Chapter 637 Death Game That Can't Be Exited

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"Are you a wanted criminal?" There was no trace of surprise in Han Fei's tone. He tried to force out a smile, but he simply couldn't: "What a coincidence, I am also being chased by the police."

"Why are you so comfortable chatting with me even though you are tied up in chains? Do you have some special hobbies?" Li Guoer took out a knife from her bag and pressed the tip of the knife against Han Fei's hand.

Chin: "I can tell you clearly that I have never seen you before. Maybe you have the wrong person. But because you are willing to save me, I will not kill you. Just stay here and wait.

I will let you go when I have accumulated enough park points to leave."

"What are the park points you keep talking about?" When Han Fei went to the park that day, he saw a park points card in Fu Tian's hand. There were many seals on it, but it looked like something to fool children.

, how could adults fight to the death for that thing?

"I didn't believe in the existence of this thing before, until something happened..." Li Guoer sat across from Han Fei and crossed her legs: "I used to work in a game company and experienced some very difficult experiences.

After the painful incident, I chose to resign. It happened that the game produced by our department became popular at that time, and the company gave us a lot of money."

"Money has no attraction for me. At that time, I always felt empty in my heart, as if it could never be filled, so I wanted to try something to reawaken my life."

"But before I could identify my new target, the police came to my door. They believed that I participated in planning a kidnapping and murder case, and the deceased was also a well-known big shot in the city."

The sweet expression on his face slowly disappeared, and Li Guoer played with the knife in his hand: "But in fact, I have no memory at all. How could I, an ordinary office worker, participate in the kidnapping?"

"I tried to defend myself in every possible way, but the situation was developing in an increasingly unfavorable direction for me. I felt like someone was targeting me."

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After hearing Li Guoer's words, Han Fei was puzzled: "What does this have to do with park points?"

"At that time, I was told that Tiantian should not respond, and that the earth and earth were not working. I had lost the most important things, and now I was falsely accused of taking the blame. My life was slipping step by step into the depths of despair. That was during the last interrogation.

After that, I collapsed under too much mental pressure. That night I wanted to accompany him to leave this world, but a strange man found me. He said that as long as I could participate in this game, I could get rid of despair forever and save my life.

All regrets." Li Guoer's face suppressed all smiles.

"Why do I feel that your experience is so familiar? I seem to have experienced similar things." Han Fei's eyes were a little confused: "What does that strange person look like?"

"He wore a smiling mask and said that he could see the future and that he could help all those who were in the deepest despair." After Li Guoer finished speaking, he looked at Han Fei again: "I didn't say what he said at first.

Keep it in mind, after all, he seems to be just like you, a lunatic with a weak mind, but what happened later changed my view."

"What happened next?"

"He gave me an invitation to the park and a mask, and then left. Not long after he left, I was followed and followed by a madman. I didn't know him at all, but the man wanted to

You want to kill me!" Li Guoer stroked the tip of the knife with his finger: "Whether I want to participate in the game or not, the game has already begun. If I don't want to be killed, I have to find a way to fight back."

"I still don't understand." Han Fei lost all his memory, but the words Li Guoer occasionally said would light up his chaotic and dark mind like sparks.

"In short, we may all be trapped in a death game that cannot be exited. Only the most desperate people are eligible to participate in this game. The final reward of the game should be a way to help us get rid of despair." Li Guoer's eyes also changed.

Slowly becoming colder: "As for the game process, it is a little bloody and cruel. Every time you kill a participant, you will get a point. This is the safest way to get points."

"Killing is the safest way? What are the other ways to get points?"

"Catch ghosts." Li Guoer's face lost all color. She was very beautiful, but looked a little scary: "I don't know if there are ghosts in the world. It is said that everyone who knows the answer has been killed.

"

"Ghost?" Han Fei thought of the scripts in his room. The ninety-nine scripts seemed like ninety-nine real ghost stories: "Has anyone ever obtained points in this way?"

"Yes." Li Guo'er said with certainty: "Point boards will be set up next to all the entertainment facilities in the city park. Most of the point boards record the results of tourists. But at midnight, a special one will randomly appear in the park.

The score card, that score card will list the numbers and points of all participants in the desperate game. I once saw that there were thirty-two participants, and the person with the highest ranking had ninety-nine points."

"Is it possible that he killed ninety-nine players?"

"There are not that many participants in total, so he must have succeeded in catching the ghost!" Li Guoer leaned against the wall: "With enough points, you can realize your wish and get rid of despair forever. I don't know if he got the last one later.

point."

"The game is not over, so there is a high probability that he will not succeed." Han Fei frowned. The number ninety-nine was a bit special to him. He cut himself ninety-nine wounds on his arm. As a screenwriter, he wrote nine

Nineteen scripts, and now I hear that the former number one has accumulated ninety-nine points: "Is it possible that I am the person who is number one? Or have I done it before?"

Hearing Han Fei's voice, Li Guoer rolled her eyes and said with a speechless face: "You suspected that I liked you when we first met, and now you say that you are the number one player in the rankings?"

"It's just a feeling."

"Then you feel pretty good." Li Guoer didn't intend to kill Han Fei. She placed Han Fei's backpack on the table and took out all the contents.

The kitten, which was covered in wounds and whose hair looked like it had been put together, was also lying on the table. It was aggrieved and did not dare to bark too loudly.

"Is there really no invitation letter?" Li Guoer searched carefully several times, and finally found only the white smiling face mask.

"Can you tell me what that invitation looks like? Maybe I can think of something." Han Fei didn't feel threatened or afraid from Li Guoer, so he was still calm even though he was tied up with iron ropes. He would rather

I laughed while being imprisoned in the cell, but I didn't want to go back to that strange home and cry.

"The invitation is a pure black card. If you look at it from different angles, you can find different words with your number written on it. Only by holding it can you enter the park late at night and see different things." Li Guoer thought for a moment.

Finally, he added: "Only with an invitation can you participate in the nightly ghost catching game and the hundreds of ghosts parade before dawn."

"After killing other people, do I need to get his invitation letter to get the points he accumulated?"

"The points in the invitation letter cannot be converted. Each invitation letter only counts one point." Li Guoer is not the kind of person who is murderous. Most of the time, she just takes away the invitation letter from the other party. Of course, this is

For some players, it may be more uncomfortable than killing them.

“What a cheating game.”

"This Desperate Game does not encourage players to fight each other. It wants everyone to catch ghosts together, but human nature can always bring everyone 'surprises'. When shortcuts exist, someone will definitely take the risk and try it." Li Guoer said.

He yawned and flipped through the script in Han Fei's backpack: "Were you a screenwriter before?"

"They should be screenwriters and actors." Although Han Fei was locked up by Li Guoer, his heart slowly calmed down. This private prison gave him a rare sense of security: "Thank you for staying with me.

so much."

"You still thank me?" Li Guoer herself was surprised: "Do you really have this hobby?"

"I don't remember." Han Fei shook his head. Because of his amnesia, he was unsure of many things: "I haven't said so many words for a long time. I don't dare to communicate with people casually. I feel like they all want to kill me."

I."

With his head lowered, Han Fei stared at the dense scars on his arms: "I usually only speak when I am alone."

"If someone kept talking nonsense to me, I would have stabbed him long ago." Li Guoer looked at Han Fei from close range: "Forget it, you really don't seem to be pretending."

"I should have owned a knife, a knife without a blade."

"Okay, okay, stop talking about it." Li Guoer sat back at the table. She felt a little strange inside. It was obviously the first time that the two parties met, but she was not too disgusted with Han Fei's words.

It's like they were friends before.

Thinking of the word friend, some very bad memories in Li Guoer's heart surfaced again. She stopped thinking about those things and focused on reading the script written by Han Fei.

In an underground prison with dim lights, a man, a woman and a cat spent a peaceful night.

The next morning, Han Fei smelled a scent and opened his eyes drowsily.

"My nose is quite good." Li Guoer sat in front of Han Fei: "Is there something wrong with you? I imprisoned you here, and you slept so soundly last night? I put a knife on your neck

Well, you didn’t react at all? Doesn’t that mean you don’t respect me?”

"I haven't slept normally since I woke up in the hospital. I was drugged by drugs. If I stay outside, I will feel panic and uneasy anytime and anywhere. Only here do I feel at ease."

"I won't refute anything you say." Li Guoer sat at the table and ate the food she cooked, while Han Fei just looked at her.

"No way? No way? You don't still want to eat the food I cooked, do you?" Li Guoer felt Han Fei's gaze: "Do you really not regard yourself as an outsider?"

"I have a special craving for meat. If you can provide me with enough meat, I can tell you some information." Han Fei directly expressed some of his guesses: "Those things recorded in the script may be all.

It’s a true story. Each script should represent a ghost. If you want to quickly increase your points, you can follow my script to catch ghosts.”

"The fox's tail is exposed? Do you want me to go to those places on purpose and kill me?" Li Guoer raised her eyebrows. She looked cuter without glasses.

"I just want to eat meat." Han Fei's eyes were extremely innocent. He really just wanted to eat meat.

After struggling for a while, Li Guoer nodded slightly: "Okay, I believe you once."

She got up and left. Half an hour later, she walked into the basement with a plate of cumin mutton and said, "Eat it. After you finish it, tell me which script is the easiest to catch ghosts."

Han Fei's stomach growled when he smelled the aroma of meat. He ate with big mouthfuls, and the plate of mutton quickly disappeared.

Looking at the empty plate, Li Guoer also swallowed: "This is the meat I plan to eat for a week. Is there a monster living in your belly?"

"Maybe I still prefer to eat pork, especially pig heart." Han Fei licked his lips: "There is always something missing in the meat you make. I remember that there is something very dangerous hidden in the most delicious meat I have ever eaten.

Every bite you take makes you feel like you are wandering between heaven and hell."

"How about I send you to a mental hospital? The food there is good." Li Guoer was a little unhappy. She brought all the scripts to Han Fei: "Tell me, which script is the safest?"

"The script only tells you that ghosts exist and gives you certain hints. This has greatly reduced the difficulty and allows you to make targeted choices."

"In other words, you don't know it yourself, right?"

"I forgot."

Li Guoer picked up the sharp knife and then slowly put it down: "For the sake of your kindness in saving me, I believe you for once."

She hid the sharp knife, memorized the words in a certain script, and left alone.

"Be careful, ghosts are different from people."

After Han Fei waited for Li Guoer to leave, he sighed softly. It felt familiar but he couldn't remember it at all, which made him very painful.

"Meow..." The injured kitten felt much better after a night's rest. It ran out of the cardboard box Li Guoer had prepared for it and came to Han Fei's side.

Chou Meng's head rubbed against Han Fei's leg, and the nine black patterns on its body were slowly becoming clearer. The nine patterns seemed to be forming some kind of pattern.

"Are you really my cat?" Han Fei looked at the pitiful kitten: "It feels like you still know me, but I have forgotten you. Did I give you a name before?"

Counting the patterns on the cat's body, Han Fei suddenly blurted out a name: "Xiao Ba? Is that you? Were you called Xiao Ba before?"

Hearing the name, the cat became happy and rolled on the ground.

"It's really called that? But why should I name a cat with nine stripes Xiaoba?" chapter


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