Doomsday Jigsaw Game

Chapter Seven: People Who Are Vital to White Mist

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

When he suddenly appeared in front of Bai Wu, Bai Wu froze.

How to describe Father Bai?

Bai Wu recalled the opinions of the neighbors, that his father was a nearly perfect person, his appearance, wealth, and character, in the eyes of those who knew him, were all impeccable.

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

Except Bai Wu himself.

When he was young, he also thought about ruining his father's reputation, but he would calculate the pros and cons since he was a child, and later found that this practice did more harm than good.

Sometimes Bai Wu is also in a trance, looking forward to Father Bai in his heart, and it is really the Father Bai that everyone talks about.

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

"I am very attractive to women."

Bai Wu didn't speak.

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

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

[The Bridge of the Dead, also called the Bridge of Rebirth, the evil spirits here will occasionally mischievously act out the obsessions of the living. Their purpose is only one, to pry your mouth open, you'd better forget that you The function of speaking. In fact, passing through this area is very simple, just don't care about anything and don't care about rushing.

But ~ no negative emotions, does not mean no emotions. In other words, the so-called absence of negative emotions may just be due to not encountering specific things. Some game rules are simple, but difficult to achieve~]

Bloody horror, threats of death, terrifying monsters, strange powers, demons and ghosts, ugly human nature...

These things can arouse people's various negative emotions, but they have no effect on Baiwu.

Even the person he least wants to face in his memory, Bai Wu has long been able to calm down...at least he thinks so.

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

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

Bai Wu forcibly calmed down, ignoring the phantom of her father in front of her. This matter was not easy for him, but it was no longer difficult.

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

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

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

The footsteps stopped again.

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

This man who seems to have his own radiance 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 "undead" by the eyes seem to be just some kind of energy form, and they are far less exaggerated than those in movies and TV dramas.

As long as they abide by the rules and keep silent, they cannot do any physical obstruction.

But it can keep messing with the mind.

"Death is just the beginning of the next journey, which you seem to be comfortable with. You must be thinking, I'm just a ghost, an unreal 'player'."

"I'm just trying to trick you into talking. I don't know the answers to these questions. You must think so, right?"

"This is indeed my purpose, but I am not ignorant, my ability is more exaggerated than you imagine."

"Son, don't 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...the reason why I deliberately made you hate me?"

Bai Wu's footsteps stopped again.

"enough!"

He didn't say this, it was just his inner thoughts, and even the expression on his face didn't change, only some bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

"I have to think of something else quickly."

"What are Lin Wurou and the others doing? What is Yin Shuang doing? Will they be able to pass?"

Father Bai's voice began to interfere again:

"Come on, let's catch up on the past after a long absence. 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 in the exploration journey after Cain sneaked in under the supervision of the order group.

I also wondered what the Xie family was planning.

His brain started thinking about many things at once, as if they started thinking at the same time.

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

"It's so 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 all he saw was a dark shadow, just like those students in the mirror world.

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

His eyes are full of blessing and helplessness:

"Let's go, there is still a long way to go, don't talk... Your father will be very pleased to know about your growth."

Many black arms stretched out from the mud, firmly grasping the black shadow's legs, and dragged him into the mud abyss.

Bai Wu didn't expect this to happen.

He has experienced a powerful undead who can see his obsession at a glance, but this undead itself is not evil...

After it tried to lure itself to speak and failed, it seemed to have glimpsed something, and then blessed itself.

Bai Wu continued on her way, feeling more and more doubts about the island in her heart.

What kind of place is this? What is the truth about the lies that claim to eliminate all the misery in life?

The scene changed again.

He came to this island full of vitality seven hundred years ago again.

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

"Why did Mom and Dad bring me into this world?"

This sentence was naturally asked of Bai Wu.

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

Bai Wu ignored it, as he said before, other people's regrets can only be heard as stories.

He can save Hong Yin, Yan Jiu, Jiang Yimi, Bai Xiaoyu and others, but this is within his power.

Bai Wu couldn't save this girl right now, especially since he knew very well that she had been dead for seven hundred years.

A note popped out of the eyes, allowing Bai Wu to learn about the child's life.

[She has excellent academic performance, and she is the envy of her teachers and neighbors. She never disobeyed her parents, and she also helped her parents with various housework at home.

She didn't suffer from the scolding and destruction of her parents, she just felt the difference. Because she has a younger brother who skips classes every day, causes troubles, fights, stays out at night in Internet cafes, and even owes usury loans at a young age.

And her parents have always treated her better than her younger brother. It seems that she has not suffered domestic violence or been bullied. But when the end came, some of her parents' actions made her always have obsessions in her heart. The delicious food and warm clothes would be left to the younger brother, and her sister would be responsible for the hard work of searching for supplies.

Don't worry about scarcity, but about inequality. This sentence can also be used when parents treat their children. Over the years, she began to feel depressed, and she came to this island to seek relief. Your answer will set her free, but the price will be very serious, and you can find a better way. 】

So seeking relief... is suicide?

Bai Wu looked at the girl on the rock and shook her head slowly.

He could predict that for seven hundred years, she had been experiencing this death. Her parents' preference for her younger brother and their indifference towards her kept her from being relieved.

"Obviously as long as I have a younger brother, I don't need to be alive at all. I'm just a superfluous existence." The girl's voice was hollow.

Children of this age are prone to get into a dead end and have various knots.

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

Not long after he took a step, he heard a dull sound.

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

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

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

But when human beings face death, they always have a lot of fear. In his opinion, neither this girl nor the previous man was desperate enough to seek death.

"Could it be...they don't know that the so-called eradication of life's misery is suicide? Did they really hope to be redeemed when they came to this island? So suicide...maybe it was induced by some kind of inducement?"

In the coconut grove in the spade area and the yellow line grass area in the square area, Bai Wu still can't 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, you can only pin your hope on the pieces of the doomsday puzzle.

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

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

Just when Bai Wu was about to reach the finish line, he heard the sound of a bullet being loaded.

"Finally I caught him, don't move, and shoot again."

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

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

He ignored it, and Bai Wu had already figured out the routine of the Bridge of the Dead.

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

But as long as there is no morality and refraining from going to the rescue, everything is easy to talk about.

The most troublesome thing is that there still exists an evil spirit that can induce people's obsession. This kind of evil spirit can not only change its shape, become a person who can't let go of its heart, but can even glimpse a part of reality.

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

But compared to Father Bai, this person seemed insignificant.

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

He turned around and walked away neatly.

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

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

boom!

The accompanying power strengthens the vision of Prell's eye, which gives Baiwu a powerful dynamic vision.

At this moment, as if the air was filled with mist, the bullet caused ripples 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 switch of a certain memory valve being opened.

The memory finally surfaced, and Bai Wu remembered that he had seen this hooded thug.

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

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

"It's strange to say that you have seen me as a child in this posture, but when I grow up, I have seen you as a child. We have embarked on different journeys, and in the end there is no way We meet 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 she met such a person here.

The last case in the previous life was a serial murder case. The murderer's killing pattern was easy to find. He only killed people with a specific name or a specific nickname.

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

They just happened to be similar to the names of the people in the books written by some authors, but they attracted the attention of a criminal with a very high awareness of anti-reconnaissance.

It took a long time for the criminal, Bai Wu, to finally find the clue. But when the criminal was finally captured, something went wrong.

At worst, he was shot and collapsed by criminals.

At best, his death started a new journey.

"I'm not an insignificant person to you, Shiro, Fog. To be precise, your relationship with me-is very important."

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

The doubts in his mind were even more exaggerated than when he faced his father.

He always thought that his death was just an accident. After all, chasing murderers is a high-risk occupation.

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

Memories of the past suddenly poured in.

Various details of the scene before death began to appear in Bai Wu's mind one by one.

Black headgear, 7.62 mm caliber bullets, cicadas singing, strange eyes, strange laughter - and a tattoo inadvertently exposed on the cuff.

Between life and death, Bai Wu could remember only a few things, but now...he seemed to have experienced that scene again.

"Goodbye, detective."

After these words, the criminal who killed Bai Wu said another silent lip language.

"I wish you a pleasant journey."

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