Chapter 428 Fang Shiming’s Rebellion, Him in History
“Judging from Wang Chaling’s performance just now, his disregard for human life was probably developed due to family reasons. In this way, there are still It might not be a theme park, but a laboratory, similar to the nano-laboratory that Luo Qian placed under the Fushou Garden in Dahai City."
"We still need to understand the specific situation first. Don't mess up."
"If it is really such an evil place, even if I am not capable, I will tell the headquarters and let them send someone to deal with it."
"But we can't reveal it yet. Dahe, Xiaotong and Lao Fang are just ordinary people. They will definitely be scared after knowing this."
Lin Yuan buried all his speculations in his heart and said with a pretentious smile: "Let's go in and have a look. I don't know what kind of surprises Officer Wang has prepared for us. I hope there will be more interesting things."
No one refused, and the four of them continued to explore along the corridor between the cells on both sides.
The lights above the head are yellow and dim, and the air is filled with a faint smell of corpse. This smell is accompanied by the cold and damp breath, making people feel very uncomfortable. adapt.
"It took a lot of effort to even make the smell so realistic." Lin Yuan said softly. He glanced at He Yin'er and the others to confirm that there was nothing strange about them. He breathed a sigh of relief. But my heart sank more and more.
Isn’t that corpse smell really just a prop, not the real smell of rotting corpses?
Along the way, except for the light near the corridor, the depths of the cells on both sides were hidden in darkness. The surroundings were silent and almost oppressive.
Under this environment, the nerves of the few people who should have been relaxed following the "store manager" became tense.
No way.
Although the "store manager" behaved very normally, the tension and uneasiness in the white mist ghost world could not be faked, but they felt this very clearly.
The unknown is always the scariest.
Especially when there is a terrifying existence like the "Store Manager" who can rely on cognition to distort reality and even change the killing patterns of ghosts.
Not knowing His thoughts is an extremely dangerous thing.
No one knows whether in His knowledge, a beast will suddenly burst out of the cell and drag one of them into the darkness.
In movies, it’s always like this.
“We can only hope that the store manager has not watched too many movies, otherwise it will be troublesome.”
Lin Yuan, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and looked at the cell on one side, while He Yin'er, Tong Qian and Fang Shiming also looked over nervously.
In the cell illuminated by the light, a pair of skinny, cold, dead feet covered with corpse spots were lying there quietly.
Moveless.
The legs showed no signs of decay, as if they had been abandoned here for many years, but the other end of the legs was hidden in the darkness.
The dim light could not spread, making it difficult to see the body in the darkness.
"It's a ghost!"
He Yin'er and others suddenly understood, and then they suddenly looked at Lin Yuan, their expressions became extremely nervous.
Fortunately, Lin Yuan did not give the answer "ghost". He just said: "The prop model is very complete. Those who are more timid may be scared. Are you not afraid?"< br>
He Yin'er, Tong Qian, and Fang Shiming looked at each other, then looked at the legs of the corpse that had not turned into a prop model at all, and their hearts became heavier and heavier.
However, the answer was yes after all:
"It's just a toy, how can we be scared? Brother Yuan, don't underestimate us, we are very courageous."
"That's right! Don't say it's just a pair of prop model legs. Even if it is..."
He Yin'er covered Tong Qian's mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, let's continue exploring. Maybe there is a lot of interesting things inside. "
Lin Yuan glanced at the two girls and said, "Okay."
After Lin Yuan turned around, He Yin'er let go of Tong Qian and whispered: "Don't say anything you shouldn't say. Don't forget, as far as the store manager is concerned, we are all just ordinary people. If he really knows that a ghost has come out, we will all be waiting to die here!"
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Tong Qian also knew that she had been a little reckless just now, and nodded quickly, "I understand."
Fang Shiming sneered: "A woman is a woman, and the same goes for women in the headquarters. Don't hold back, but... It doesn’t matter, I have Guizha’s ghost coffin on my back. According to the store manager’s knowledge, even if there is a ghost, don’t expect me to save you.”
After that, he strode to keep up with Lin Yuan's pace, like a loyal younger brother.
He Yin'er and Tong Qian looked at each other, not taking Fang Shiming's threat to heart at all, and continued to walk forward, but the further they walked, the more terrifying they became.
There are many strange situations in the cells on both sides.
In some cells, there is a wooden stool covered in red paint. It looks like a supernatural object, like some kind of medium that triggers evil spirits. It is placed in the cell to avoid being touched by others.
In some cells, the lights cannot illuminate at all. From the iron bars onwards, it becomes pitch black, revealing an unusual and strange feeling.
Some cells were empty, with nothing in them, but the rusty iron fences were twisted and deformed, or even broken several times, as if the things that were once locked inside had escaped.
There were strange noises coming from some cells, like someone pacing back and forth, but nothing could be seen.
The further you go inside, the more chilling you feel.
There is no doubt that there are some unexplainable supernatural phenomena in most cells, as if ghosts appear at any time.
Obviously.
The "store manager" has already acquiesced in the existence of these supernatural phenomena. Otherwise, they would not have remained the same after they appeared in the eyes of the "store manager".
That is to say.
If Li Gui's killing pattern is really triggered, there will definitely be no movement at all.
But the strange thing is.
Obviously there are so many supernatural phenomena here, but I did not suffer any attacks along the way. Although it was scary, I was very safe.
Is it the "store manager's" cognition that is working, or is it that the seemingly useless cell really imprisoned the evil ghost?
He Yin'er placed his eyes on Lin Yuan's back. Along the way, Lin Yuan became more and more silent, barely speaking, and the atmosphere became a bit depressed.
It seems that there is unknown fear brewing.
Soon, this prison came to the end. It was a thick bluestone brick wall, but in front of the wall was an old wooden table, like a desk.
There is an old lamp on the table.
The table lamp turned on, the light was yellow and dim, but it could only illuminate the vicinity of the wooden table.
In addition, there is a bottle of black ink with a pen inserted in it. Next to it are several notebooks with yellowed paper, which seem to have unfinished notes.
"Brother Yuan, there should be clues about this cell here. Let me go and take a look." Fang Shiming said but did not move immediately, but looked at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan nodded, and then he stepped forward to check the desk, and finally focused on the notebook on the table.
The handwriting on the note is very strange, like symbols, and it seems like the strokes are missing. It is not complete at all and there is no way to identify the handwriting on it.
But what is certain is that the writing on it was written by a living person.
With doubts, Fang Shiming searched carefully again, but there was no other suspicious place on the desk, only the handwriting that was like a symbol that could not be deciphered. No matter how he looked at it, he could not identify the content on it.
"Brother Yuan, these notebooks should contain the background and secrets of the theme park. Including the meaning of the bell, as well as the rules of space and time."
Fang Shiming said, but his eyes drifted towards He Yin'er and Tong Qian unconsciously.
Obviously the expressions of the two of them were very normal, with a hint of thinking, but he always felt that these two women were laughing at him and laughing at his... timidity.
Just because he is also quietly guiding the "store manager".
The increasingly uneasy feeling in the White Mist Ghost Realm made him feel a deep fear. If even the "store manager" could no longer protect their safety, he would even recognize some terrible things. , even something that has no solution, so can they still get out of here?
What is the supernatural power of the ghost coffin? As long as the "store manager" knows that you are dead, you must die even if you are still alive.
Fortunately, after his guidance, the uneasy atmosphere in the White Mist Ghost Realm eased a little, giving Fang Shiming a little more peace of mind.
Lin Yuan stepped forward, picked up the open notebook and checked it, "There are some strokes missing, and they need to be completed to understand the content recorded above."
Lin Yuan picked up the pen and was about to When she was about to try, Tong Qian suddenly said: "Boss, a new round of bells should be coming soon."
Hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately took out his pocket watch.
At this time, the pocket watch immediately reached ten o'clock in the morning, and then the bell rang. The heavy bell resounded throughout the old house, and even the road outside the old house could be heard clearly.
Also at this moment.
The pocket watch in Lin Yuan's hand suddenly began to move backwards, as if it was moved by some special force, and the hands on the pocket watch began to move backwards crazily.
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
Twenty minutes...
It didn't stop until thirty minutes, that is, half past nine.
He Yin'er was also looking at the pocket watch in his hand, "It's a very magical mechanism that can actually set the time through the sound of a bell. This... technology is already a miracle."
Li Gui can be explained by the beast coming out of the laboratory.
Space can be explained by the development of science and technology.
The heterogeneity can be explained by bioscience and technology. The soul of the dead can be explained by injecting consciousness into the body of the robot.
How to explain that time?
He Yin'er didn't know, so he could only say it was a miracle, and then asked Lin Yuan for his opinion. Anyway, in the knowledge of the "store manager", there would always be a suitable explanation.
However, when she raised her head, she found that where Lin Yuan was, there was no one there.
Lin Yuan disappeared!
The notebook he was originally holding in his hand lost its support and fell down, hitting the corner of the desk and finally falling to the ground.
He Yin'er felt cold all over, "Brother Yuan, he...disappeared?"
Fang Shiming was even more panicked visibly, "How could he disappear? Could it be this supernatural place? The supernatural power of the place can even affect the store manager? It’s just a matter of time. Why would it affect the store manager?”
The voice grew from small to loud, and finally roared.
Tong Qian looked around and said in a deep voice: "The White Mist Ghost Realm is still there, and the store manager is still there. Maybe it's some special mechanism. Or maybe it's caused by this notebook. Maybe if you pick it up, Combined with the bell, you can find the store manager, or you need to decipher the content on it.”
She was about to pick up the notebook, but Fang Shiming picked it up first, "I want to see what is written on it!"
His eyes swept across the notebook, and the strokes were originally missing. The record has been completed at this moment, and the content above can be clearly seen.
But just the first sentence made Fang Shiming's eyes widen: "How, how... how is it possible!!!"
"What is recorded above?"< br>
He Yin'er and Tong Qian immediately walked over and wanted to take the notebook and take a look, but Fang Shiming suddenly took a step back and, still maintaining his gorilla state, punched them directly.
He Yin'er didn't react at all.
The sandbag-sized fist hit her shoulder directly.
Bang!
The sound of fists colliding with metal sounded. He Yin'er took a few steps back and gasped heavily.
Fortunately, she was wearing a ghost suit, which was the last and most perfect piece in the tailor shop in Taiping Ancient Town. In the "store manager's" recognition, it turned into something similar to a soft hedgehog armor.
otherwise.
This heavy punch cannot be resisted by taking a few steps back.
This is also in the "store manager's" perception. The physical fitness of the two people has changed greatly. One has the physical fitness of an ordinary woman, and the other has become the physical fitness of a gorilla.
Tong Qian’s reaction was faster.
Although she has become an ordinary person in the perception of the "store manager", even before she became a ghost controller and the person in charge, she was still working within the system and was a member of the law enforcement team. One member.
Facing Fang Shiming's sudden attack, she reacted quickly, crossed her hands in front of her chest, took the blow, and only took a step back.
Although it is not clear what happened.
But her body reacted faster than her brain. The moment she stepped back, she stepped forward, waved her slightly numb arms, and stabbed away at a tricky angle.
At the same time, the crying cats and smiling cats on her left and right shoulders also rushed towards Fang Shiming with cries and laughter.
“Get away!”
Fang Shiming roared angrily, turned sideways and took the blow with the clothes on his back, and at the same time tore off his clothes and waved them around, sending the two cats flying backwards.
Tong Qian quickly caught them and distanced herself from Fang Shiming.
And all of this happened in just one breath.
"Fang Shiming, why are you crazy? The store manager is only temporarily missing. The White Mist Ghost Domain is still there. Nothing happened to him. Everything you are doing now is betrayal. Do you understand?" He Yin'er roared, with unspeakable anger in his voice.
Fang Shiming sneered and said: "I'm not crazy, you have no idea what happened."
As he spoke, he was not idle. He turned around and went to take away all the notebooks on the desk.
Tong Qian and He Yin'er looked at each other, and they rushed forward one after another, with Tong Qian as the leader and He Yin'er as the assistant. The two of them cooperated tacitly to repel Fang Shiming.
Although their physical condition is lower than that of Fang Shiming, it can be seen.
Fang Shiming really didn't dare to kill the two of them. He was obviously worried about something. Faced with the two people's life-threatening fighting style, he could only retreat temporarily.
Looking regretfully at the two remaining notebooks on the desk, Fang Shiming left directly.
Tong Qian still wanted to catch up, but was stopped by He Yin'er, "It's more important to take a look at the things recorded in the notebook first. If Fang Shiming can take action against us, there must be very different contents recorded. Only by understanding everything can we know. How to subdue him."
"You are right, I was too impulsive."
Tong Qian took a deep breath and walked forward to check the contents of the notebook with He Yin'er. , and said at the same time: "We have to move faster. In any case, if Fang Shiming attacks us, he will probably attack others. Even if there are ghosts, the tall male corpse, the starving ghost, and the knocking ghost, if he A sudden attack may really cause unnecessary..."
Tong Qian's words suddenly stopped.
She has clearly seen the contents of the first page of the notebook in her hand:
【August 19th, Gengshen year, heavy fog. 】
[In the past twenty years or so, I still haven’t found the location of the Peace Hotel, but I met him again, Lin Yuan, the manager of the Peace Hotel. 】
"Gengshen Year?"
Tong Qian is not very familiar with this year, or the new generation of people are not very familiar with this way of calculating years, unless they go to special study Pass.
So, she didn’t know exactly what step this Gengshen Year would take.
"By recording the year in this way, this person named...Wang Lu should have lived many years ago. And this name...should be Wang Chaling's father!"
Tong Qian specially translated I took a look at the cover of the notebook. On it was written the name of the owner of the notebook and the person who recorded the diary inside:
Wang Lu!
Although the information about Wang Chaling's family is kept secret at the headquarters, Tong Qian's status at the Peace Hotel is enough to read most of the information at the headquarters.
What's more, this time the "store manager" is going to the Wang family's old house for team building, so naturally he needs to know more about the Wang family.
Wang Lu was Wang Chaling's father and the second generation of the Wang family. He was once very famous in an unknown circle, and he was... a kind of unscrupulous being.
And what he relies on are the evil ghosts who turned into ghosts after the death of a generation of the Wang family, two beings who were active during the Republic of China.
In front of the state machine, as long as you carefully investigate, no matter what it is that has left traces in the world, it will basically be uncovered.
The difference is just the time.
This is the result of countless situation verifications, including the investigation of the Peace Hotel and the store manager. From the headquarters' perspective, although it is difficult, it is only a matter of effort.
Like now.
Once hidden in the long river of history, information about the Peace Hotel and its manager has begun to be unearthed.
"September 27, 1980." He Yin'er said suddenly.
“What?” Tong Qian didn’t react for a moment and looked up in confusion.
He Yin'er looked at the second notebook in his hand with a complicated expression, "The year of Gengshen was 80, which was forty years ago."
Growing up in the ancient town of Taiping, she was taught by the words and deeds of the older generation, and what she learned was very useful and contained a lot of traditional content.
“Forty years ago? In other words, Wang Chaling’s father, Wang Lu, had met the store manager forty years ago, and he had met the store manager once at least more than twenty years ago. ? Wang Chaling is only in his twenties. This Wang Lu can be regarded as a man of old age... And I remember that in the records of the headquarters, which is also the timeline of the virtual game, the store manager was forty years ago. It also appeared in Taiping Ancient Town. There are some old people in the town, they should have memories of that year," Tong Qian said.
He Yin'er shook her head, "Their memories have been affected, and everything about the store manager has been erased. If... everything in the virtual game at the beginning is real. And this notebook If it's true, the traces of the store manager's existence are definitely not just eighty years ago."
As she spoke, she handed over the notebook in her hand.
Tong Qian quickly took it and took a look. It was still a diary, but the handwriting was much more childish. At a glance, she knew it was written by a child:
[Guisi year, July 18th, heavy fog. 】
【I finally came back from abroad. A lot of people died there, and there were a lot of scary guys. Fortunately, my parents were the most powerful. Whether they were blond, blue-eyed, or black as carbon, one He spoke in incomprehensible bird language, but he was very arrogant at first glance. He was either slapped to death by his mother or torn in half by his father. It was simply too powerful! From now on, I want to be someone like them... No, I want to be someone more powerful than them! 】
Seeing this, the corners of Tong Qian's mouth twitched slightly.
"Wang Lu's parents should be from the Wang generation, and they were also active figures during the Republic of China. I didn't expect them to be so ferocious, and what year was it? They also went abroad to control ghosts with outsiders. Have you ever fought before?" Tong Qian looked at He Yin'er doubtfully.
"August 27, Guisi year, 1953." He Yin'er's expression became increasingly complicated.
53 years?
Tong Qian looked solemn, she was very familiar with this year.
Before becoming a ghost controller, a lot of the knowledge and education she had learned included the knowledge of that special time. "It turns out that they went there, and they were worthy of respect. But in this way , the traces of the store manager can be traced back to 1953, which is more than sixty years ago."
As she spoke, Tong Qian continued to look down.
[On the way home, Dad was very happy all the time, and a smile appeared on his often cold face from time to time. He said something about fighting for a hundred years of peace, and that he could have a good time with those old guys in the future. Bragging, I don’t know which old guys they are, I have never seen them before. 】
[When I was almost home, it suddenly started to fog, and it was a heavy fog. There was also a hotel in the fog called the Peace Hotel. The store manager is a big brother with a gentle smile, but for some reason, my father and mother are very vigilant. They are even more cautious than the monster-like guy they met abroad. 】
(End of this chapter)