Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 702: Corpse Demon
The call was hung up, and Gao Mingben wanted to chat with the old man for a few more words.

"He's probably so angry that he can't hold down the coffin lid." Letting Wu Wei go forward first, Gao Ming sent a message to Hei Ya - the fish has taken the bait.

The sun at the edge of the city was like a rotten orange, falling into the horizon with a blurry and sticky afterglow. Tonight seemed to be darker than yesterday, and the temperature was much lower.

"Is the temperature dropping?" Wu Wei tightened her collar, held up the camera, and looked at the building in the dark.

The former site of Zhuchuan Pharmaceutical covers a very large area, and includes not only a pharmaceutical factory and a test base, but also two residential apartments.

"This way." Gao Ming found the patrolling night guard at the end of the alley. The man was very tall, with pale skin, dense black blood vessels on his neck, and a long scar at the corner of his mouth.

After dark, the night policeman put on a black raincoat, but he didn't like covering his whole body in it.

"We were introduced by Ding Xiang, and we're going in to shoot." Gao Ming didn't even bother to find an excuse, and stuffed the money that Ding Xiang had prepared into the other party's pocket: "We only have one person's money, and I'll split the bill with you after the shooting is done."

Gao Ming took out the IOU he had prepared long ago. He was really not afraid of the debt now. Unfortunately, the night guard didn't buy it. He didn't even look at the IOU and pointed at Wu Wei: "She stays. You take the camera and follow me. I will take you in before my shift changes."

Even though the night guards are greedy, at least they really do their job.

The iron-wrapped door was pushed open, and the chain rattled. Gao Ming carried the camera with great effort and motioned Wu Wei to find a place to hide. He followed the night guard into a small alley.

"The old site of Zhuchuan Pharmaceutical is very large, and many areas are actually safe. The only area designated as a restricted area is the fourth floor of Building A, where workers from the new drug testing base used to live." The voice of the night guard came from under the black raincoat, taking Gao Ming to the most dangerous place.

"The restricted area is an apartment? Why did I hear that there was a problem with the development of the new drug?" Gao Ming found that the information on the Internet was not accurate.

"An employee took the new drug out of the laboratory. That night, everyone on the first floor died. Each body was incomplete. Some were missing arms, some were missing legs, some were missing spines, and some were without internal organs. During the investigation, we wanted to determine who the murderer was, but the number of bodies matched the number of people on the list. The murderer seemed to have died on the fourth floor." The night guard told Gao Ming intermittently: "The murder method was simple and crude, with all kinds of strange things. Rather than saying that it was a multi-person murder, it was more like a collective disorder and a carnival of death."

Simple words, but they depict a crazy and terrifying night.

"By the way, until now, we still haven't found those lost limbs and organs. They seem to have been collected and pieced together into a new life, hiding in Apartment A."

Slow down, the night police move very quietly, and in the darkness you can see two apartment buildings standing not far away.

Facing the night wind, the night guard and Gao Ming walked for another twenty minutes, but the distance between them and the apartment did not get closer, but became farther.

"Have we taken the wrong road?" Gao Ming's hands were sore from holding the camera, and he leaned against the wall "exhausted".

"Before you, there were also people who wanted to go in and film, but they didn't come out alive." The night guard suddenly stopped: "You will die if you go in, you can't die now." Sensing something was wrong, Gao Ming tensed his muscles and used the expensive camera as a weapon to block in front of him.

"You are so brave. You dare to take pictures in the restricted area and even dare to... deceive the night guard."

An electric baton appeared in his hand, and the crackling arcs were particularly conspicuous at night. The night guard's tone was no longer calm, but instead carried a kind of sadistic pleasure. He seemed to breathe more heavily with excitement when he thought of what was going to happen next: "That old dog is the oldest night guard in the post. There must be a reason why he can live so long. I don't even dare to provoke him. Why did you have to lie to him when you can lie to anyone else?"

"Are you in the same group?" Gao Ming's face suddenly changed and his lips turned pale with fear.

"A gang? Many people in the post hoped he would die, including me, but he had the upper hand over me." The night guard held the electric baton and raised his head. Under the brim of his hat were a pair of bloodshot eyes: "In fact, many people who came to explore the restricted area did not die in the restricted area. I killed them and then dumped their bodies in the apartment. It's strange that so many bodies disappeared the next day and no one could find them."

The scar at the corner of his mouth was twisted with excitement. Even at this time, the night guard was still comforting Gao Ming: "Don't be afraid. I'm not telling you this to kill you. After I've tortured you enough, I'll inject you with a drug that will turn you into a monster, and hand you over alive to that old dog."

"He has something on you, and I just happen to have a problem with him. We can definitely join forces and get rid of him, which will be good for everyone!" Gao Ming was so scared that his body was shaking. As if he didn't stand firmly, he fell backwards into the mud while holding the camera.

"Will you join forces with the braised pork on your plate while eating? Should I say you are naive? Or should I say you are stupid?" The night guard waved his arm and an arc of electricity flashed across the darkness.

……

"Ahem." Covering his mouth and nose, the old man propped up the brim of his raincoat with one finger. There was murderous intent in his cloudy eyes. He was completely different from his appearance during the day: "Shiki, where is the person I'm looking for?"

The rag curtain was opened, and the night guard, playing with an electric baton, stood by the door: "Inside the house."

"Bring him out." The old man was very cautious and didn't go into the house at all.

"I'm afraid we can't bring him out now." The night guard, known as a corpse ghost, picked up an electric baton and knocked on an iron cage. A monster with malice in his eyes grabbed the iron railing and roared. His hands were cut by the rough railing, but the blood only stimulated him further.

"It's the man who came to the sentry post this morning." The old man looked at the other person's face carefully. After confirming it again and again, he still refused to enter the house: "He came to the sentry post early in the morning and said that Black Crow forgot something with him. Later, the two people went to the slums. I suspected that they were planning something... But now you have turned him into a monster, and the clue is broken."

"Are you blaming me?" The tall and thin night guard stared at the old man coldly: "Take the person away, and give me what I want."

"You've been punished to patrol the restricted area for a while. Have you ever considered returning to the sentry post?" The old man took out two transparent glass bottles from under his raincoat. Inside were white viscous liquid that looked like blood clots. "Join my team. I can pretend I don't know anything you did in the restricted area, and you can get double the medicine every week."

Staring at the transparent medicine bottle, the ghoul licked his lips unconsciously until the tip of his tongue touched the scar, and his expression returned to normal: "I'm curious, we're all night guards, why can you always get the latest medicine?"

(End of this chapter)