The Trial Game of Life

Just as Zheng Yingying was thinking about killing the boss, Tang Cuo's coffin opening was coming to an end.

The coffins of Pao Pao Qi's father and the murderer have been split open, and no physical boss appears, they are all soul bodies.Tang Cuo fought them one after another, and Pao Paoqi's father was easy to deal with, but the murderer was a murderer after all, and it took him a lot of effort.

Immediately after absorbing the soul light group, Tang Cuo spent some more time, but the harvest was equally rich.The murderer's soul light group increased his intelligence by ten points. So far, his intelligence points have increased from 65 to 104.

When the dungeon is cleared, his intelligence points will probably exceed the force value immediately.After breaking through the [-] mark, Tang Cuo could clearly feel that he could control magic more freely.

The two coffin openings also helped him directly lock the identity of the deceased.

This is not only because of the elimination method, but also because Tang Cuo can still see their memory fragments when absorbing the soul light group, and thus learn the real situation at the scene.

The heavy rain on Xishan Road was heavier than the day Yiping asked her father for money.

The bright yellow taxi rushed onto the non-motorized lane, knocked over the trash can on the side of the road, and turned around.In such a big situation, no matter how heavy the rain was, it would not be able to cover it up, and the police happened to be nearby.

The police siren sounded soon, and Pao Pao Qi's father was forced to step on the accelerator by the murderer. He was about to stage a life and death speed, which added a lot of color to his ordinary life. The clinker and affectionate young man suddenly saw the murderer's foot Wearing rain boots.

The purchasing agent said that there is only one pair of these shoes in China!He gave it to Momo!

The affectionate young man's eyes widened, his eyes moved to the fruit knife on his waist by the murderer, and then he thought of his meeting with Momo on Xishan Road, and he took a breath.

At this time, although the murderer held the affectionate boy hostage with a knife, most of his attention was on the police car behind.Seeing the police chasing him on a motorcycle, he cursed secretly and took out his cell phone.

Maybe he wanted to use his mobile phone to contact someone and arrange a way out for himself, but as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he saw a push message.When he was slightly stunned, the facial recognition unlocked the phone. At this time, his expression became very strange-astonished and shocked.

In the next second, he quickly pushed the button away, not even paying attention to the pursuers behind him, and slightly relaxed the knife against the affectionate young man.

It was a piece of news about the murder case on Xishan Road. It was the earliest stabbing case at the intersection, and it had nothing to do with the murderer.But the murderer watched intently with a sullen face, and the affectionate boy scanned the phone screen after being shocked.

He happened to see the picture of the scene in the push, the description of the deceased's signs, and the description of the murderer.

The information on the Internet is true and false, and the news sent out in such a short period of time has not been verified, completely confusing the murderer who happened to appear at the intersection with the stabbing incident.

In the eyes of the affectionate young man, it was the murderer who killed the innocent girl, and that person—— Momo!

He is 173cm tall, has long black hair, wears a white dress and high heels, and carries a shoulder bag with a bear pattern, which is exactly the same as the photo sent to him before going out silently!

In an instant, a thunderbolt struck the young man's mind, shattering his rationality.In addition to shock, tears, and anger in his widened eyes.

"You killed Mo Mo, you actually killed him!!!" He was angry, and his anger made him forget the knife on his waist and his fear. He pushed the murderer away, and grabbed the His shoulders and the back of his collar forcefully slammed him against the car door.

The murderer was reading the news, and he didn't expect that an ordinary passenger in a taxi, or a weak boy like a chicken who was held up by him with a knife, would suddenly attack.

"Bang!" The powerful impact under the blessing of anger directly opened the murderer's head.Maybe it was a coincidence that he hit the place. Although the door was not knocked open, the glass of the car was broken.

The shattered glass was embedded in the murderer's head, and heavy rain poured in from the shattered window in an instant, wrapped in blood and broken glass, and hit the affectionate young man's face.

He was stunned.

The glass scratched across his cheek and drew a bloody hole, but he didn't respond, he just stared blankly at everything in front of him, as if he couldn't believe it was done by himself.

Pao Pao Qi's father was also stunned. The car lost control in an instant, and was about to hit a bridge pier when it skidded.

But the murderer came to his senses at this moment, regardless of the blood on his head and face, at the very moment, he grabbed the affectionate boy by the collar, opened the car door and dragged him out.At the moment of jumping out, the front of the car hit the guardrail on the bridge. After a loud noise, it still couldn't stop the forward momentum and plunged into the river.

"Bang—" the taxi entered the water.

In Paoqi's father's memory, the momentary weightlessness and fear almost choked his throat, making him unable to breathe.But the back door was open, and the heavy rain beat the back of his head mercilessly, and the cold touch brought him back to his senses.

The only gift his daughter gave him when he was a child was a safety buckle that was hung in his car. He glanced at the safety buckle from the corner of his eye, thinking of his daughter, he suddenly felt a burst of courage in his heart, unbuckled the seat belt, put down the The back of the chair, crawling backward regardless.

The front of the car was already in the water, and he couldn't open the front door. In desperation, he saw the rear door was open and climbed back.At this time, the river water poured in from behind. He grabbed the broken car window, ignoring the broken glass into his palm, pulled and kicked hard, and finally broke free from the car.

On the other side, the murderer grabbed the affectionate boy and rolled him off the bridge, and ignored the taxi that fell on the bridge. He grabbed the affectionate boy and asked, "What's your relationship with Momo? Tell me! How did Momo end up on Xishan Road?!"

The affectionate young man was almost dizzy from his shaking, and the heavy rain hit his face, which almost blinded him, "Let, let me go! You murderer! You killed Momo!"

"Shut up!" The murderer punched the affectionate young man on the back of the head and hit the ground. He was in extreme pain, hurt and angry, and his rationality went offline again, and he wrestled with the murderer.

The murderer's knife fell on the car, and both of them were unarmed, and they turned into the most primitive beating each other.

While watching, Tang Cuo endured the shock caused by the light ball of the soul, his brain throbbing with pain, and his brows could not help but frown.

The fight between the two was really ugly. If you give me a punch, I will repay you with a kick, but overall, the murderer has the absolute upper hand.The emotion he conveyed to Tang Cuo was already hysterical.

The word "Mo Mo" obviously stimulated him, especially when the affectionate young man yelled "You killed Mo Mo", his mood fluctuated greatly, causing a storm in Tang Cuo's spiritual sea.

The affectionate boy didn't know the truth, but the murderer knew it.He didn't kill the man on Xishan Road, he just pushed the corpse past and stood there looking at it from a distance.

The crowd was too crowded, and the rain was too heavy. He didn't see the man's face at all, but just watched indifferently, looking down on the ignorant crowd around him with a high and god-like attitude as usual.

But what did this person say?

Died silently?

"Shut up! Shut up!" He hit harder and harder, using [-]% of his force, trying to make the opponent shut his mouth.

The affectionate boy was almost beaten to death by him, but fortunately the police arrived in time, separated the two and subdued the murderer.The onlookers hid far away, carefully watching in the car or in the surrounding shops, and many people held up their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, but no one dared to come out.

"Mo Mo is my brother! How could I kill him?! He can't die, you are lying!" The murderer was pinned down by the police, his eyes still fixed on the affectionate boy, and he gritted his teeth.

The affectionate boy was lying on the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and no one dared to touch him at will.He heard the voice and looked over, saw those ferocious but desperate eyes, and said with all his strength: "You, you lied..."

"Mo Mo so... well...how could you be like...brother...brother..."

After he finished speaking, he coughed in pain. A policeman came to protect him from the rain, and anxiously called an ambulance, completely blocking the murderer's sight.

The murderer had already been handcuffed. When he heard that sentence, he widened his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds.Just when the police thought he was going to be captured without a fight, he suddenly let out a desperate cry and struggled to rush towards Xishan Road.The force that erupted at that moment was so great that he broke free from the restraints and ran out.

He had just escaped from there, and now he was going back.

The police rushed to catch up with them, and the two of them threw him to the ground with all their strength, suppressing him firmly, and not allowing him to take a step forward.He screamed and struggled, his eyes fixed on the direction of the intersection of Xishan Road, "Let me go! Let me see him!"

"let me go!!!"

"Let me go!"

"silently!"

The more he struggled, the more he was restrained.The heavy rain soaked everyone's clothes, and the blood mixed with the rainwater flowed down from the bridge, like a bead curtain, and was about to wander in the river.

"Be silent..."

"I beg you to let me pass, let me see him one last time..."

The yelling turned into pleading.

From the time he broke into a taxi and escaped here, it was actually only a short distance of one or two kilometers.But let alone one kilometer, he can't go even 100 meters now.

At this point, the murderer was arrested, but the deceased was not Pao Pao Qi's father or the seriously injured affectionate boy, but the man who stabbed to death an innocent passer-by by mistake in the earliest Xishan Road case.

After he stabbed someone to death, he probably panicked, and then realized that he had killed the wrong person, so he dropped the knife, turned around and ran away.Coincidentally, his escape route is exactly the same as that of the murderer, the only difference is that he walks on two legs, not fast.

The more he ran, the weaker he became, especially when he heard the siren, he couldn't run anymore, panicked, and finally sat down on the side of the bridge.There was a frustrated young man by the bridge, drunk, and seeing him so down and out, he put his arms around his shoulders and wanted to call him a brother.

The drunk man said that life was too difficult and he was too sad, so he wanted to jump into the river.

"Mourning, look, the sky is crying for me." This is what Tang Cuo saw on the mobile phone of another onlooker on Xishan Road. The word "mourning" appears second only to "Dedide" and "You, Me, Him" ​​in everyone's story line.

The man drank the drunkard's wine, his throat was hot, and he finally felt a little warmth.After returning to the cage rationally, he became deeply afraid, stood up again and wanted to continue to escape.

At this moment, an out-of-control taxi rushed up the stone bridge, crashing him into the river with the bridge railing, so fast that he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"Damn it—brother, why did you jump by yourself? Is it me or you?!" The drunk was caught by the strong wind from the car, and almost fell into the river.Fortunately, he was hugging the railing of the bridge, and he was not very close to the man, barely standing on the edge of the damage.

He blinked his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed vigorously, his dizzy head was slapped by the cold rain, and he seemed to wake up a little bit.

"Huh?" He saw the murderer and the affectionate boy fighting each other, and looked back at the taxi in the river, sweating coldly.

Tang Cuo saw the work nameplate pinned to his chest, on which his name and position were written—Marketing Department, Chen Jun.

Isn't this the social animal Chen Jun who was fired by his boss because of busy work and delays of the delivery staff, who missed his meal and angered his boss?

Tang Cuo remembered that he said in a message to his friends that he was in a bad mood and was going to get drunk.

It now appears that this drunkenness will eventually teach him the value of life.

After Tang Cuo sorted out all the ins and outs of the matter, he inevitably felt a little absurd.

These three cases, excluding all accidental factors not directly related to the parties involved, such as delivery staff, dog owners, Pao Paoqi, Chen Jun, etc., are actually a double arrow that keeps returning.

The cheating scumbag wanted to kill someone because he failed to keep his girlfriend, but he accidentally killed an innocent passerby.

The brother of an innocent passer-by is a vicious serial murderer who happened to kill the scumbag's ex-girlfriend.

The timing of the two murders is about the same, and the escape route after the murder is about the same, that is, the relationship between the front foot and the back foot.In the end, the taxi the murderer took hit and killed the scumbag.

The man who killed because of impulse also died because of the impulse of others.

Although the vicious murderer survived, he will accept the trial of the law and spend his last days in endless regret and torture.

Karma, tried and tested.

But the lost life will not come back again. Thinking about it this way, Tang Cuo's mood becomes not very good.The dungeons of Eternal Night City always have a lot of malice towards the players. The "evil" the players do in the world, it always has to be magnified ten times to show you.

If you have to say it, Tang Cuo feels that the so-called clearing process has already started from the moment he stepped into Eternal Night City.The sins that people bear are far more than those written in the survival assessment report.

After a series of fights, although Tang Cuo successfully adjusted the soul turbulence index to zero and drank medicine to restore his health, he already suffered from hypoglycemia, his face was still slightly pale, and he became colder and colder.

Soon, he found the tombstone of the scumbag's mobile phone, and quickly resolved it.

The battle starts almost simultaneously on three levels.

Jin Cheng has been fighting and never stopped, the monsters get stronger as they go to the back, and the difficulty is comparable to learning from the West.Zheng Yingying and Meng Yufei successfully avoided the patrols of most of the monster doctors, and after a few small fights, they reached the dean's office.The two stood at the door, one on the left and the other on the right, holding their breath and concentrating on the countdown to three seconds.

"Three, two, one!"

But instead of rushing in, he stuffed two lighted firecrackers into the crack of the door.This is what they got from a player when they came up from downstairs.They killed the monster that was about to take the player, and took the firecracker, fair enough.

Amidst the two explosions, there was the low growl of monsters in the room, and the crash of heavy objects falling to the ground.Meng Yufei immediately kicked the door in, while Zheng Yingying picked up the fire extinguisher in the corridor and took a step back.

She had to gather strength and look for an opportunity to give the monster a fatal blow with the Nameless Blade.

Xiao Tong paid attention to the situation in the three places at the same time, and Tang Cuo, who fought alone, ended the fastest.The paleness of his face seems to be directly proportional to his ferocity, the paler his face, the stronger his ferocity, and the harder the beating.

The strength of the second boss was similar to that of the first one, but he fell after 15 minutes of walking under his hands. This was when the battle involved two nearby tombstones and two soul bodies were summoned to fight together.

But this time, Tang Cuo was not in a hurry to absorb the soul light group.After the war, his state was unstable. If he absorbed it immediately, his bad state would be superimposed, which is not conducive to recovery.And there is only the last one of his healing potion left, so use it sparingly.

He decided to look for Mo Mo's tombstone first, and then absorb the light ball after he found it.

But Mo Mo's tombstone was hidden very deep, and after half an hour, Tang Cuo even found the tombstone of the affectionate boy, but he couldn't find Mo Mo's.

The mobile phone interface of the affectionate boy is Alipay, and he can see his historical bills, one of which is money for rain boots.Tang Cuo used Pao Pao Qi's account to obtain the transaction price and specific time of the rain boots from the purchasing agent, which matched.

Which one is Momo?

Tang Cuo stood on top of the first tombstone, his eyes swept across the entire cemetery again.At this time, the cemetery has become miserable due to several battles. In the dim sky, the remaining mobile phone tombstones emit a faint blue light, which is suitable for shooting ghost stories.

The dungeon is not so easy to clear, and the clues about Momo must be hidden in the minutiae.The reason why he is hard to find is because there is too little information about him.He is also a man who can dress up as a woman, and the content on the phone is difficult to define by gender.

At this time, there was still the last hour and a half before the six-hour time limit.

Tang Cuo didn't want to waste time, but he was not in a hurry. He felt that his body was almost recovered, so he went to absorb the soul light ball first.In the light of the scumbag's soul, he finally saw Mo Mo's face clearly.

This is a neutral face, very heroic after wearing a wig, and tall, like a model.Although she is wearing women's clothes, her chest is still flat, she walks confidently and her eyes are clean.

Tang Cuo didn't want to know the story of silently talking to the affectionate boy.Tang Cuo didn't want to know the story of how he and his brother depended on each other, and how his brother became a serial murderer, but he gave Tang Cuo a good impression silently.

This is probably the so-called eye margin.

The picture of memory flashed by, and Tang Cuo carefully recalled the details of his body, comparing it with the remaining tombstones of his mobile phone.

He was smoking, and when he took something out of his bag, he showed a corner of the cigarette case.

He uses TF's clarinet lipstick, and what should be Tiffany's bracelet on his hand.

His skin is fair and well maintained, but he has calluses on his hands.Looking at the position of the cocoon, it is not made by typing on the keyboard all the year round, but made by grinding it with a pen. The two are slightly different.

painter?designer?

What else is missing?

Tang Cuo recalled carefully, his eyes swept over the many mobile phone tombstones in front of him, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration-what is the silent mobile phone interface?

When the scumbag stabbed him from behind with a knife, he happened to be standing at the intersection with his mobile phone waiting for the red light.After being stabbed with a knife, he turned around suddenly, and the phone fell from his hand.

At the moment when the screen shattered, Tang Cuo remembered seeing the screen saver of the phone, which was a picture.If the mobile phone tombstones in the soul cemetery all display the real interface, then it means that the tombstone silently should display the picture!

Tang Cuo couldn't see exactly what was on the picture, but he knew the general color and feeling.It was a picture of blue and pink intertwined. Based on the color alone, Tang Cuo was able to narrow the scope down to five tombstones.

He quickly eliminated the five tombstones one by one with the method of elimination until the last one remained.

The light pink sky and light blue sea cover the entire screen.This is a painting that can make people calm down. The strokes are very soft, and the picture is simple but not monotonous.

There is only one memo in the mobile phone, and a modern poem is hidden in the memo.

【It's a pen that blooms in despair

It's a flower that resists the inevitable journey

It's the ray of love that wakes up

Illuminate the landscape above zero]

Tang Cuo claimed to be illiterate, and had never read any poems except those in textbooks. Of course, he didn't know the source of this poem, but he could understand the general meaning.

The open-minded and optimistic Momo is probably two completely different people from his brother.

pity.

With a little regret, Tang Cuo drew his sword and slashed at the tombstone reflecting the poem. With a "click", the tombstone shattered, and Tang Cuo slashed open the grave with another sword strike.

The light suddenly appeared, and the dust was flying, just like the previous two times, a figure with a body appeared in the light.

Tang Cuo was ready to fight, and before the light dissipated, he preemptively struck.The sword of judgment lit up with holy brilliance, and it slashed down fiercely, but it seemed to hit some metal object, "Dang!" The sword of judgment was held firmly.

At this moment, Tang Cuo saw the boss's face clearly, and his heart trembled.

"Your Excellency the Warden." Tang Cuo immediately drew back, his sword hand lowered naturally, and his thumb gently stroked the nightingale ring on his hand.

He stared, but the expression on his face was still calm, looking directly at the person who walked out of the light.

"K27216, Tang Cuo." Xiao Tong walked out of the cracked coffin unhurriedly, with a smile on his lips, "We finally officially meet."

"The warden is so forgetful, we just met." Tang Cuo replied.

Xiao Tong saw his calm and upright appearance, like a hero, and thought it was amusing, and couldn't help asking: "Are you born with this?"

Tang Cuo understood what he was asking, and said expressionlessly, "Maybe."

Xiao Tong smiled, and with his hands behind his back, he walked leisurely to Tang Cuo and turned his head to look at him, "You don't need to be so guarded against me, if I want to harm you, you are already dead now. Jin Cheng I should have told you that you have no chance of winning against me."

"So what does Your Excellency the Warden want to do?"

"Make a deal with you."

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The poems in this article are from Bei Dao's "Scenery Above Zero".