Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

People are indeed dying.

When he heard the news, Zhou Yunzheng and Wen Wusheng were eating supper and barbecue at a roadside stall, when someone at the table next to him swiped the wb, and said to his friend in horror: "Look at the trending search!! Wang Ting has an accident and went to the hospital! ! People seem to be dying!!"

Wang Ting is the name of that female star.

The barbecue booth exploded instantly:

"My goddess?!"

"No way?! Wasn't it fine yesterday?!"

Wen Wusheng hurriedly took out his mobile phone with a skewer in his mouth, clicked into the top search: first-line actress Wang Ting was rescued in Ping An Hospital

The one who exposed the news was a patient who was seeing a doctor at Ping An Hospital late at night.

A patient secretly filmed Wang Ting's male bodyguard rushing into the Ping An Hospital carrying the unconscious Wang Tingji, accompanied by Wang Ting's agent and assistant, etc. In the video, the entire group ignored the influence and hadn't stepped into the hospital yet. He shouted for doctors and nurses at the door, and the little assistant beside him was shaking with fright, with tears on his face.

"..." Zhou Yun said, "Boss, please don't poison me in the future."

Wen Wusheng watched the video twice. The person who exposed the phone had too low a pixel resolution, and there were so many people surrounding Wang Ting. In the video, Wang Ting almost only showed the back half of her body, with her head hanging limply on the back of the bodyguard. , with black hair hanging down, fluttering back and forth in front of the bodyguard's chest.

Her whole body was like a lump of dead flesh, bumping on his shoulders as the bodyguard ran.

What exactly happened to Wang Ting can't be seen from the video.

"how so?!"

"She's so young!"

"Why is it her? She is so kind and nice, and that bitch xx is still very popular. Why did Wang Ting have an accident!"

Passers-by cursed and stepped on other big brands, Wen Wusheng turned on his mobile phone navigation and searched the distance from here to Ping An Hospital, and it was less than 4 kilometers.

I don't know how long it has been since Wang Ting's accident to the person who exposed the video online, but I still have to go to Ping An Hospital.

Wen Wusheng looked around, saw a shared electric car on the side of the road, and said to Zhou Yun: "You pay for the meal, and I'll be right there."

"Okay!" Zhou Yun responded quickly.

The two quickly rode to the hospital.

Because the quarrel was not very pleasant, the five players acted separately at night, and the two of them did not see other players when they arrived at the hospital.

After entering the gate of the hospital, Wen Wusheng and Zhou Yun were about to go to the top floor to find the emergency room where Wang Ting was. As soon as they stepped into the elevator and were about to press the floor, they heard the two doctors talking in the elevator: "I didn't expect that such a young man would be so young." died."

Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Dead!"

"The reputation is so good and the future is bright, why can't I think about it like this." Another doctor sighed.

He looked at the two people behind him: "Which floor are you going to?"

Zhou Yun immediately said in pain: "Doctor, to tell you the truth, we are Wang Ting's fans, we got in with great difficulty, and wanted to send her off..."

"You are late." The doctor sighed.

Zhou Yun quickly interrupted: "Then where is she now?"

"The mortuary."

……

It was already late at night at the entrance of the mortuary. The guard locked the door and was about to get off work. He heard a "bang", and he was knocked unconscious with a stick from behind.

Zhou Yun held up the stick and breathed a sigh of relief, Wen Wusheng picked up the key from the ground and opened the door of the morgue.

As soon as they entered, a chilly air spread around the two of them. The lights were somewhere, and the morgue seemed to be foggy in the darkness, with extremely low visibility.Wen Wusheng polished the lighter that Linwan had in his hand, and the flickering flames vaguely illuminated the pale and stiff corpses on the table.

With a sound of "click", Zhou Yun finally found the lamp behind him. Even though he played many horror games in this kind of place, he still felt terrified.

It was summer, and in order to prevent the corpse from decomposing, the refrigeration system in the morgue was in operation, and it was like a huge freezer.

Wen Wusheng searched around a few times, and finally found Wang Ting's body in a separate cubicle.

Zhou Yun sighed: "It turns out that there are distinctions between high and low after death."

Just as Wen Wusheng was about to lift the white cloth, there was a "creak" sound from behind the door, Zhou Yun was startled and thought it was the guards waking up, but it turned out that it was Sun Cheng who walked in.

"Is this Wang Ting's body?" Sun Cheng approached and asked.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yun knocked off Sun Cheng's hand.

Since the game has a personal overall server ranking, the player's personal performance in the game must be extremely important. Sun Cheng is nothing more than trying to grab plot points.

Sun Cheng clenched his hands, and Wen Wusheng took a step to the left calmly. In the end, Sun Cheng seemed to disdain and did not move, but said coldly: "Which one of you knows corpses? I am from the spirit school .”

Zhou Yun was visibly startled. For a person like him who bumps into ghosts every day, the spirit school is the existence he longs for.

A few years ago, he was also concentrating on the entrance examination for the spiritual school, but finally gave up because of his poor physical fitness.

It's just that I didn't expect the people who came out there to have such poor quality.

"Of course you please." Wen Wusheng said lazily.

Sun Cheng lifted a little white cloth, Wang Ting's eyes were closed on the mortuary table, her face was still as beautiful as in front of the camera, but her lips were pale and her face was bloodless.The white cloth was lifted down, and there was no bleeding point on her body, and she was intact as if she was asleep.

Sun Cheng began to check her mouth, nose and ears, and the corpse had already become rigor, and it was extremely difficult for him to open her mouth.

Wen Wusheng leaned on one side, smoking a cigarette, watching while smoking.

Zhou Yun was shivering from the cold, picked a place to stand far away from the corpse, and then had time to ask in a low voice: "Boss, how do you know that Wang Ting died? It can't be a random guess."

Wen Wusheng nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Yun showed an indescribable expression.

Wen Wusheng said: "According to the normal routine, we watch death movies, and ghosts will come to chase and kill us. That's true. This is a simple three-day escape game, right?"

Zhou Yun nodded, wondering: "But why can't it be like this?"

"This one originally required two heads, but didn't require two melees. All other positions only needed one. The focus is on intelligence, not on the escape skill point and force. It's all guesswork. I guess this is the story of the main reasoning."

"The story of the main reasoning, along the way, the ghost should first kill who starts the story, and then let us explore the truth like detectives, instead of chasing us first."

Zhou Yun actually felt very reasonable for a while: "According to what you said, why is it Wang Ting, the chief editor is also possible..."

Wen Wusheng said very irresponsibly: "She looks like she is looking for death."

"...that's okay too?"

Wen Wusheng patted Zhou Yun's shoulder sympathetically: "Young man, you are not spiritual."

Zhou Yun: "...Boss, this is a logical reasoning game."

"Be a judge with reason, and a detective with intuition. Many cases are actually solved by intuition. For example, a woman suspects that her husband is cheating."

"..." Zhou Yun refused to accept it.

Sun Cheng came over and said: "She should have swallowed a large amount of sleeping pills and died. According to the degree of rigor, the time of death should be calculated backwards. She should have died before we watched the ghost movie. When she was sent to the hospital, she had no vital signs. She The team may be reluctant to part with this cash cow, so they rushed to rescue it."

Zhou Yun recalled the scene of a bodyguard carrying a corpse in the previous video, and somehow felt that the surroundings were a bit gloomy.

Wen Wusheng nodded in cooperation.

The loose smoking posture of the man in front of him was slightly familiar. Sun Cheng glanced at his ID, saw that his ID coincidentally started with the word "wen", frowned slightly, and felt even worse, but Wen Wusheng suddenly said: "You are so good .”

Sun Cheng was taken aback, and looked at him in surprise: "What?"

"You are really amazing and you know a lot, otherwise we wouldn't be going so smoothly." Wen Wusheng admired.

Zhou Yun looked at Wen Wusheng with a strange face.

Seeing his sincere expression, Sun Cheng was silent for a few seconds, and said a little embarrassedly, "It's actually okay."

Wen Wusheng said: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were from the spirit school before. The people who come out of the spirit school are very, very good. If you choose close combat, we must be very safe. We are very lucky."

Sun Cheng said after a while: "...you can ask me if you don't understand anything."

Zhou Yun was dumbfounded again.

Wen Wusheng flattered, and walked out with Sun Cheng, the lights in the mortuary flickered suddenly, one black and one bright like ghosts blinking wildly, and in the next moment of darkness, a face beyond recognition suddenly appeared on the back of Wen Wusheng's neck face!

As soon as Zhou Yun turned around, he was startled, dragged Wen Wusheng and ran out, the light in the morgue was no longer on, and the three of them had just ran out the door when they heard a few loud "bang bang bangs". The brightly lit basement corridor also fell into a pitch-black dead silence.

In a few breaths, the female ghost teleported to the front of the three of them, blocking their way.

The pale moonlight clearly illuminated her appearance.

She was burnt all over, a large part of her body was lumpy sand black like the bottom of an iron pan, and where the black meets the black was the half-cooked pinkish-purple flesh that flowed yellow pus as thick as caramel.