Chapter 8 Death of Han Luo
Chapter 8 Death of Han Luo
Yes, this game must have hidden dangers!
Once this thought popped up in Xiao Jie's mind, he couldn't get rid of it.
But what's the danger in playing a game?
The game is not real life. Even if you are killed by a monster, you won't really die. Besides, if you die, you can just start over again. No! Damn it!
Xiao Jie suddenly thought of something. It seemed that this game could not be restarted. After Han Luo died, not only could he not be resurrected, he couldn't even create a new account. Before, he was just curious, but now he thought about the strange phenomenon that the skills in the game could be brought into reality, which immediately made him have a bad association.
If games can directly affect players' bodies, allowing them to acquire abilities they did not originally possess.
So does it mean that bad things in the game will also affect the players, such as death!
No! No way! How could there be such an outrageous thing in the world...
Xiao Jie talked to himself, trying to calm himself down, but the shadow in his heart made him feel more and more uneasy. Since such a weird thing as bringing game skills into reality could happen, it seemed logical that death in the game would lead to death in reality as well.
The more I didn't want to think about it, the more I couldn't help but connect these elements together.
No, we have to find Han Luo quickly!
Xiao Jie didn't buy any fruit and turned around and rushed to Haitian Food Court.
When Xiao Jie ran into Haitian Food House, Han Luo had just finished a fight and was burping while touching his stomach.
"It feels so good. I haven't had such a satisfying meal in a long time. Hey, Brother Xiao, why are you back? Where's the fruit?"
Xiao Jie felt slightly relieved when he saw Han Luo's look.
Fortunately, it's okay.
Maybe I'm overthinking it?
"How do you feel?" he asked with concern.
"How was it? Ah, you mean this meal? It was delicious, but... um? That was..."
Han Luo's expression suddenly changed and he looked behind Xiao Jie.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Jie looked behind him, but there was nothing.
"I feel something is not right, I feel..." Han Luo's face turned pale, as if he sensed something. He looked around, stood up from his seat in panic and backed away.
"Something's wrong, it's really wrong, Brother Xiao, I—Ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly came from Han Luo's mouth, and then Xiao Jie saw a scene that terrified him. An invisible force silently tore Han Luo's stomach open, as if an invisible blade was cutting Han Luo's flesh.
One knife...two knives...three knives...
Abdomen, diaphragm, chest.
Blood splattered everywhere, internal organs flowed out, and one could even see white bone streaks at the crack in the chest. Blood splashed onto Xiao Jie's face, boiling hot.
Han Luo covered the wounds with his hands, screaming, his face full of fear and distortion, "Brother Xiao...save me...save me."
He reached out his hand towards Xiao Jie, and the next second, the screaming stopped abruptly.
Han Luo's head suddenly flew up, and a fountain of blood spurted out from his broken neck. Han Luo's head rolled to Xiao Jie's feet, his eyes wide open, his face full of fear and pain, and the headless body fell down.
Xiao Jie looked at Han Luo's face on the ground, his mind went blank, as if he was in a nightmare. For a few seconds, he even had the urge to slap himself to wake himself up.
He touched his face and felt sticky blood.
Just as he had guessed before, death in the game also meant death in real life.
My guess turned out to be true...
The terrified screams of diners could be heard all around him, but he could not hear any sound and he froze in place.
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"Name?"
"Xiao Jie."
"age?"
"Twenty-eight."
"Profession?"
"Game Studio Director."
The policeman across the interrogation table looked at him in surprise and wrote the word "freelancer" on a piece of paper.
"What is your relationship with the deceased?" "He is my employee, my - friend."
Xiao Jie said painfully that until now he still found it hard to believe that Han Luo had died like this, that always cheerful guy, the best friend who still followed him after the studio was disbanded.
He still remembered what Han Luo said when he stayed - [As long as I, the only employee, is here, the studio will still be a studio, and you, the boss, will still be the boss. But if I leave, you will be alone. Don't worry, Brother Xiao, I will follow you in the future, and we will work together to make the studio bigger and stronger and create greater glory].
A sad smile appeared on Xiao Jie's lips, but his memories were interrupted by questions from the other side.
"Do you have anything to say about the cause of death?"
Xiao Jie looked up at the policeman and opened his mouth, but didn't know where to start.
Because I died in the game, I also died in real life? I knew how absurd it was just to think about it in my mind. Would the other party believe it? Would I be considered a psychopath?
But how else can it be explained?
Or just play dumb?
He was hesitating about how to start when the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened.
A man in a black windbreaker walked in.
"Okay Officer Li, I'll take over from now on."
The policeman in charge of the interrogation was somewhat dissatisfied, but when the director appeared behind the man and nodded at him, the policeman could only walk out with a stern face.
The door to the interrogation room was closed.
The man in the black windbreaker sat down directly opposite Xiao Jie, picked up the file on the table, glanced at it casually, shook his head, and threw the file aside.
"Do you want to smoke?" he said, taking out a cigarette and handing it over.
Xiao Jie shook his head politely.
The man in the black windbreaker didn't care. He put the cigarette back into the cigarette box, then leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and stared at Xiao Jie's face for several minutes, as if he wanted to dig out hidden information from Xiao Jie's stiff and sad face.
Just when Xiao Jie was getting annoyed by being stared at, the man in black suddenly sat up straight.
"Mr. Xiao, right? Let me guess, you played a game before."
Xiao Jie's heart skipped a beat and he raised his head abruptly. His intuition told him that the other party must know the inside story of the matter.
"Yes, it's a game called "Old Land."" He said word by word, also looking at the other person's face. However, the man in the black windbreaker only had a faint expression, and no emotion could be seen.
"That friend of yours died in the game?"
Xiao Jie was almost certain that the other party really knew the secret of this game.
"Yeah, so my friend's death is related to that game?" he asked, trying not to sound like he knew the truth.
The man had a playful look on his face, "Didn't anyone tell you about the taboos of this game?"
"Taboo! What taboo?"
The man in black windbreaker did not explain, but continued to ask: "Then where did you get the activation code for your game?"
"It was given to me by an acquaintance." Xiao Jie said, and the smug face of Liu Qiang appeared in his mind.
"Didn't your acquaintance tell you what this game is all about?"
"No, he just said that this game is very fun and will change our lives. In fact, he said these words to Han Luo. It was the activation code that Han Luo brought back."
The man had a look on his face that said, "It seems that your acquaintance doesn't have a good relationship with you. Man, you've been cheated."
As for this, Xiao Jie had already figured it out on the way to the police station. Liu Qiang had no good intentions in giving them the two activation codes. He probably wanted the two to die in the game.
In such a difficult game, if the player walks out of the village without knowing the death penalty, he will most likely die in the first exploration.
He was able to survive because he saw that Han Luo could not be resurrected after death, so he ended the exploration early and escaped by luck.
"Liu Qiang...!" Xiao Jie silently repeated this name in his heart, and his expression became a little distorted.
He gritted his teeth and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
The man hugged his shoulders and looked at Xiao Jie's distorted face. He seemed to understand something. He sighed and began to explain.
(End of this chapter)