Horror game: opening scare system

"……how is this possible……"

Shouse seemed surprised that his attack would be blocked, but unfortunately he couldn't hear his tone and expression when he spoke... His dry face was expressionless, the mouth was made of a rolling shutter door, there was no nose, and two holes were dug out on his face. Two glass balls plugged into a hole are the eyes. This kind of puppet can be made by Zhang Xun himself.

Zhang Xun showed a contemptuous smile on his face, looked at Shouse, and said, "How is it? How about my proposal?"

"……I agree……"

Shouse didn't think about it for too long. Gods are different from humans. They don't have so many emotional constraints and they don't have too many influencing factors when making choices.Shouse's idea is very simple. Since it is impossible to realize everything I want at the beginning, it is better to listen to this outsider's proposal. At least in this way, he still has a chance to rebuild the Blast Prison.

No one knows when Kosmos, who left, will wake up. If the Blast Prison is gone, then House will definitely be severely punished.

Hearing Shouse's choice, the smile on Zhang Xun's face became even wider: "A wise man's decision, then, send us out."

Shouse nodded and waved his hand. A white light bloomed on Zhang Xun and Si Ling, and they both felt a sense of separation at the same time.

"Very good." Zhang Xun boasted, but he didn't know who he was complimenting. Then, Zhang Xun leaned down, lay on Mei You's body, stroked it lightly twice, and said softly: "Go and make a big fuss." Bar."

In the next second, a white light flashed, and both Zhang Xun and Si Ling disappeared in place.

……

Because the dungeon was not completed but was sent out by the gods in the dungeon, Zhang Xun did not go to the safe house this time, but returned directly to his home, and Zhang Xun threw himself on the bed and fell asleep when he got home. One sleep, until the next morning.

When I woke up in the morning, there was a light layer of frost on the windows, which had melted a lot at this moment, with a sense of freshness.

Zhang Xun got off the bed, wearing ordinary plaid pajamas, and a pair of ordinary gray slippers on his feet. He went straight to the bathroom, untied his hands, and then began to wash.

After washing up, Zhang Xun raised his head and looked at the mirror for a while...

Today's Zhang Xun is not the same as before, with a faint smile on his small face, his demeanor is a little less soft and innocent, and a little more cold and evil.The originally jet-black hair has become silver-white today, and it has grown a lot.

Raising his hand and hooking the hair sticking to his face with his little finger, Zhang Xun turned around and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, but Zhang Xun was not in a hurry to get something, but frowned at the dazzling array of desserts in the refrigerator, Then said disdainfully:

"Tch, there are so many sweets, only brats like these." After finishing speaking, Zhang Xun took out a can of coffee beans.

In the following time, Zhang Xun made a simple breakfast for himself, including eggs, bread, ham, and fish steaks. At the same time, he also used those coffee beans to make coffee for himself, a cup of coffee that was ridiculously strong.

Without adding sugar, Zhang Xun picked up the coffee and walked to the window, looking down, he heard the siren when he was eating.

Cold air came in through the window, and the white smoke rising from the hot coffee trembled unconsciously. Zhang Xun took a sip of the coffee to warm up his body. He didn't seem to think the coffee was bitter, and there was no expression on his face after he took it. Change, just continue to look downstairs indifferently through the window.

He saw the police car parked downstairs. Several police officers, two little girls and their parents were talking about something. The expressions of the little girls were relatively dull, while the expressions of the parents were full of sadness and anger. Like tearing something into pieces, the police officer kept comforting him and recorded some things at the same time.

Zhang Xun's hearing is so good, even here, he can clearly hear what the people below said, so he probably understands what happened.

To put it simply, there is a man who lives in his brother's house and is a rapist. The victim is his brother's daughter and his brother's neighbor's daughter. In addition, through his brother's description, Zhang Xun already knows who the culprit is. up.

Judging from the current situation, it is impossible for this prisoner to be arrested or there is no way to be arrested. He has already died in the dungeon, Zhang Xundong's hand.

However, Zhang Xun didn't have much thought. He turned around and went back to the house after roughly understanding what was going on. He didn't care about these two families.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Xun, who was about to go to the sofa, stopped, took another sip of coffee, and then turned to open the door.

After the door opened, a girl stood outside.She was wearing a simple white dress, her hair was long but not messy, and her complexion was fair, but not as elastic and energetic as Zhang Xun's.In addition, the girl has serious dark circles and bags under her eyes, which makes her eyes look swollen, and the girl's eyeballs are bloodshot.

The girl's eyes are very interesting, there seems to be a layer of tears shining in her eye sockets, which makes her look pitiful, like a little milk dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Zhang Xun didn't speak. He was waiting for the girl to speak. After all, it was the other party who knocked on the door. No matter if he found something wrong or had something to say, he always wanted to say something.

He took a sip of coffee and began to search for memories in his mind. He had met this girl a few times, but that was all. He didn't know her name and had no communication with her. This guy just lives upstairs.

The upstairs is a noisy family for Zhang Xun. He often hears men and women arguing, crying, etc., um... and sometimes there will be people upstairs when he is playing. Ensemble with the violin.

No more impressions.

Turning her attention back to reality, the girl outside the door looked at Zhang Xun and pursed her lips. She looked at Zhang Xun and asked in a rather cold voice, "Why haven't you played music recently?"

In addition to being cold, the girl's voice also carried a strong sense of decadence, a very contagious sadness that made people easily lose their emotions.

"No time." Zhang Xun replied casually.

"Then...then when are you free?" The girl pursed her lips again and asked without giving up.

"I don't know." Zhang Xun answered casually again, and he answered with confidence.

Zhang Xun really doesn't know when he will play the piano. He basically comes here to enjoy himself, and returns after enjoying himself. For example, he wants to read novels now.