The game video is still playing.

I watched absent-mindedly, memories emerged from the depths of my consciousness, and now I had some impression of what I had seen.

Xiaomi died seven or eight times, edited out some repetitive processes, and took not much time to come up with the ending.

I only heard Xiaomi in the video exclaim in a daze: "Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?? It's past? Ha! I've passed! Ah, I saw the ending... This ghost is the real murderer... Oh...'... I killed him. I have to kill him. I want to leave this... Leave here!'... Oh, wait, this is gone?"

The white ghost disappeared in the game.

The protagonist detective begins to speak, summarizes his investigation process, and expresses his feelings.

"Wait! Hey hey hey, that's it? Ha... this seems to be unfinished. Why did you kill that man and say you leave... This is not a real ending? Is there a real ending... Oh, it's over. This, I should have played a normal ending. Wait for me to search..."

Xiaomi switched the screen, flipped through the comments on the homepage of the game's official website, and searched in the search website.

"Well, it seems that no one has made this ending yet... there is no strategy. I feel that this is not a real ending. This game has only been released for a week, and there may be updates in the future. I will try it again later... Oh, this time... OK, I will come here first today, wait for me to study it. I may also make a collection of various ways of death in the future. This is quite interesting. There are really many ways of death in the game. The author is very attentive. You can also play with it. If someone makes a real ending, remember to tell me. Thank you everyone. Then we will be here today."

As Xiaomi finished speaking, the video progress bar also came to an end.

The uneasiness in my heart has never subsided.

I really don't know what the problem is.

After turning off the notebook and putting the files back in place, I searched for the topic of the game with my mobile phone.

The game has been blocked and the discussion has been gone. The search results are all irrelevant content.

Only by searching on the social homepage with abbreviation, pronouns, etc. can you find a few words.

Some people still remember this game and are discussing the closing of this game and the live broadcast. The latter is more.

Such a discussion cannot be deleted 100% of all, but the topic is indeed much smaller.

There are not many people talking about it, but it is just that little bit of content. There have been no new comments or retweets for a long time.

As I watched, I felt a little sleepy, and tonight ended here and went to bed directly.

No dreaming.

I didn’t dream of Xiaomi, I didn’t dream of prawns, and I didn’t dream of games.

I continued to feel that strange afterwards, but I still couldn't find the reason.

When they got to work on Monday, they talked to the skinny man and the others, and they all looked puzzled.

"Intuition?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked, "Sure, a bad premonition?"

"Is Xiaobai reminding you?" The thin man looked at my chest.

"I don't know either. I just feel like... it's not very exciting." I frowned.

"What does it mean to be unstimulating? Not exciting enough? Do you think more people should die, like the game that last time?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked.

Her question sounds like a quarrel, but her attitude is not the case. She is just asking the bottom line and trying to figure out my situation.

"I don't know either. It's just very strange. It seems that something is wrong..."

The four of them accompanied me to ponder, but they couldn't find the doubts in this matter.

"Have you told Aoye's people?"

"I've talked about the dream and the game. They already have a suspicion, that is Xiaomi who died in the previous game spirit. Maybe his ghost did something..."

"Is it because the underworld disappeared and some souls returned to the human world? He also came back and then caused trouble?" the fat man guessed.

"What does that have to do with Brother Qi?"

"Xiaomi's soul should be completely destroyed by the game spirit, right? Can it be resurrected?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked.

"this……"

We looked at each other, with no answer.

"Maybe he was resurrected, that's why it's not normal, and Brother Qi felt something was wrong." said the fat man.

"What he said was not good." Guo Yujie corrected and glanced at me sideways, "It's better to say to Xiaoqiu. You think there are too few dead people."

"It's a bit too few." The words that echoed this were not me, but thin men. He raised his hand in front of Guo Yujie and said, "Think of it, with such a high download volume of that game, there is only one person who has an accident? It must be wrong. Even if there is only one friend of Xiaomi, and for an online anchor like him, there will be no only one friend of Thunder Jun, right?"

"Even if something happened to someone, we don't know. The news has been blocked in advance." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "What you subconsciously think is wrong may be because this time the action was too fast. Before the incident occurred to Thunder Jun, the live broadcast was closed. It was like, someone had known that Thunder Jun would have an accident. In order to prevent many people from seeing supernatural phenomena in him, the live broadcast was cut off in advance. After that, he quickly swept the tail and cleared the matters about this and games on the Internet."

Chen Xiaoqiu's analysis made me feel like I suddenly realized.

"Those people in the supernatural circle have finally done their jobs." The thin man sighed.

"This can't be considered a serious matter. If they do serious matters, they should prevent this from happening." The fat man shook his head.

"You have too high requirements. You are not a savior, you can do anything. Maybe they are just in this range of abilities?" The thin man retorted.

"It is also possible..." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "Their prediction and intervention are very limited."

"Isn't this what I just said?" The thin man spread his hands.

"It's not quite the same." The fat man stood on Chen Xiaoqiu's side.

"If you want to know this kind of thing in advance, you must rely on ability or some kind of spell. Normally, you should not be able to predict accurately, right? They may have just predicted that something happened to Thunder Jun, but they did not predict what happened to Thunder Jun. After discovering that he was broadcasting live, he cut off the live broadcast and followed the game to block the news, and gradually evolved to this point..."

"If the news is banned, will your uncle know anything?" the thin man asked suddenly.

Chen Xiaoqiu shook his head, "He has been handling other cases recently. There is a major case across provinces being handled."

"The world of ordinary people is also very troublesome... There are so many disasters and difficulties..." the thin man lamented.

"Don't be hypocritical." Guo Yujie complained bluntly.

"No, I'm serious." The thin man was serious.

I took my cell phone and subconsciously searched for relevant content.

Thunder Tingjun's account has become a person without such a person, and the name Thunder Tingjun cannot be found.

His whole body was wiped out.

Supernatural things took away his body and life, while others wiped out the traces of his existence.

I suddenly felt chill.

I stood up and scared the thin guys and the others.

"Brother Qi?"

"I'll go to the sixth village of Workers and Nonghua." I thought of Ye Qing, who took the initiative to erase his existence.
Chapter completed!