The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

"He's... provoking me."

Jiang Yilin licked his lips.

Subconsciously, Jiang Yilin seemed to feel that he could lift that veil right away...

—that lingering mist... the veil entrenched on the murderer's face!

Jiang Yilin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the aggrieved clown doll.

——This is a gift from Vincent... But it's not exactly a gift, it should be a notice, a reminder, or a clue.

The music box held in the hands of the clown doll is filled with children's laughter.

These laughs are very similar to Balloon Boy's timbre-it is very likely that they are the laughter of the children who were killed in Freddy's Restaurant.

But at this moment, Jiang Yilin stretched out his hand and put his finger on the music box.

The black-haired young man slowly closed his eyes.

Just watching the laughter of these children... he began to sink his heart into the bottom of the lake...

He is constantly substituting... that person's perspective!

—Who are you?Hiding in the dark...like a lingering evil spirit...playing with everything in a playful way...

——I want to find you...I must find you!

Jiang Yilin opened his eyes in the darkness.

It was a long corridor—it seemed to be the one in Freddy's restaurant that connected to the monitoring room.

Jiang Yilin reached out and groped on the wall.

Compared with the mottled wall that he saw during the day, Jiang Yilin found that the wall was very new at this time, with a smell of paint - it seemed that someone had just painted it.

He slowly moved his gaze to the chandelier.

He seemed to have thought of something, and walked quickly to a place.

Next to the cash register facing the entrance of Freddy's Restaurant, there is something like a calendar hanging on it.

Sure enough, Jiang Yilin saw the dates circled with red pens.

——The latest brush strokes are marking the day five years ago... that is, the day when the case of the missing child at Freddy's restaurant happened.

He probably also understands what kind of situation it is now.

With the help of the clown doll, he recalled what happened five years ago in a strange way.

That is to say, when the murder happened, the clown doll was by the side, recording all the blood.

Jiang Yilin stopped suddenly and held his breath.

Because he heard that familiar, joyous laughter, echoing the cold music... from the ground bit by bit!

"Hey ya ya ya——"

"Hey ya ya ya——"

Jiang Yilin groped and finally found an entrance leading to the ground.