Thriller Paradise

178. Chapter 178 Despicable Me (3)

    We sometimes see a pattern of the host playing on some quiz-like variety shows. For example, there are three baffles on the scene, and the host told the participants that one of the baffles behind it is a brand new car, while the other two have nothing behind. Then he asked the contestants to choose a piece to open.

    The entrant chose the first baffle, and at this time, knowing which board had the car's host behind it, came to the third baffle and opened it, nothing behind. Then, the host went to the contestant and said, "Do you still have to choose the first baffle now? Do you want to change your choice? ”

    Most people don't change their choices. The reason is just paranoia or fear. They think that the host is using reverse psychology and trying to get himself into the trap. But in fact, no matter where the car is, open the emotional factors, based on statistics, and make choices based on the change of the variance, you should choose the second baffle.

    I didn't feel that I didn't enter the first door. It was a multi-consideration. Whether I saw the overlap of time and space, or the simple illusion, whether it is a kind of interference or a hint. Choosing to enter other corridors, the possibility of finding a pharmacy has not decreased, and the probability of encountering danger, or "choosing the wrong", is lower than entering the first door.

    The priority exploration of other paths can also serve as a testimony to what happened in the first road. After collecting more script information, it may be able to explain the previous scene more accurately.

    Oh…Extremely high frequency footsteps.

    After sealing into the third door, he ran on the corridor. He ran very fast, and his figure was like a purple cheetah, passing through the corridor. He knows in his heart that in this monolithic corridor, no more time can be delayed.

    In the first twenty-three minutes, he was almost finished, and he still couldn't find a bottle of medicine. Even after finding the pharmacy, he had to spend time to unlock the game of several chainsaw doors. That kind of game can be described as refreshing and physical fitness. If you play in reality, in addition to causing permanent disability and psychological shadow, there is a high probability that you will die. In the horror paradise, take the play at the moment, it is not good to play, but the survival value or time is greatly damaged, and the Contra Medal is presented.

    [Jazz Dance] has not been blasted in the previous script. It is a great fortune in the unconscious. It not only improves the speed of running but also reduces the effect of physical energy consumption. At this time, it can help him grab a lot. Time is coming.

    EhUnexpectedly ran and ran, seeing the side of the front corridor, there was a door, a wooden, seemingly old door.

    This is in the middle of the corridor. The road ahead doesn't know how long it is. However, there are rooms in the corridor. It is really surprising. I thought that these monotonous corridors are just channels for consuming players' time, connecting different FLAG locations. Unexpectedly, there are some settings in this halfway.

    Unconsciously, he stopped in front of the door without hesitation and reached for the door. He must go in, what if there is a bottle of medicine inside? No one has said that the pharmacy must be at the end of the corridor. Besides, there is no end to the corridor. If there is no pharmacy at the end, you have to put a question mark. It is the same as what will come out behind the door. It is unknown.

    The door was opened, very quiet, and there was no sound that the imaginary wood "Oops" sounded. The inside of the house was dark, and the lights of the corridor were swallowed up by the darkness at the door. Unconsciously, he did not rush into it. He took out the flashlight and illumined it. He first saw the internal condition.

    It was an empty small room with no furniture. There were some empty cartons and large baskets in the corner. There was a window in the room, but it was sealed tightly by a layer of iron. There are no other doors in the room and no carpet on the floor. The floor is not the same as the outside corridor, it is very worn, and it is uneven, and there are some plaques that seem to be caused by insects.

    What clues or items are hidden in this room is hard to say, but one thing is certain: there are no people inside, and there is no place for people to hide.

    After a few tenths of observation, he stopped and walked in.

    When he walked through his feet and the whole person was in this small room, a strong chill caught him. It felt like he was wearing a thin shirt in the winter, standing in the snow and ice. It is so true that it is by no means a psychological factor.

    "Hey…What is this air conditioner? Standing at a step outside the door is still at room temperature…"He didn't feel afraid anyway, he still talked to himself easily.

    He raised his flashlight and was about to look around the corner to see the dead corner that could not be seen outside the house. At this time, the door behind him moved himself, just as he opened it, and quietly closed it…

    "Closed again?"It seems that I was a little impatient with the situation of being shut down after entering the claustrophobic space. He turned and pulled the doorknob and tried to turn it in order to open the door.

    the result…It really failed.

    After the door was closed, it was no different from being trapped, and the chill in the house became more prosperous. The seal didn't feel like this door, and he was still panting, and the flashlight shone out the white air that came out of his mouth.

    "Alright alright……This is a waste of time. If you solve the puzzle, you can go out. ”Feng Huan shook his head and turned quickly. He started the carpet-style search house quite helplessly.

    He looked at the four corners, it was normal, there was nothing, then he went to the corner of the corner of the old cartons and empty baskets, at this moment, I suddenly felt what I felt…

    He realized that there was a pair of eyes that were staring at himself from a height.

    I slowly raised my head and moved the light of the flashlight up, even if I saw…In the middle of the ceiling, there is a shadow of air floating, its shape is not very clear, it seems to be the shadow of people. Its body is close to the ceiling, as if it can be isolated or engulfed. When the light of the flashlight shines on it, the aperture is separated around its body.

    Unconsciously, he calmly stared at the guy, and it also overlooked the seal. The strange atmosphere lasted for a long time, and the shadow gradually faded and disappeared…

    Unexpectedly, just three seconds after it completely disappeared, suddenly, two blue beams were shot from above, exactly where the shadow eyes were.

    If you just change to a normal person standing here, you have to be scared. But you can't stop standing still in the same place, and you don't even shake your hand. You can't help but say: "You are shocked…It’s quite lively…”

    At this time, the shadow flew down from the top, and the seal did not take a step back, easily avoided, and took out the [one shot kill pistol], pointing at the other side: "What do you want to do?"

    The shadow gradually from a void of the state to become clear and real, he became a black humanoid, long with the help planted in Conan hand of the murderer like, but this goods eye is blue, and his body, there is a kind of strange folds, faint can see the blood liquid in the rumple flow, It's as if the guy's veins are in the body, and it's transparent.

    "Do you tell a ghost story?"The shadow was open and the voice was like a middle-aged man.

    "You…Hahahahaha…"Unconsciously, I don’t know which nerve is wrong. He suddenly felt that this scene was so funny. This sentence is even more a poke of his smile. After about a dozen seconds, he barely controlled his emotions and said: "I warned. You, I am in a hurry."

    "Tell a ghost story."The shadow said another sentence.

    Feng Shi did not let the gun down, he was not worried that a shot will kill the pistol and not kill the goods, just worried that killing the goods may cause him to be trapped in this room can not go out, "If I talked…What's good? ”he said.

    Don't look at such a seemingly simple and casual question. In fact, I don't think it is very detailed. He didn't ask, "Can you let me go out when you talk about it?", but ask "What are the benefits?" There are more possibilities. If the FLAG in this room is a storytelling, then open the door, then how to ask the same; but if you tell the story of the ghost, there are other benefits besides going out, the unconscious question can be learned in advance. reward.

    "If you can scare me, let you go out."The shadow returned.

    "Then I shot you down, go out, don't you save trouble?"He did not know how to shoot a gun. He was only using language to test.

    “hmm…The shadow is actually considered. "Well, if the story you told scares me, I will not only let you go out, but will also send you directly to the "cell" at the end of this corridor. You just ran there right. ? That road is very long. ”

    If you say this, you will understand it if you don't feel it. If you fix it with a gun, you can go out, but the time spent here is not going back. And tell the story…Although it has to take a few minutes to go in, it can reach the end of the corridor directly. Maybe it will save some time, and God knows how long the corridor will be in the second half…

    "Okay, then I will tell one."It seems that this thing seems to be a light road. The light of his flashlight, from the bottom up, shines on his face, with a sinister tone and a low voice: "In the past, there was a taxi driver… ”

    Seeing this, I think everyone should understand why it is forbidden to be blocked from contact with children…

“……He often has to work very late. One day, when he passed a relatively strange road, he saw a white woman waving at him…"I didn’t feel that I’ve chosen a story that’s not too long. Although he’s like a book, he’s going to talk about an hour’s work, even conceiving a short horror novel and dictating it, but this time, he naturally It is to control the length as short as possible: "The driver didn't think much, he stopped the car.

    The woman opened the door in the back row and sat in the car. Her weight seems to be very light, and the driver did not feel any ups and downs in the car when he got on the bus. The driver asked her, 'Where are you going? 'Moved the line of sight to the rearview mirror…"To be continued …… If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )