Horror game live BUG is actually my own

Fu Yan turned his head, and Fan Xiangyi was indeed standing beside him.

Fan pointed to the corpse of the man stabbed by Fu Yan: "Are you still playing?"

Fu Yan's heart was still pounding, and he was speechless: "Am I playing? She is playing, and I am about to be played to death."

Fan Xiangyi: "It's not that you've been playing for so long, I think you've forgotten this watch."

Fu Yan complained: "Is this a place where you can never miss Shu!"

"It's fine if you don't play." Fan Xiangyi held Fu Yan's hand that opened his pocket watch, and frowned, "Is your hand so cold?"

Fu Yan was about to say, can you also check the temperature here, but Fan Xiangyi didn't wait for his answer, and directly held his hand to close the pocket watch.

Snapped.

The moment the pocket watch was closed softly, everything that was suspended started to move!

The freezer continued to open, and the body continued to wobble towards him, but Fan Xiangyi didn't even bother to take a second look.As soon as he raised his hand, the scalpel that Fu Yan stabbed out flew straight up and landed on Fan Xiang's hand.When he handed it to Fu Yan again, the scalpel changed in the blink of an eye.

It becomes a scalpel that can be pushed and pulled.

When Fan Xiangyi handed it back to Fu Yan, he also put the knife away, and the black smoke stopped pouring out.Fu Yan took this scalpel, which looked like an old-fashioned utility knife, and put it in his pocket casually.

At this stall, the rabbit doll in Fu Yan's hand suddenly jumped up, and went straight to the door of Fan: "You cheated! You disrupted my game again! Why are you ruining my game again? !"

Fan Xiangyi grabbed its face: "Just because he has discovered the secret of the mortuary, the director can take him away." One sentence, "By the way, if it weren't for you, the branch line wouldn't be so fast, thank you."

Nuo Nuo Guo went mad with anger: "I didn't mean to help you! He didn't discover the secret of the morgue! No!!!"

Fan Xiangyi didn't argue with her, but turned to Fu Yan and asked, "Then did you find out?"

Fu Yan glanced at the ferocious shaking corpse, the roaring doll rabbit, and Fan Xiangyi holding the rabbit with one hand.

——Anyone who wants to live knows how to choose, right?

"...I found it." Fu Yan was actually just guessing, but now, he had no choice but to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, "The donation of living bodies in this hospital...is an organ business."

"Did you hear that, brat?" Fan Xiangyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, and threw the rabbit away, "I'm taking him away for an 'interrogation'."

After the words fell, Fan Xiangyi grabbed Fu Yan's wrist.Fu Yan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the next moment, he found that he had changed rooms.

It's not cold anymore, but it's also quite dark.

Originally, this was a large room with relatively luxurious decoration. The furniture was made of high-grade solid wood, and all the furnishings were exquisite. It should still look quite pleasing to the eye.However, the room was not lit, and the only source of light came from one of the walls.

There is a huge screen on the wall that almost occupies the front wall, and many pictures are divided on it, and the faint fluorescent light comes from this.Fu Yan took a closer look and found that these pictures were very similar to those seen in the monitoring room, even more, and the angles were more subtle. It was obviously an upgraded version of the hospital surveillance video.

Fu Yan: This really suits Fan Xiangyi, a stalker...

There are several monitoring screens on the screen, and the upper right corner clearly shows the words "-2 floor", "mortuary 01", "mortuary 02".Among them is the one marked "mortuary 01", and the scene that Fu Yan just saw at the scene can also be seen - corpses running around on the ground, and doll rabbits.

The doll rabbit jumped up and down angrily, and kept cursing Fan Xiangyi.The sharp and distorted little girl's crazy sound came from the speaker, making Fu Yan's eardrums hurt.A few seconds later, the doll rabbit suddenly raised its head, looked at the camera, and then jumped up and slapped the camera with its face!

Under the fisheye camera, the picture is as weird as it is.

"you……!"

As soon as the rabbit opened its bloody mouth, Fu Yan immediately covered his ears, and Fan Xiangyi directly turned off the monitoring sound.

The room suddenly fell silent.

"Aren't you stupid?" Fan Xiangyi casually sat down on the ergonomic chair, "What's the use of covering your ears? It's the wailing of a ghost. Don't you know how to turn off the sound?"

Fu Yanxin said that you turned off the audio to block the wailing of ghosts. Is this method very reasonable?

However, he is really used to the "annoying" way of speaking. He glanced at the laptop in front of him and replied, "I can't react to such an outdated machine."

"..." Fan Xiangyi was choked by him for a second, and he said speechlessly, "You can't turn off the voice, you can't open the pocket watch, what can you do?"

Fu Yan said: "You either don't look at it, or you are anxious after reading it, why bother to suffer?"

"I'd love to watch it." Fan Xiangyi sneered, and said coldly, "It's you, it's fine if you don't turn on your watch when you are brought into the morgue, and you don't turn on your watch when you see a dead body. Do you think you can beat it?" Is that right? You don’t even know how to pull it out when you plug it in. This is your level of competition.” While speaking, Fan Xiangyi grabbed Fu Yan’s hand and pinched his fingers, “I’m so afraid that my hand will get cold, you What else can you do in this state?"

Fu Yan had a chance to say what he said before, and he pulled out his hand and said in a cold voice, "I'm not afraid of that, it's cold! Think about the temperature in the morgue, okay?"

Fan Xiang said: "Leng, don't you know to come out earlier?"

Fu Yan said, "The door is locked."

Fan Xiangyi: "I mean open the pocket watch!"

Fu Yan became impatient with the same rhetoric repeated by him five times, and blurted out: "If you really don't like it, you can go directly, why don't you wait for me to open and close the pocket watch for fun?"

Fan Xiangyi also kept suppressing his depression: "Didn't I fucking want to get to know you again, and want to respect your decision!"

"..." Fu Yan was really stunned this time.

He didn't expect Fan Xiangyi to say that and think so.According to Fan Xiangyi's previous performance, the goal of this person is his "past life"; this person is so special to him because he feels that one day he will recover his memory and become that "past life" completely.According to this logic, Fan Xiangyi shouldn't have any idea of ​​"re-acquaintance", but push Fu Yan all the way to complete the task, recover the soul, and wait for the soul and memory to come back together.

Fu Yan frowned and said, "Don't you want those souls to come into my body?"

"What nonsense."

"You want to restore the soul, isn't it to bring back the so-called memories together?"

"It's true that you insist on saying that." Fan Xiangyi's words made Fu Yan feel "as expected" in his heart, but Fan Xiangyi continued, "The main reason is that your soul is incomplete now. It will do you great harm. Therefore, replenishing the soul must be the top priority."

Fu Yan was silent for a few seconds, looked at his hands and said, "...I don't feel any harm."

"You are a single soul reincarnated into a mortal, you know what a fart." Fan Xiangyi snorted coldly, "I can warn you, I can respect your ideas now, but next time you are so stubborn and don't ask for help, insist on asking for help." Come on yourself, I may not be able to endure until the last second next time. You want me to respect you, but you also respect yourself! Don't kill yourself, okay?"

Fu Yan asked, "Why did you do this?"

Fan Xiangyi: "What?"

Fu Yan: "Why do you suddenly have the idea of ​​respecting me and getting to know me again?"

"You didn't fucking say this, what should I do if you don't restore your memory, or it won't change if you restore your memory?" Fan Xiang said, "I'll work hard for you, and the treatment is not as good as those two mortals. Well, I will get to know you again, and you will get to know me again, so let's start the head office again!"

Fu Yan was a little stunned: "So the way you get to know me again is to observe me all the time, and then wait until the last second when I call for help, and then show up?"

"I'm already very restrained. If you have something to say, don't make such an expression on me." Fan Xiang paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and choked out a sentence, "I don't know how to make friends with mortals, I'm too weak , it will break if you pinch it, and you have a big temper!"

Fu Yan's heart was still very complicated at first, and some strange thoughts arose for a while, but Fan Xiangyi's last sentence wiped them out.

"That's really embarrassing, I'm just a mortal like glass." Fu Yan snorted coldly, "If you want you, Bran, to condescend to make friends with me, it would be a great wrong to you. Oh yes, you still live My house, then my house is really flourishing..."

"Shut up, less yin and yang!"

Fan Xiangyi was furious at his mouth.It's interesting to watch him pissing off other people in the surveillance, but when it's my turn, I'm very annoyed: "I saved you, and you're just repaying your kindness, right?"

"..." Fu Yan choked on him, and realized that it was true.Fu Yan didn't know what was wrong with him, he was usually quite calm and loved to lie down, but when he was in front of Fan Xiangyi, he couldn't help but contradict him a little more.

——It must be the fault of Fan Xiangyi's domineering and smelly brother's temper!

——This is not a personal grievance, but a class conflict!

Fu Yan chose a few reasons to convince himself, and then finally adjusted his mentality, and looked at Fan Xiangyi seriously: "Then thank you for helping me just now."

His attitude suddenly softened, and Fan Xiangyi still thought it was strange.But Mr. Vatican was embarrassed to say, "Why are you so flattering, you change your attitude again", so he had to froze and changed the subject abruptly: "Shouldn't you be your branch line?"

"Let's do it." Fu Yan leaned against the table and replied, "Anyway, you brought them here, so why don't you decide?"

Fan Xiang glanced at him: "Do you remember what I brought you here for?"

Fu Yan thought for a while: "'Interview' me?"

Fan Xiangyi said: "Congratulations, you guessed right. But is this your attitude to be tried?"

Fu Yan: "Then what do you say, you want me to kneel down?"

"..." Fan Xiangyi felt that he was really sick, and Fu Yan's repeated and blunt words made him feel more comfortable.

"Stop being so talkative." Fan Xiang kicked the pulley chair next to him, and the chair came to Fu Yan's side.

"Sit down, I'll ask you an answer."