Doomsday Jigsaw Game

v2 Chapter 7: People who are vital to the white mist

A clean and tidy white coat makes a smile more comfortable than the winter sun. As a doctor, Father Bai's temperament is comparable to an idol.

When he suddenly appeared in front of Bai Wu, Bai Wu was dumbfounded.

How to describe Father Bai?

Bai Wu recalled the views of the neighbors, his father was an almost perfect person, his appearance, wealth, and personality were all impeccable in the eyes of those who knew him.

Everyone wants to be Doctor Bai, and everyone admires Bai Wu.

Except Bai Wu himself.

As a young man, he also thought about ruining his father, but he had calculated the pros and cons since he was a child, and later discovered that this practice did more harm than good.

Sometimes Bai Wu was also in a trance, looking forward to Father Bai in his heart, who really was the Father Bai in the crowd.

"It seems that in this world, you adapt well and have made a lot of friends. Have you met a girl you like? Do you want to talk to me, I can check it out for you."

"I am very fond of women."

Bai Wu did not speak.

He had a stomach of doubts, and these doubts prevented him from taking a step forward, but he did not forget the prompts given by his eyes.

Especially the remarks that appeared in his eyes had already let him know what it was.

[The Bridge of the Dead, also known as the Bridge of the Reborn, where the evil spirits occasionally play the obsessions before a living life. Their purpose is only one, pry your mouth open, you better forget that you still have The function of speaking. In fact, it's very simple to pass through this area, and it doesn't matter what it is.

But ~ the absence of negative emotions does not mean that there is no emotion. In other words, the so-called absence of negative emotions may simply be because there is no specific thing encountered. Some game rules are simple, but difficult to do~]

Bloody horror, threat of death, terrible monsters, monsters and monsters, ugly human nature...

These things can cause people's various negative emotions, but they have no effect on the white mist.

Even the person who most wanted to face in the memory, Bai Wu had already been able to calm down... at least he thought so.

But when obsessions really appeared, there would still be very slight fluctuations in his heart.

"Don't speak? Didn't you expect our relationship to be so bad? Hahaha, I'm already dead, are you afraid of me?"

Bai Wu calmed down forcibly, no longer paying attention to the phantom of his father in front of him. This matter is not easy for him, but it is no longer difficult anymore.

It's just that this evil spirit is more powerful than he thought.

"Don't you want to get answers from me in your heart?"

"Don't you want to know your mother? Or don't you want to know why I treat you this way?"

The footsteps stopped again.

Bai Wu turned her head and stared at Father Bai fiercely.

This man who seems to have his own light is obviously just a fake, but Bai Wu still wants to know the answers to these questions.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and continued on his way.

There is no hindrance.

These things called "dead" by the eyes seem to be just a certain form of energy, and they are far less exaggerated than those in film and television dramas.

As long as they obey the rules and keep silent, they can't do any physical obstruction.

But it can continue to disturb the mind.

"Death is only the beginning of the next journey. You seem to be very comfortable with this journey. You must be thinking that I am just an evil spirit, an unreal \'player\'."

"I just keep bewitching you to talk. I don't know the answers to these questions. You must think so, right?"

"This is indeed my goal, but I am not ignorant. My ability is more exaggerated than you think."

"Child, do you really want to talk to me? After you leave here, it will be the last time you see me. Even if you hate me, you should know... why I deliberately made you hate me?"

Bai Wu's footsteps stopped again.

"enough!"

He didn't say this sentence, it was just his inner thoughts, and even the expression on his face did not change, but some bloodshots appeared in his eyes.

"I must quickly think of something else."

"What are Lin Wurou doing? What are Yin Shuang doing? Will they be able to pass smoothly?"

Father Bai’s voice began to interfere again:

"Come on, let's retell the old things for a long time. In fact, if you speak, it won't cause anything."

Once again, Bai Wu took a step forward, and he began to calculate many future possibilities, calculating the changes of the order group supervision, and Cain's exploration journey after sneaking in.

I also wondered what the Xie family were planning.

His brain started thinking about many things in an instant, and these things seemed to start thinking at the same time.

His footsteps were getting faster and faster, and finally Bai Wu heard a sigh.

"Really firm... Although I really don't know the answers to these questions, I can feel that you are a very special person..."

Father Bai disappeared, and Bai Wu looked back again and saw only a dark shadow, just like those students in the mirror world.

It's just this shadow that can see the eyes.

His eyes were blessed and helpless:

"Let's go, the road is still long, don't talk...your father will be very pleased to know your growth."

Many black arms stretched out from the silt, firmly grasped the black shadow's leg, and dragged it into the silt abyss.

Bai Wu didn't expect it to be like this.

He experienced a powerful undead who saw his obsession at a glance, but the undead itself is not evil...

After it tried to lure itself into speaking and failed, it seemed to have a glimpse of something, and it blessed itself.

Bai Wu continued on his way, more and more doubts about this island in his heart.

What kind of place is this? What is the truth about the lies that claim to be able to eliminate all life's misery?

The scene changed again.

He once again came to this vibrant island seven hundred years ago.

Only at this time, Bai Wu was standing under a rock, which was more than ten meters high. Standing on the top of the rock was a girl in school uniform with glasses and big braids.

"What did Mom and Dad bring me into this world for?"

This sentence naturally asked Bai Wu.

If there is no answer, obviously the girl will jump off the rock.

Bai Wu ignored it. As he said before, the regrets of others can only be heard as stories.

He can save Hongyin, Yanjiu, Jiang Yimi and Bai Xiaoyu, but this is within his ability.

Right now Bai Wu couldn't save this girl, especially since he knew very well in his heart that she had been dead for 700 years.

A note popped in his eyes, letting Bai Wu learn about the life of the child.

[Her academic performance is excellent, and she is a child that teachers and neighbors like to envy. She never disobeys her parents, and helps her parents with all kinds of housework at home.

She was not scolded or tortured by her parents, she just felt the difference. Because she has a younger brother, a younger brother who skips class every day, causes trouble, fights, and stays out of the Internet cafe at night, and even owes loan sharks at a young age.

However, her parents are always not as good to her as to her brother. It seems that she has not suffered from domestic violence and has not been bullied. But when the doomsday came, some of her parents’ practices kept her obsessed. The delicious food would be reserved for the younger brother, the warm clothes would be reserved for the younger brother, and the tiring work of searching for supplies would be taken care of by her own sister.

Don't worry about widowhood and suffer from unevenness, this sentence can also be used for parents to treat their children. Years and months, her heart began to depress, she came to this island, seeking relief. Your answer can relieve her, but the price will be very serious, and you can find a better way. 】

So seeking relief... is suicide?

Bai Wu looked at the **** the rock and shook his head slowly.

He could predict that she might have been experiencing this death for seven hundred years. The preference of her parents for her younger brother and her indifference to her kept her from getting liberated.

"Obviously as long as there is a younger brother, I don't need to live at all, I'm just a redundant existence." The girl's voice was a little hollow.

Children at this age are prone to get into the horns and produce various knots.

But in the end Bai Wu didn't speak, and his end was not here. Although he hoped that this girl could get rid of her happy knot, deep down in her heart, Bai Wu was always able to prioritize many things.

Soon after he took a step, he heard a dull sound.

Seven hundred years ago, this island that appeared in the last days and claimed to be able to wipe out all the sorrows of life, a girl ended her life.

Bai Wu once again recalled the man looking for the camera before, and suddenly thought...maybe this is an island where people continue to commit suicide.

The so-called sweeping away all suffering in life is to seek death.

But when human beings face death, there will always be a lot of fear. In his opinion, neither this girl nor the man before him is desperate to the point of seeking death.

"Could it be... they don't know that the so-called eradicating of life's misery is suicide? They came to this island, really hoping to be saved? So suicide... maybe it was some kind of inducement?"

In the coconut grove in the **** area and the yellow line grass area in the square area, the white mist could not see too many clues.

But the Bridge of the Dead made him faintly feel that the theme of this island is related to death.

If you want to rescue these people correctly, the hope can only be pinned on the puzzle pieces of the doomsday.

After a long journey, Bai Wu could already see the stele.

At the junction of the third area of ​​hearts and the second area of ​​hearts, Baiwu had calculated the map distribution before, so in the second area of ​​plum blossoms, he instructed the other two people to go straight in the diagonal direction.

Just when the white mist was about to reach the end, he heard the sound of the bullet being loaded.

"Finally I got caught, don't move, then shoot again."

A man with a black headgear and suit holding a police pistol was aiming at the white mist.

Bai Wu turned his head and found that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He ignored it, the white mist of the bridge of the dead had already figured it out.

There are many souls who may have died by suicide in this area. When you encounter these people, you will probably encounter their death scenes.

But as long as there is no morality and can't help it, everything is easy to say.

The most troublesome thing is that there is still a kind of evil spirit that can arouse people's obsession. This kind of evil spirit can not only change its form and become a person who can't let go of it, but it can even get a glimpse of a part of reality.

This suit robber with a gun seems to be one of them.

But compared with Father Bai, this person seemed irrelevant.

Bai Wu didn't care at all, not to mention whether the soul could shoot, even if it could, this kind of gun would hardly hurt himself.

He turned around and left cleanly.

"Hey, don't go. Is your memory so bad? Can't even remember who I am?"

Bai Wu was unmoved, but this fierce spirit was obviously unwilling to let him go. The moment Bai Wu took a step, he appeared in front of Bai Wu, and then pulled the trigger.

boom!

The accompanying power strengthens the vision of Prell's Eye, giving the white mist the powerful dynamic vision.

At this moment, it seemed that the air was filled with mist, and the bullet rippled up and shot at him.

At the same time, Bai Wu heard a familiar sentence.

"Goodbye, detective."

Suddenly, the bullet disappeared, and the mist and ripples in the air also disappeared.

The bullet did not take away the vitality of the white mist. On the contrary, the gunshot was the opening of a certain memory valve.

The memory finally emerged, and Bai Wu remembered that he had seen this thug wearing a headgear.

"Remember? I said that our fate is not so shallow."

The black headgear was taken off, and a strange but familiar person appeared to Bai Wu.

"It’s strange to say that you have seen me when I was a kid in this posture, but when I grow up, you have seen you when I was a kid. We each embarked on a different journey, and in the end there was no way. See you again, but as long as you are willing to respond to me, I can answer some of your doubts. Or? You haven't remembered who I am until now?"

Bai Wu couldn't imagine why he would meet such a person here.

The last case in the previous life was a serial homicide. The murderer's law is easy to find~lightnovelpub.net~ He only kills people with specific names or specific nicknames.

The names and nicknames of these people have one characteristic, that is, the names of people in a certain book.

They just happen to be similar to the names of some authors in the book, but they have attracted the attention of a criminal with a very high sense of anti-reconnaissance.

It took a long time for this criminal Baiwu to finally find a clue. But when the criminal was finally captured, there was a small problem.

Worse, he was shot down by the criminal.

On the other hand, his death opened a new journey.

"I am not an insignificant person to you, Bai, Mist. To be precise, your relationship with me-is important."

The pitch-black muzzle was aimed at the white mist again.

The doubts in my mind were more exaggerated than when I faced my father.

He always thought that his death was just an accident, after all, chasing the murderer was originally a high-risk occupation.

In many cases, going to the scene of the first crime is an act of death.

The memory of the past suddenly poured in.

The various details of the scene before his death began to appear in Bai Wu's mind.

Black headgear, 762mm bullets, cicada cries, weird eyes, weird laughter-and a tattoo inadvertently exposed on the cuff.

Between life and death, Bai Wu can remember limited things, but now... he seems to have experienced that scene again.

"Goodbye, detective."

After this sentence, the criminal who killed Bai Wu said another silent lip.

"I wish you a pleasant trip."