Abducted an npc in the game

Chapter 37

The atmosphere was too weird, Zhou Wu suppressed all kinds of doubts in his heart, and retreated wisely, leaving space for Lin Qiu and Qi Zhuang.

"When did you know."

Qi Zhuang looked at him quietly, his bright black eyes gradually became darker.

"When you saw him in the pool of the gazebo, when you dragged me to the place where Sun Fan fell from the building."

Lin Qiu looked at Qi Zhuang, paused for a moment, and then said, "That person is me, right, and the girl from before."

He should have noticed a long time ago, why he knew the music played by the girl in the piano room in the first game, and why he knew at a glance, and the boy in this game was vile and arrogant, indifferent and arrogant.

Isn't this what he used to be?

"Yes."

Qi Zhuang stepped out of the shadows, his chiseled face looked a bit cold, and he was completely different from the obedient and pure young man in front of Lin Qiu before.

"Lin Qiu, lived alone at home until the age of 15. His father focused on scientific research and rarely returned home. His mother was a romantic opera singer, but..."

Speaking of this, Qi Zhuang looked at him with some hesitation, his slightly frowned eyebrows softened his cold face, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"But because of suffering from delusional disorder and receiving treatment in the hospital, Lin Qiu has been locked up at home since he was ten years old, and has never seen anyone else. At the age of 15, Lin Qiu's mother went home to recuperate, and Lin Qiu formally contacted the outside world. And because he inherited his father's calm and powerful brain IQ, he began to receive school education with his peers."

Lin Qiu lowered his head and carefully pulled out the shards of glass on the back of his hand, but his other hand trembled slightly because Chen Haojie had crushed the wrist bone before. big.

Qi Zhuang frowned and wanted to move forward, but as soon as he took a step, Lin Qiu's calm voice continued.

"But because Lin Qiu suffered from antisocial personality disorder, he was unable to communicate with his classmates, and had conflicts with others many times, which made everyone panic about Lin Qiu's existence. After a short year of school life, Lin Qiu Get fired and go home."

Lin Qiu lowered his head, no one could clearly see the expression on his face, but his movements of pulling out the glass shards gradually changed, and dripping blood dripped from his fingers.

"At the same time, Lin Qiu still hasn't seen his father, and the mother who went home to recuperate has also induced delusions of persecution from delusional disorder. She began to fantasize that her husband betrayed her, and even felt that her son she hadn't seen in five years He was arranged by his mistress, so, in Lin Qiu's year, his mother, who was naturally emotional and romantic, wanted to drag him to die with him, but..."

Lin Qiu stopped suddenly. From Zhou Wu's perspective, he saw the corners of Lin Qiu's lips slowly rising, and then heard a very low chuckle.

Zhou Wu was shocked, his scalp was numb and he leaned against the wall, he didn't even care about the wound on his back.

"But Lin Qiu shook off his mother's hand and watched her fall from the sixth floor with his own eyes... Lin Qiu received treatment after being expelled from school. He is 28 years old now, but he has never been cured..."

"wrong!"

Qi Zhuang lost his composure and stopped Lin Qiu's words.

"The mother saw her son's tall and youthful appearance before she fell from the building, and she regained consciousness for a moment, but her mind had been destroyed by years of suffering from illness. At the last moment, the mother shook off her son's hand, He swooped downstairs and died on the spot... After that, Lin Qiu clearly saw his father for the first time, a man in a windbreaker with a cold face."

Speaking of the last sentence, Qi Zhuang had already approached Lin Qiu and grabbed his bloody hand.

"After the funeral, Lin Qiu had a high fever. After waking up, he was sometimes awake and sometimes in a trance. According to the doctor's diagnosis later, Lin Qiu suffered from intermittent amnesia, and often had nightmares, unable to distinguish reality from illusion. More like a normal person, Lin Qiu sometimes self-mutilates to keep himself awake."

Qi Zhuang stroked the scar on Lin Qiu's wrist. Judging from the unevenness of the wound, it can be seen how much strength Lin Qiu put in at that time. If he was not discovered in time, Lin Qiu, who has a weak sense of survival, would probably lose too much blood. And died, alone in that dark and lonely villa.

"You're wrong about something."

Lin Qiu stroked Qi Zhuang's lips with bloody fingertips, his eyes were a little confused and bewildered.

"I still can't remember what my father looked like."

"Then do you want to see him?"

Lin Qiu paused, and his eyes became more hazy. He seemed to be trapped in the illusion created by himself again. There was a layer of black fog in front of his eyes, making it impossible for him to see the road ahead.

"think."

Maybe his anti-social personality has changed, he doesn't hate his father, doesn't sympathize with his mother, he sometimes feels indifferent like an outsider, when he doesn't think of those things, he just stands on a high ground I will be afraid and need to rely on medicine to fall asleep at night.

But he didn't think that the fragmentation of his memory was due to those irresolvable emotions and the shadows left by that time. He just took too much medicine and his illness worsened, making him even more unconscious.

But he still wanted to meet that man, the man who made his mother paranoid and refused to let go, what kind of man would he be, who could dedicate himself to scientific research so coldly, and hadn't looked back for more than ten years Home.

At the same time, he also wanted to know what kind of a man could design these games with many twists and turns but with profound meaning.

Yes, since he knew that these were connected with him, he had already guessed that these games were set by his father, but those who were innocently involved, he could only say sorry.

"The game has already started, and you will never be able to leave without finding the key to crush the game space."

Lin Qiu raised his eyes to look at Qi Zhuang, and then he thought of something, and sneered softly.

"That's why you tried your best to keep me alive in the first game, because the key to the beginning of the game is me. If I die, there will be no more games in the future, but if I survive, I will It officially opened the door of the game, which is why you said thank you to me, because as an npc, the game does not exist, and you will naturally disappear."

He nodded Qi Zhuang's smooth chin, and his eyes rolled.

"Qi Zhuang, what a scheming heart."

Zhou Wu, who was standing aside, didn't know how to react anymore. He seemed to know some shocking secret by accident.

When Lin Qiu turned his gaze to him, Zhou Wu hurriedly covered his mouth, and "stuck" his hand on his neck, expressing that he knew the rules and would never say what he shouldn't say, and he couldn't speak now.

Lin Qiu nodded at him, very satisfied with his knowledge and interest.

At this moment, a "thump, thump" sound suddenly came from downstairs, which collided with the somewhat heavy atmosphere in an extremely discordant manner.

Zhou Wu was instantly drawn back to the sense of urgency in the game.

When Lin Qiu turned his head, he found that Qi Zhuang was gone. He snorted softly. Sooner or later, he would catch Qi Zhuang and see where he was going.

"Help, help..."

The voice of calling for help was anxious, and a faint sense of suffocation could be heard vaguely, as if being strangled by someone.

Soon after seeing scattered people running up and down, Lin Qiu glanced and saw the yellow withered grass behind them.

His eyes moved slightly, and he instantly figured out who were hiding in the dormitory to spy on them.

I am afraid that in this school, all the locked places hide those scarecrows, and they stare at them with countless pairs of eyes, watching them play games, and punishing those who break the rules of the game.

"Run, they're coming."

Young Master Qian who ran in the front was covered with sticky bloodstains on his exquisite coat, and his handsome face was full of panic. He stumbled all the way up and could vaguely see several people following behind him.

Just when Mr. Qian was about to step up to the second floor, the last man fell back with a painful expression on his face. Blood dripped from his neck, dyeing red the silk thread that could not be seen clearly in the dim light. He stretched forward with all his strength. He made a move, hoping someone could give him a hand.

Li Ye turned his head in anxiety. During the battle between heaven and man, he tried to hold the man's hand, but he seemed to see something, his pupils trembled, and he rushed upstairs with all his hands and feet.

Lin Qiu saw a stream of blood spattered on the wall, and the man was dragged down.

"Go, go!"

Mr. Qian ran to the third floor, and now he couldn't get out of the first floor. The only way to escape from this dormitory building was to jump from the sixth floor.

So they have no choice.

When everyone ran up, Lin Qiu took the lead to go up to the third floor with Zhou Wu. When walking to the fourth floor, he glanced at the open dormitory door with concern.

But before they reached the fourth floor, they heard someone shouting from behind: "They don't seem to be able to get up."

The tragic hunting on the first floor only ends at the stairs on the second floor, and even the corridor on the second floor cannot go up.

Everyone slowed down in doubt, and looked down suspiciously. When they found that there was peace behind them, they sat down in disarray, calming down the violent beating of their hearts.

After panting for a while, Mr. Qian said happily: "Fortunately, someone saw it, otherwise we would have to rush all the way up to the sixth floor and jump down."

"That's right, who is running last, I don't see that there is such a keen observation."

After a burst of emotional greetings, no one answered, and the atmosphere gradually became weird.

Zhao Yu looked at everyone with an ugly face, and said in a deep voice, "Who said that sentence just now?"

Everyone looked at each other as they came and went, and they all saw the horror in their eyes.

"Who is the last one to run?"

Mr. Qian stood up and counted the people who followed.

"I remember that behind me is Zheng Yuan."

When Li Ye said this in a weak tone, he saw Young Master Qian's expression change instantly.

Because there are ten people here, and Zheng Yuan is not among them.

The author has something to say: Hahahaha... Do you think that I have already exposed the frame, and there is nothing to watch later? Oh, you are too naive, in fact, there is nothing here! (The bald author shed two lines of strong and inspirational tears)