Online game version of American comics

Chapter 340 Stage Prologue
eight pm.

According to the practice of many TV stations, this time period is called the golden time.

Because most people have already entered their personal time after get off work during this time period, the number of viewers is larger, and the advertising price is more expensive.

Sergeant Gordon, who had been busy all day, was lying on the sofa exhaustedly, and at the same time turned on the TV - not to watch the program, but just to make the sound of the TV more lively.

"Hello, audience friends, welcome to..."

The TV was turned on, and it seemed that it was just in time for the opening of a variety show. A blond hostess with a plump buttocks and a thin waist spoke enthusiastically about the opening remarks.

Zizi!

However, just halfway through the hostess' opening remarks, the TV screen shook for a moment, and suddenly changed to another screen.

Dim yellow lights, a background shrouded in shadows and darkness... A good variety show suddenly seemed to be a midnight supernatural show.

"Welcome to... the Jigsaw Theater."

A deep and hoarse narration sounded, and a figure slowly stepped out of the shadows and walked into the area covered by the dim light.

The first thing that attracts people's attention is the puppet mask on the figure's face. The wood material is still rough with the naked eye. The white paint is the base, and the red paint outlines the facial features. It looks weird under the gloomy setting and the uncanny valley effect And scary.

Underneath the puppet mask is a well-trimmed suit... No, it should be a tuxedo, but it doesn’t have the exaggerated hem of a traditional tuxedo. It should be a style that has undergone some adjustments. It doesn’t look much different from a suit at first glance, right? Only those who understand and pay careful attention can tell the difference.

"I'm the host of this show, you can call me Jigsaw."

After walking in front of the camera, the deep and hoarse voice continued to sound, and the puppet masked man who called himself Jigsaw said calmly, "First of all, please allow me to introduce the special guests of this show..."

The camera switched, and the picture on the TV changed from a gloomy and dark room to a bright but empty room.

The surroundings of the room are sealed, and the walls are also covered with a layer of bright silver metal plates. The only thing that can communicate with the outside world is a small window reflecting the dark night and a closed metal door that leads to nowhere. Door.

And on the floor in the middle of the room, lay a blond white young man with disheveled hair and beard. The young man was obviously unconscious, his eyes were closed, and there were obvious bruises on his wrists and neck.

This is...kidnapping! ! !
Gordon's heart skipped a beat. The experienced man quickly judged the situation, and his original look of exhaustion was instantly swept away.

……

A static shock-like paralysis awakened Arthur Jackman from his coma.

What came into view was a large white ball of light... Oh no, I misread it, it was actually a fluorescent lamp on the ceiling.

"Damn, where is this?"

His eyes were still a bit hazy, he shook his head and got up, looked around, saw a piece of silver-white, surrounded by steel plates, there was a door facing the front, and there was a palm-sized window on the left, and This window is the same as in the prison, the position is higher than his height.

"The person in front of you is this special guest, Arthur Jackman, a... scumbag? Or useless? Well, it's up to you to evaluate these."

"Arthur Jackman came from a very ordinary civilian family..."

A low and hoarse voice sounded out of nowhere.

The owner of the voice is very good at telling stories, and his unhurried tone is unconsciously fascinating, vividly depicting the life of a white boy.

If it is a different scene, sitting in front of the TV, if the protagonist of the story is not himself, Arthur Jackman may be very happy to serve a cup of coffee, sit down and listen to the story quietly and analyze the characters and creative skills of the story.

But there is no if, the protagonist of the story is himself, and it is also about his experience in recent years, eating soft food, ridiculous self-esteem, unrealistic dream of getting rich, immersed in fantasy, eager for success but unwilling to pay effort……

To be honest, what he said was very thorough. This person really knew him well, and even figured out his psychological changes clearly, which made him feel chills in his heart.

Even with his writing ability, which has never been fully written for countless years, it is not difficult to hear from the narration angle of this voice... The other party is not friendly.

"Bastard! Who are you!"

"Let me go, you are kidnapping!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Stop talking!"

Maybe it was the fragility of his heart that was punctured, or maybe the last fig leaf was torn off, Arthur Jackman yelled angrily, kicked the wall anxiously, and the metal steel plate made loud noises.

But... no one responded.

As if he was an insignificant clown, the deep and hoarse voice ignored him at all, just telling his story in an orderly manner, listing his crimes, tearing his heart bit by bit cruelly, tearing his unwilling heart bit by bit. What is contemplative, what one wants to escape is revealed, even shown to the world.

He could only beat the wall feebly, and finally lost all the strength to beat, and sat down slumped against the wall, covering his ears with his hands and trying not to listen to the hoarse voice like the magic voice.

"Arthur Jackman."

I don't know how long it has passed, but after an extremely long time for him, the deep and hoarse voice finally remembered him again.

"Who are you, you bastard, let me go!"

Arthur Jackman was shocked and roared again.

However, the deep and hoarse voice still ignored him, and said to himself: "Arthur Jackman, haven't you been breaking up with your girlfriend recently and kicking her out... Now that you have succeeded, in my It worked out with help."

"You've had your dream single day, but unfortunately, your girlfriend paid your rent, so you're now kicked out and have to survive on your own."

"Don't worry, this is not kidnapping, and the kind Jigsaw will not abuse you. It is just teaching you how to live independently. You can use this as, um... a training course for independent survival?"

"Here, you will learn to make money yourself to meet your own clothing, food, housing, transportation..."

Arthur Jackman suppressed his panic, and said anxiously: "I will, I have already met, let me go, I will make money by myself in the future, I... I will pay your tuition...Damn it, you locked me up How do I make money here?"

(End of this chapter)