he died and came back to life.

After countless deaths, these women left the deepest impression on Gao Ming. Of course, this deep impression had nothing to do with gentleness and beauty. Sexy and cute were vulnerable to morbid despair. The causal logic was very clear. It was not that the game created by Gao Ming became reality, but that those people already existed in reality, and he just had intersections with them in different futures.

Gao Ming felt that it was because of those women that they appeared, so he understood the horror in those women's hearts so well. In fact, they were perverts themselves.

He picked up another page of document, which still had the long-haired woman drawn on it. Her body was covered with numbers, and next to her were several outfits corresponding to different styles, as well as related character descriptions.

After many revisions, words like intellectual, beautiful, forced love, sapiosexual but will lose her mind only for him were written next to the long-haired woman. There were more than a dozen different personalities, and finally the "personality" of a psychological criminal serial killer was determined.

"It seems that this long-haired woman is Xuan Wen. She draws herself quite nicely." Gao Ming had always thought that Xuan Wen was a female patient who had escaped from his game. He did not expect that she had put so much effort into hooking him up. "It turns out that she knew it a long time ago, but why didn't she tell me? What was her reason?"

"Gao Ming, we are about to enter the outpost." The team leader walked to the closet and opened the door. Inside was a door painted on the wall.

“This isn’t considered an outpost?”

"The outposts built by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical are all in the shadow world, and they need special methods to be opened." The team leader touched the blood ring on his wrist, cut his palm, and wrote on the door with blood according to a fixed pattern.

After a moment, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and the door painted on the wall emerged from the shadows and was easily opened by a team leader.

A strong smell of blood wafted into my nose. Behind the door was the Lijing Apartment, which corresponded to the shadow world. There were a large number of corpses piled up in the building, which looked terrifying.

"Be careful." After the team leader and Gao Ming entered the room, they saw all kinds of complicated and precise instruments in the room. "I am sure Xuan Wen is also from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Her authority is higher than mine, and she can enjoy the outpost alone."

Gao Ming frowned as he stared at the instruments. Many of the coincidences that had happened to him were carefully calculated and arranged. It was only because he broke the desperate vicious circle that he escaped.

"The package I gave you was on the table. You live so close to each other, I guess she wanted to leave it for you on purpose." The team leader glanced at Gao Ming and said, "She seems to have been waiting for you to discover the truth, waiting for you to doubt her and expose her true face. Unfortunately, your trust in her is almost blind."

"If I can't trust her, then I really don't know who I should trust." Gao Ming turned on the instrument in the outpost and saw Xuan Wen busy in the experimental records.

At first he was just a little sad, but after watching for a few minutes, Gao Ming's eyes changed. Xuan Wen had been secretly studying why such a thing happened to Gao Ming. At the end of the experimental record, she made a breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)