Strange Game Designer Chapter 240

Chapter 240 Ghost Pattern

Having just been stepped on the ground, Lao Sao felt a little uncomfortable, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Laying down without daring to get up, Lao Sao secretly observed the corridor. He had heard many "rumors" related to the Investigation Bureau on the Internet. After this real contact, he found that what was said on the Internet was still conservative.

From the man's attitude towards him just now, it can be seen that the people in the Investigation Bureau do not treat ordinary citizens as equals at all. They are arrogant and annoying.

“No wonder everyone doesn't like them.”

Lao Sao didn't know that the man regarded them as ghost story players, nor did he know that he was in front of the most special security department in the investigation bureau. He thought that all investigators were like this.

“Don't wait until one day I stand up, I must make you look good.”

Lying on the ground, saying harsh words in his heart, Lao Sao began to think about how to resist.

In order to prove his worth, Lao Sao told K the rules of survival in the hospital, including the existence of medicine, the different functions of each department, etc.

“Aren't you going to run away?”

The ghost pattern is like a piranha smelling the smell of blood. One finger is clawing at the alienated flesh and blood, and the man closes his eyes. The absorption process seems to be very painful. No matter how many times it is repeated, it is difficult to adapt.

By the time the child patient reacted, his alienated hands had already fallen to the ground.

In the dark corridor, the ghost lines on the long-haired man's neck were like water waves, and ten pale fingers bloomed like lotus flowers. The ghost eye in the middle twitched slightly, and his pupils were locked on the child patient wearing a game helmet.

The man moved forward with great confidence without the sword being unsheathed. On the contrary, the body of the child whose hands had transformed into sickles was trembling, as if something was competing with him for control of his body, making him unable to move.

Swinging the scabbard together, the child patient was already very fast, but the man's knife just dodged past.

When Lao Sao heard this, his expression became stiff. When he entered the hospital, he sent a post, hoping that more people would enter the hospital to share the pressure. He also went around the Aite Investigation Bureau and spoke ill of the Bureau. “You really have the wrong person.”

Lao Sao quickly looked away. Only then did he realize that there were no other patients in the hospital hall, but blood stains could be seen everywhere.

After finally getting the other person to calm down, the door to the utility room was suddenly opened, and a boy wearing a gaming helmet stumbled in. He was frightened, his expression was distorted, and he was waving two severed arms.

Some are similar to the clay sculptures placed in the Goddess's room in the Surabaya Apartment, but they are all invaded by black mist.

Tears instantly flowed down. The pain and fear caused the child patient to lose all thoughts of fighting. He fell on all fours, turned around and ran away, leaving only two dazzling lines of blood on the ground.

"Group nine will stay on the first floor of the hospital. After dark, the Guitan players may try to enter. You are responsible for guarding the entrance and exit. Regardless of humans or ghosts, if you encounter anyone who dares to resist, kill them directly." K motioned to Li Ding to lead the way: " Team 7 will work with me to find out the source of the anomaly before dark."

"I'm not the ghost talk player you're looking for. My buddy's mother is sick, so we pooled our money to buy her medicine." The reason I made up before came in handy again, and what the old coquettish man said was also true.

After confirming that they were not Kaitan players, K was a little disappointed: "We seem to have arrived early. Those Kaitan players seem to only move at night."

His body is huge and bloated, and is patched together. His left hand drags a hatchet, and his right hand is so enlarged that it has transformed into a hard ball of flesh.

“Give me your mobile phone.” The man seemed to know how the Kaitan players usually communicated.

Seeing that Lao Sao never mentioned Su Mo, Li Ding couldn't help but say: "One of our brothers is missing. He should have been captured by a monster whose head was dragged on the ground."

"Human?" There is no such fierce person among the Kaitan players. Xuan Wen nodded and looked at the child with a gentle face: "I will help you kill those guys who bully you. How about you listen to me in the future?"

“The smell is very pure. The source of alienation among all patients in the hospital must be of a very high level.” The man walked down the stairs and returned to the hall.

This patient with slow intellectual development is a new patient introduced to Xuan Wen by an insomniac patient. Xuan Wen does not have a good treatment for this disease, so she can only be patient and be his teacher.

"Are you scared?" The man squatted down so that his ghostly eyes could clearly see the old coquettish woman: "We are security personnel from the Hanhai General Investigation Bureau, and I am the security team leader K."

The security team didn't give Lao Sao a chance to talk nonsense. They searched them directly, took away Lao Sao's and their mobile phones, and after forcing them to find out their passwords, they checked them one by one.

“We were ordered to investigate the legacy of the Kaitan players and Situ An. The occurrence of abnormal events is closely related to the Kaitan players. What did you encounter after you came in during the day?”

The two flesh sickles were separated from the child's arms and turned into normal hands.

Li Ding has the best relationship with Su Mo, but he doesn't know that Su Mo is actually the strange player that the security personnel are looking for.

But compared to his terrifying body, he has the cute head of a four-year-old boy, and his IQ is still at the age of four.

The boy and Dabo seemed to be friends. He wanted Dabo to help him teach the murderer a lesson, but he didn't expect that there were other people present.

Looking at the direction in which the child was escaping, the man did not chase him. He picked up the child's hands and placed them above his wrists.

On the fourth floor of the front building of Lishan Hospital, in the tool storage room next to the operating room, there was a male patient over two meters tall squatting in front of Xuan Wen. His name was Dabo.

Before night fell, the man suddenly accelerated, stepping on the patches of light falling from the windows on the floor, and brandished his knife!

With his thumb pressed on the handle of the knife, a faint black mist floated out from behind the man, and the ghost lines were reconstructed behind him, forming a vaguely huge virtual image of ghosts and gods.

"They are people, I want to put them all into jars!" The child patient was just frightened, and now he saw Xuan Wen, but Xuan Wen was born with a kind of "affinity", which may be related to her "occupation" related.

"It looks like your wrist was cut off by a knife. Is there a ghost who can use a knife in the building?" Xuan Wen discovered something was wrong. There was black mist around the wounds on the boy's arms. The curse was different from the one in the hospital. .

Other security personnel did not make things difficult for them. Perhaps in the eyes of the security personnel, Laosao and the others were no different from wild cats on the roadside.

The child patient opened his mouth to refuse. He was just here to see his friend, but before he could answer, Xuan Wen said softly: "If you don't agree, I'll put you in a jar now."

Standing among the three patients, Xuan Wen looked more like a doctor than a doctor, but he was silent in pain because he wanted to apologize for Xuan Wen and Xiaozi Ge.

(End of this chapter)

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