Please make the right choice
After Ji Yunding entered the building, the group of people stopped fighting immediately and started to discuss what to do next. After all, since everyone had already gone in, there was no point in continuing to fight, so it was better to discuss something more practical.
Wei Qianqiu stood at the door, drew his knife, and looked at everyone coldly.
"Now, I'm the boss, wait for me, no one is allowed to enter."
Lin Shu hesitated for a moment, sighed deeply, sat down on the spot, and spread his hands helplessly to show that he had given up, but his expression was full of worry.
"No, we're just going to watch?"
"Are you confident that you can beat the boss, or am I confident that I can beat the boss? It may not be useful even if we go in."
Ji Changsheng sat down next to Lin Shu and patted her on the shoulder.
"It's okay. I think Ji Yunding is quite reliable. My brain is not very good, but the boss's brain is very good. He said before that Ji Yunding is reliable, so we just believe it."
"If I were as optimistic as you, I wouldn't care."
Lin Shu rolled his eyes, held his chin and looked at the building, with a look of fear, but he quickly suppressed it.
"But, she just said that she wanted to 'rescue' the boss?"
Ji Yunding had just stepped into the building when he was distracted and stared at the situation inside for a moment, then he felt a headache.
The building seemed to have become old and dilapidated in an instant. The originally clean and bright corridor was covered with dust, and the half-broken door frame made a creaking sound.
The windows were covered in dirt, causing the light that came into the room to appear stained, dull and gloomy.
"Team Leader, this building will cost a lot of money, including depreciation... Forget it, I guess you don't need this little money."
Ji Yunding muttered and complained, looked around, but surprisingly found that there were no rules.
Hiss——hiss——
Ji Yunding heard intermittent sounds of electric current, and then found that the surrounding environment was rapidly shattering as if it was collapsing. The fragments of the buildings were floating in a disorderly manner, and there was no gravity nearby.
Ji Yunding looked up at the small half of the staircase that was still relatively intact, jumped up, grabbed the handrail, hung on it, floated with it, and observed the surrounding situation.
"What a mess..."
Ji Yunding looked around vigilantly, holding the railing with one hand and grabbing a piece of paper that was floating closer with the other hand.
Blank, with only one bracket.
"Where are the rules? Where are the things? Team leader, you really never explain things to me clearly in your entire life..."
Ji Yunding sighed, but as he watched the black lines gradually appear on the paper, twisting and wriggling like long worms, he realized that Ji Liuxing's condition was unstable and the entire ghost story was in an unfinished state.
Please make the right choice
Please always make the right choice
Please try your best to make the right choice when you can’t make the right choice.
"What the hell, Riddler."
Just as Ji Yunding finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the railing seemed a little unstable. He was about to grab the other side, but found that it had broken apart. For some reason, Ji Yunding couldn't exert any strength no matter what.
The next second, Ji Yunding lost weight and fell, and then suddenly, as if waking up from a nightmare, he found himself in the corner of a room.
There was no light, it was very dark, and she suddenly felt someone patted her shoulder, and then gently pushed her forward, as if suggesting that she go forward.
Ji Yunding walked along the wall in a daze - in this situation, she could not leave the reference point rashly, and of course she had to make sure she walked forward along the wall - when she reached the next corner, she found that there seemed to be a person standing there.
Copy the person and pat the other person on the shoulder.
Ji Yunding felt a bone-chilling touch on her hand, and she felt that person walking forward, and the person behind her did not catch up, so she temporarily stood in the corner, feeling a little dazed.
Ji Yunding had heard of this situation before - a powerful monster had the ability to make the rules of ghost stories even more vague, but she didn't think that the gap in actual strength between her and Ji Liuxing was so big.
Then, the only possibility is that there is something wrong with Ji Liuxing's condition. Ji Yunding thought about it and suddenly remembered what he had seen on his own tombstone before.
The borderline state between weirdness and humanity, the core desire is the weirdness that does not want to be weird.
Ji Yunding was about to talk to himself in a low voice, but he immediately shut up. This is Ji Liuxing's ghost story. To deal with the team leader, you must be very focused.
Therefore, this might be the leader’s ability as a weirdo—the weird stories he created were messy and unclear, just like the “alternative dimension chasm” he had mentioned to Ji Yunding before.
The Four Corners Game is of course a childhood trauma for children, but for formal investigators, it is not a problem. The most they suffer is a little more psychological pressure in the dark.
Ji Yunding turned around a few times, and when he felt his shoulders being pinched harder and harder each time, he finally touched the door. He turned around again, opened the door, and looked outside tentatively.
There was a blinding light outside the door. For humans who had been in the dark hut for a while, it was impossible to see the outside scene clearly. At this time, Ji Yunding had already felt that the humanoid creatures in several other corners began to move towards her at the same time, so she immediately walked out the door.
However, as soon as he went out, Ji Yunding opened his eyes and found himself back at the door of the building without moving a step. The surroundings were still shabby, but very complete, as if it was just a dream.
"Hey, team leader, please take this away first."
Ji Yunding pointed to the huge medical scissors on both sides of his neck.
"I didn't do anything wrong, you can't kill me."
The masked guy in front of him tilted his head and looked at Ji Yunding, then he exerted force with his hand and closed the scissors.
Ji Yunding was stunned, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He just watched his head being cut off, and the masked guy in front of him carefully took the head, holding the broken neck, and raised it higher inexplicably.
"What the hell is that..."
Ji Yunding found that he could still speak, so he sighed and started to read along with the stick.
"Oh, help, my head fell off."
Ji Yunding's impression of this strange story was similar to his impression of Ji Liuxing himself - he couldn't understand it at all, it was a mess, and he wanted to say "what the hell" every few minutes, but sometimes he could strangely make sense of it.
For example, now, the guy opposite politely put her head back. Miraculously, after putting it back, Ji Yunding touched his neck and found that there was no trace of it.
"Um, let me ask you, are you the team leader?"
Ji Yunding tried to communicate, but the weird guy on the opposite side, who was wearing a simple smiling mask and looked like Ji Liuxing no matter how you looked at him, tilted his head, thought for a moment, shook his head and nodded.
"Riddler, annoying."
After Ji Yunding finished complaining, he saw the smiley mask put the huge medical scissors behind his back and motioned for her to follow, so he followed it upstairs. But after a few steps, Ji Yunding looked at it and couldn't help frowning.
When it comes to face recognition alone, Ji Yun must be a little face-blind - after all, to her, the difference between this face and that face is almost the same as the difference between this thigh bone and that thigh bone.
Unless someone is very good-looking like Ji Liuxing, she can hardly recognize others by face alone. Therefore, Ji Yunding is used to observing other people's posture, movements and speaking habits, anchoring a person from many aspects.
But the problem is that the guy in front of him is clearly Ji Liuxing in terms of his movements and posture, but his behavior is completely different.
"Well, say something. Can I use a knee attack on you?"
Ji Yunding continued to try to communicate based on Zheng Nuo's teaching that one should learn to communicate when encountering problems.
The man with the smiley mask stood at the door of a room, opened the door and gestured to Ji Yunding to invite him in, but ignored her.
After about five minutes of one-sided communication, Ji Yunding found that this thing was the same as Ji Liuxing's - there was no way to get out the words he didn't want to say - so he simply gave up.
Of course, Ji Yunding was not the kind of person who would just go wherever someone told her to go. But when she took two steps back and was about to explore somewhere else, she saw the smiley mask staring at her, with a wider smile.
Different from the sense of security that Ji Liuxing had pretended to have during the entrance test, Ji Yunding intuitively felt that if she violated anything, the next time the head cut off by its scissors might not be returned to her.
The most important thing is that Ji Yunding often feels that his limbs are powerless here, and occasionally he feels that his hands and feet are out of control. In this case, Ji Yunding cannot be sure of winning.
Ji Yunding sighed, stood at the door and looked inside, leaning sideways to avoid letting the guy in front of him enter his blind spot, while observing the situation inside the room.
I can't see anything.
"Can I lift you up and throw you in first?"
Realizing that Ji Yunding seemed to be serious, the smiley mask thought about it, and in order to avoid that situation from really happening, it walked in first. But before going in, it glanced at Ji Yunding, pointed its fingers around randomly, and made a cross, as if telling Ji Yunding not to wander around.
Ji Yunding probably had a guess at this time - considering that no rules have been found so far, this thing might be like the "rules" in the ghost stories. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be this guy who gently pushed her from behind in the dark for the first time and signaled her to move forward.
But we cannot rule out the possibility that Ji Liuxing is fooling her again.
The feeling of distrust caused by unreliable adults is hard to erase. Ji Yunding sighed, looked around, and walked in first.
But when Ji Yunding walked in, she found herself in a place similar to a museum. She looked around and did not see any smiling masks. She only saw a sentence in the lobby where the introduction of the museum should have been engraved.
——Close your ears, stop thinking, and don't listen to the pain that can't be solved. If you hear it, please don't care.
Ji Yunding took a look and was about to take out his cell phone to take a picture as usual, but found that it was empty.
……?
It was only then that Ji Yunding realized that the bag he was carrying, his personal belongings—even his weapons—had disappeared.
When he turned around again and saw the smiling mask covering its ears, Ji Yunding grabbed its collar and shook it hard.
"Give it back to me. I'm used to using that dagger. And the phone is very troublesome to adjust the settings and sort the apps."
Ji Yunding is the kind of person who will develop a certain degree of habit and dependence on things he is used to. Although he won't be unable to live a normal life without them, he will still be unhappy anyway.
In other words, Ji Yunding doesn't like his life order being disrupted.
“…I didn’t take it.”
Perhaps he was dizzy from being shaken, the guy finally spoke a word, but his voice still seemed to be transmitted through the cold and hard matrix, with a sense of distortion.
"Just, it's not here, stop hanging around."
"Good, you can talk, so can you answer my other questions?"
“…”
Ji Yunding let go of the guy, frowned and looked at it for a while, then walked into the exhibition hall without wasting any more time communicating with it.
As soon as he walked through the door, Ji Yunding covered his ears and looked around, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
“No way…”
Exhibited behind the glass of the vast and endless exhibition hall were corpses in various states. Most of them were weird, but there were also some humans and other unknown creatures.
Ji Yunding took a look at the instructions below, which seemed to record basic information such as the names and origins of these things as well as...the fatal methods.
Despite this, the method of death was mostly written as "one blow to kill", and the owner of the exhibition hall was obviously not a person who enjoyed killing.
As he walked along, Ji Yunding felt that this was basically a weird exhibition - all the weird types that were written in textbooks and not written in textbooks seemed to be found here. Occasionally there were a few humans, who seemed to be murderers in major cases.
Most of the time, the text that Ji Yunding could see was very clear, but sometimes it was a little blurry. He didn't know if it was because the memory of the owner of the ghost story was blurry.
From time to time, a few lines of text in the introduction would flash quickly, and if Ji Yunding didn't look carefully, he might miss it.
——"Will I die like this?"
Ji Yunding covered her ears. Occasionally, some corpses seemed to be whispering something, but she didn't listen and just watched.
Empty your mind and don't think.
Ji Yunding just walked aimlessly, with the smiling mask following her three meters behind, her footsteps neither hurried nor slow.
However, when he saw several special human corpses piled up like garbage, Ji Yunding suddenly stopped and looked at the tangled captions below with some confusion.
Friend? Teammate? Weird? Sinner? Betrayer?
The words were squeezed together and were extremely difficult to distinguish, but they eventually separated and became a line of words.
——"It's all my fault."
Ji Yunding turned her head and heard a shrill cry that pierced through her hands that were covering her ears.
"Aren't you here to save us? Why? Why?"
She instinctively looked in the direction of the sound and saw that a large space had been expanded nearby and many humans were smashing the exhibition hall glass inside.
Considering that the shouts of these people cannot be ignored simply by covering your ears, it is probably dangerous to walk through here. Ji Yunding was about to turn around, but found that the road behind him disappeared, leaving only a bottomless black rift.
There is no other way...
Ji Yunding sighed, squatted down and made a running start posture, then ran forward quickly, not forgetting to read the introduction text below along the way.
——"Why am I still alive, why..."
——"I don't deserve it. Why should I deserve to have my own life... I ruined them... I could have..."
——"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
It is difficult for humans not to be distracted by the sounds around them, especially human voices. Even if you don't want to listen, your brain will start processing the moment it receives the signal. In particular, investigators tend to think very quickly.
And just a second after Ji Yunding thought of something, she heard the sound of glass breaking.
The creature that was a human just now walked down the stand, and its body gradually cracked and turned into fine hail, but it seemed to be stuck together with glue to make it look relatively complete - Ji Yunding had learned that this was one of the three major meteorological anomalies in the country, broken hail.
Ji Yunding gritted his teeth and yelled at the top of his lungs.
"I'm so annoyed, shut up!"
After briefly blocking out the surrounding sounds in this way, she rushed to the exit of the exhibition hall, looked back at the guy who wanted to catch up with her, took a deep breath,
"Go and act like a spoiled child to someone who cares about you. I have no interest in being inexplicably responsible for the tragic experiences of any strangers. Don't bother me. Especially..."
Ji Yunding looked at the first few human skeletons that followed him and whose descriptions were vague, and he felt a little angry.
"Those who are looking for death should just die quickly. Except for the psychopathic team leader, everyone would say you should die well."
Having come this far, Ji Yunding certainly couldn’t help but guess the famous incident—the only tragedy that could be considered a stain in Ji Liuxing’s career.
His teammates at the time believed that Ji Liuxing's protection of them deprived them of the opportunity to show off, so they locked Ji Liuxing in a formation during a rescue operation. As a result, not only were all the members wiped out, but people in several streets were also turned into monsters.
Just because of this person's fault, he questioned himself again and again? Pushing himself to this point? Ji Yunding couldn't understand it. Even after seeing it firsthand, he couldn't understand it to the point of being a little angry.
Ji Yunding walked to the end and saw a line of words.
——"Maybe I fantasize about death more than I do about life. I'm still quite happy now. So, don't listen to me, don't care about me, and don't think I'm in pain."
"Team leader, you've been playing house with me for so long, just to give me some psychological support?"
Ji Yunding took a deep breath and felt a long-lost irritation. She looked at the smiling mask that had taken out the medical scissors, turned around and looked at it.
"It's about time you showed some real skills, otherwise I will think you are showing mercy to me and insult me, and I will rush to the top floor and punch you."
She read a conflicted look on the crude mask that looked like a stick figure, but soon she saw the other side smile relaxedly and return to normal.
Right behind the line of words, a guy who looked exactly like the smiley mask walked out, except that the corners of the mask on his face were turned downwards.
Ji Yunding noticed that there were some glass shards on its body, as if it had just walked down from a booth.
It tilted its head and took out a pair of huge medical scissors. At the same time, Ji Yunding suddenly felt like in a nightmare, with his limbs weak and unable to move.
The next second after the scissors fell, Ji Yunding opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was still standing at the door of the building, with a backpack on his back and a dagger on his body.
Ji Yunding tried to take two steps, thought about it, and sighed.
"Team leader, why is your ghost story so difficult to start with... Never mind."
That’s it, it’s officially started.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
