[Fifth Personality] Escape from the manor

Go around, sit down on the sofa opposite her, and smile at her:

"Don't be too nervous, I'm not interested in doing anything during non-game time."

He made it so clear that Qiao Yan couldn't continue to play dumb anymore.If the other party has already indicated her identity as a supervisor, then if she still pretends not to understand, then she is ignorant of current affairs.

His attitude was so peaceful that Qiao Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because she hasn't met this beautiful young supervisor in front of her in the "game" of the manor, so it's hard for her to compare him with the vicious and cruel supervisors in the manor game with such a peaceful and calm attitude. get in touch.

……

Qiao Yan sat on the sofa and pretended to look at the paintings on the wall of the room, but quietly looked at the beautiful boy-looking supervisor sitting opposite her.

He has been sitting there flipping through the photo album in his hand, not making much movement, not even paying too much attention to her.

When Qiao Yan watched him quietly again, he suddenly raised his face, and those blue eyes that seemed to be shining met Qiao Yan's eyes, capturing all her gaze.

Qiao Yan was a little embarrassed. When she was thinking of some legitimate reasons, the boy who was flipping through the photo album smiled at her more gently and kindly.

For the boy who looked like he was only about 16 years old, the word amiable didn't seem to fit him.However, from his smile just now, Qiao Yan really and subtly felt "kindness".

"Are you curious about this? Do you want to come over and have a look?"

The handsome looking supervisor held up the photo album in his hand, beckoned to her slightly, and gently patted the sofa beside him.

His sharper nails lightly touched the surface of the sofa, making a slight sound.

Qiao Yan's eyes wandered between his face and the hand he put aside. After much consideration, she slowly walked over to him and sat down.

The supervisor who claimed to be a photographer was very polite and gentleman. When Qiao Yan sat next to him, he moved a little to the side. Although they were close, there was always a small distance between them, which made the two of them indistinguishable. As for physical contact.

Joseph's hand flipping through the photo album silently clicked on the photo album, and the original color photos in the photo album lost their color in an instant.Then, he moved the photo album in his hand to Qiao Yan's side to ensure that Qiao Yan could see the photos on the album.

Those photos are portraits, and each one is lifelike.Before this, it was hard for Qiao Yan to imagine that black and white photos could be taken so realistically, as if a living person was frozen in the photos.

Qiao Yan couldn't help reaching out to touch those photos, she even thought that the people in those photos would move.

"Don't touch it casually."

Before Qiao Yan touched those photos, a fair and beautiful hand stopped her hand. The temperature on that hand was slightly lower than hers, but it wasn't too cold, just a good cooling feeling.

The young man's exquisite and beautiful face was in front of his eyes, and his blue eyes that seemed to glow were also carrying a hidden warning.

"Feel sorry."

Qiao Yan withdrew her hand like an electric shock.Since she came into contact with Joseph, she seems to say sorry the most, but after all, it is not surprising that many people are polite.

"It seems to be full of portraits here? No landscape photos?"

Qiao Yan was a little puzzled, shouldn't a normal photographer be more enthusiastic about the magical and magnificent natural scenery?But when you think about it carefully, black and white photos seem to fail to show the magical beauty of natural scenery.

"No,"

Joseph closed the album, and Qiao Yan continued:

"I became a photographer just to record and keep something."

He smiled slightly:

"Time changes everything, but what remains in a photograph never changes."

It sounds like Mr. Supervisor is a very nostalgic and emotional person.Qiao Yan made the first definition for Joseph in her heart.

"Are those paintings also the time you recorded?"

Qiao Yan looked up at the paintings on the wall, beautiful and delicate young people, noble and handsome young people, elegant and dignified old people...

Joseph put the photo album on the table next to the sofa, and turned his gaze to the portrait that Qiao Yan was looking at—it was the last portrait he drew of himself after he came into contact with photography, and the portrait was an old man.

Time has left too many traces on him.

Qiao Yan compared Joseph with the old man in the portrait, and finally asked her own question with some hesitation:

"Is that you in the portrait?"

The boy sitting beside her looked up at the portrait of the old man, and replied with a smile:

"That is the past eroded by time."

It was an answer, but not an answer either.

Then he stood up, walked to the wall, reached out and took off the old man's face, and then put it on the side cabinet.

Based on those portraits and his answers, Qiao Yan was able to guess some things, the most obvious being:

The juvenile-looking supervisor in front of her is definitely not as young as his appearance suggests.

As recorded in her notebook: Overseers are inhuman monsters.Even Joseph, who doesn't seem to be abnormal in appearance, is the same.

At least normal human beings cannot rejuvenate their youth forever.Even the sky-high price needles paid by the rich are just to save face, they can't erase the traces of time.Their necks, hands, and voices cannot be hidden.

But Joseph is different, he looks like a boy of about 16 years old, whether it is face, hands or voice, there is no trace left by time at all.

……

"Mr. Joseph, why did you come here to participate in this game?"

Looking at the back of the young man in front of him, Qiao Yan suddenly asked.

She was really curious.Survivors will come to Oletis Manor to participate in the game because they have desires, and many people are directly tempted by money.What about regulators?She felt that the supervisor might have a desire like a survivor to come to this strange manor.

She has only met three supervisors in this manor so far: Joker, Jack, and Joseph.

Both Joker and Jack express a morbid excitement about the hunt.Joseph, on the other hand, looked much more normal and calm.

The difference between him and other regulators is too obvious, so Qiao Yan can't help but consider his wish from a "human" perspective:

"Because of youth?"

Qiao Yan stared at Joseph's back. His figure was also a boy, and there was no sign of an old man at all.

The juvenile-looking supervisor stood with his back to Qiao Yan for about a second, then he turned around and overtook her, and sat back on the sofa next to her.

"It's not a good habit to pry into the privacy of strange men."

His half-smile made Qiao Yan particularly oppressive.

Just when Qiao Yan was about to say sorry, he said again:

"But we are somewhat familiar now, so let's make an exchange."

His blue eyes stared at Qiao Yan, and his light-colored lips raised slightly, revealing a reserved smile:

"You tell me why you came here to participate in the 'game', and I'll tell you mine."

What was thought to be rejection turned into an exchange, but Qiao Yan felt a strange sense of mutual understanding.But in an instant, she stopped her strange déjà vu, and said to Joseph with some hesitation:

"……I forgot."

She had been lost before, and she appeared in this manor as soon as she woke up.If possible, she would also like to know why she appeared here and participated in this "game".Even if she still remembered, Qiao Yan felt that it was impossible for her to tell the supervisor beside her all the truth.

"what a pity."

Joseph sighed slightly.

Qiao Yan looked at him, waiting for him to tell her reasons.

"I can't remember much either."

He showed Qiao Yan a kind smile, and his slightly sharp fingertips curled the silver hair around his ears:

"It's been too long, and I don't have a better memory than you young people."

08

When he returned to his room from the Oletis Manor on the other side, the sky was already slightly bright.Tiredly, Qiao Yan opened the thick curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the glass windows, she could clearly see the glimmer of light in the dark sky.

She yawned, then closed the window and fell on the bed.This time she seemed to have stayed in the Orytis Manor on the other side for a very long time, and she had to get enough sleep to cope with the next game.

Before falling asleep, Qiao Yan dug out the notebook from under the mattress, and added some information gained tonight. The most important piece of information was the addition to the conjecture about the exit of another world behind the mirror:

[The world behind the mirror is full of dangers, and the exit cannot be detected. It is recommended not to go there again. 】

When everything was finished, she couldn't help but fell asleep.

……

The black and white pattern shattered in his mind, making the sound of glass breaking.

The next game has already started.

When Qiao Yan woke up, what she saw was an old goddess statue, and she knew that the playing field this time was the Sacred Heart Hospital.

Qiao Yan looked at the hospital building which was still some distance away from her, and then ran to the ruins not far from her.These dilapidated walls serve as a cover, hiding her figure.

Before entering the ruins, she saw something different from before:

Beside the wall of the ruins, she saw a very old-fashioned retro camera supported by a tripod.

The moment she ran into the ruined wall, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of light on the camera, and then something like a modern projection screen was projected into the void through the lens of the camera.

What it is?