Chapter 251: The Secret Corridor

Chapter 251: The Secret Corridor

Chapter 251: The Secret Corridor

Liu Baosheng is actually only in his thirties, but years of hard work and heavy life pressure make him look much older than his peers.

In addition to dark and rough skin, there are also a lot more white hair on the head.

He remembered that before his mother died of illness, she held his head and said, "People are all white and plump when they are born, all the same, but you are much older. People's lives are different. Your father died early, and your mother was not capable. When you were in school, your mother was not ambitious and fell ill. She dragged you down. This family, including me, your brothers and sisters, is all thanks to you."

"My child, you have suffered!"

Liu Baosheng really wanted to tell the old lady that he was not tired nor was he suffering.

As long as the family is happy, healthy, has food to eat, shelter to live in, and his younger brothers and sisters can go to school, he feels that life is going well.

But later my mother's condition worsened, so I took her to the hospital for a check-up. They said it was some kind of cancer, which could be cured, but it would cost money, a lot of money!
At first she hid the truth from her mother, but later the old lady heard the truth from some gossipy bastard. The night before yesterday, she mended clothes, made soles for the whole family, and boiled eggs. Then she secretly climbed out in the middle of the night, crawled into the canal, and choked herself to death.

In fact, the river water was only above the knees, but it was very cold, icy cold.

Liu Baosheng's cries shook the sky.

But he knew that the burden was gone.

Many years later, he went to the city to work. One day, he got drunk and knelt on the ground, crying and kowtowing, saying, "Mom, I saw you going out that night, but I didn't stop you. Don't blame me."

This is a secret deep in his heart, a scar that emits a foul odor, oozing with pus and blood, the kind that will never heal. It would be fine if you didn't touch it, but once you touched it, it would be extremely painful.

But a person’s secret is more than just one, right?
The line between good and evil is very vague. My wages have been withheld for more than half a year while I was working, I cannot afford the tuition for my younger brothers and sisters, and sometimes I only have one meal a day. However, the foreman drives a car and lives in a villa, and the girl in the car last month is not the same girl this month.

The smell of that perfume is choking!

Why?
Liu Baosheng was not convinced, and his already twisted psychology became even more violent at this moment.

Often all it takes is one opportunity, just like throwing a burning cigarette butt into a warehouse full of hay and spilled with gasoline.

boom!
A complete outbreak!
On a rainy night, long-standing hatred and repression, under the influence of alcohol, turned into a kind of anger that had to be vented. With one knife, five bloody lives were taken.

This was Liu Baosheng's first time killing someone.

Of course, these are just his memories, memories that cannot be shared with others. Later, he discovered the day of imprisonment and became a memory restorer. It seemed that he had turned back into his original honest person, but deep in his heart, he was a hungry wolf that had already tasted blood and flesh, and it was impossible for him to continue sleeping.

At most, I'm pretending to be asleep.

Commonly known as nap!

Liu Baosheng didn't understand many words, but he remembered this. At that time, he had not dropped out of school yet, and he remembered that the last text he learned in school was Pu Songling's "The Wolf".

A wolf is taking a nap.
He felt like he was the dozing wolf.

He pretends to be cruel and will kill his teammates for a card. Of course, he knows very well that he cannot get the opponent's card ring and cards by killing them directly, so he will choose the opportunity to attack, using his honesty and straightforwardness as a disguise, and look for a chance to cut off the opponent's fingers and kill him.

In this way, the other party will become an amnesiac who has lost his memory.

He did a lot of similar things and forgot how many people he killed.

Liu Baosheng knew that he was not smart and did not know much, but he still relied on this to survive, preserving his memories time and time again and becoming a veteran.

No one knew these secrets except himself.

But just now, after he entered the voting room, all his past, all his secrets, were played on several screens in the room like a movie.

At that moment, he panicked, like a person who was suddenly stripped naked.

Behind the desk opposite was an expressionless administrator with a long horse face.

Liu Baosheng felt that this guy might be the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monster in the underworld that the old people talked about.

The other party didn't say a word, but Liu Baosheng could only vote "agree".

Because he knew very well that only if he was obedient and submissive and met the Horse-Faced Guard's requirements could his secrets be kept.

But from that moment on, Liu Baosheng's mind was full of thoughts about how to kill this Horse-Faced Demon, or how to kill other people.

Before leaving, the horse-faced man's voice sounded: "Go out in a moment, and don't talk, and don't hint at the voting results, otherwise, I will execute you on the spot!"

"There must be something wrong behind that door." Affinity was very sure of this.

His reason is very simple.

Ordinary voting does not need to be so complicated, and if it is so complicated, it shows that it is not an ordinary vote at all.

"The odd-job man didn't say anything, but I'm sure he compromised. I don't know what method the administrator used, but he did compromise."

"Wait a minute, then we're back to the previous question. Since as long as one person agrees, the voting results of others will not affect the result, then why continue the voting process? Isn't this a waste of time?" The mature woman frowned.

"Unless the voting process is very important, or the other party must use this matter to achieve a certain purpose." Affinity turned his head and glanced at Luo Xi.

The latter is eating at the table over there.

"Is he hungry? Why is he always eating?" the sturdy man asked the person next to him.

"Who knows? Why don't you go and ask?" The tense man smiled.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm a little afraid of him." The sturdy man was frank.

Little did they know that this sentence had become a consensus among the people present. Mr. Robber was strong, weird, and scary at the same time.

Don't provoke it unless necessary.

"Perhaps it's due to the influence of a certain card. I remember there was a card called [Starving Ghost], which can greatly improve various physical indicators, strength, reaction speed, and resistance to blows. It can even reduce pain, but the price is confusion of thinking and constant feeling of hunger."

"That's definitely not the case. Mr. Robber has a good brain."

The door opened.

Everyone looked over immediately and saw the man with the hooked nose, whose real name was Liu Furong. He walked out of the house. Although he was not as dispirited as the odd job man before, he also had a gloomy expression, and the only thing he did was that he didn't say a word.

"Next!" came the administrator's voice.

Affinity stood up and looked at the hook-nosed man's hand as he walked, but the other party did not make a 'rock-paper-scissors' gesture.

Even, deliberately put your hands in your pockets.

"What does this mean? Didn't we agree on this before we went in?" Affinity was stunned. He looked into the eyes of the hooked nose, trying to read something from the other's eyes, but the hooked nose closed his eyes as soon as he sat on the chair.

Good man, you don’t even give me a chance.

But for people with affinity, this can still interpret something.

"That is to say, the voting rules do not allow explicit or even implicit voting results for others, and the administrator can monitor all the details, even gestures agreed upon in advance. That's interesting, so I'll take a look at what's inside."

Affinity walked into the room.

He was the third to enter the ballot.

After entering the room, the door will close automatically, and in front of you is a corridor about seven or eight meters long. The strange thing is that this corridor is surrounded by mirrors. The light in the room is dim, so the shadows in the mirrors are also a little blurry and gloomy.

And in the front, there are several display screens.

The administrator sat at a desk further back, not saying a word.

There was a picture on the screen at this moment, and Affinity was stunned after just one look at it.

for a long time.

Voting is over.

"Get out in a moment. Don't talk or hint at the voting results. Otherwise, I will execute you on the spot!"

"I see!"

Affinity tried hard to control his expression and pushed the door open to walk out.

He naturally felt the gazes of the people around him, among which the mature women's eyes were nakedly questioning.

But he didn't meet her gaze.

"No wonder they reacted like that when they came out. What kind of power is this? It can actually spy on the memories and secrets in my heart. Damn it, I understand. I was fooled by this horse-faced guy. This voting itself is a game. No, no, in fact, the game started from the moment we entered this plot reasoning hall. The so-called first round and second round are just names. In essence, as long as we don't leave here, the game will always exist and there will be no end. But isn't it against the rules to spy on memories and secrets?"

There are too many questions about affinity.

But he couldn't speak, because his current condition was almost like a 'mute'.

The rule of 'not being able to speak' was considered a taboo, and anyone who violated it would be executed.

This is no joke. The horse-faced man has a gun in his hand, and as an administrator, his physique has been strengthened, at least to elite B level.

"You bastard! But I really want to know how he would respond if it was a robber? Perhaps, he has no other choice, because the voting room itself is a trap that has been set up, and it is necessary to enter, and the result will be that your memory and the secrets deep in your heart will be spied on."

Affinity sat down next to the hooked nose, who looked up slightly. The two looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

So they all lowered their heads, said nothing, and even stopped making eye contact.

The mature woman over there stood up and walked towards the voting door. She was full of curiosity at this time, and of course she was also prepared to deal with emergencies.

Open the door, close the door.

wait.

A few minutes later, the mature woman came out with a pale face, and silently walked to the friendly and hooked nose and sat down, like an old nun in meditation, looking at her nose, mouth and heart.
The scene became quiet afterwards. Luo Xi sat there eating alone. He didn't seem to care about the voting results and had no plans to go in and vote right now.

The remaining three men, the strong man, the tense man and the dull man, looked at each other.

The dull man stood up first: "I'll go. It's only a matter of time."

So a few minutes later, there was another silent person sitting there, but the dull man was very skilled in playing the role of a mute, as he was returning to his old job.

Afterwards, the strong man and the tense man also entered. After coming out, they sat down with sad faces.

This time everyone looked at Luo Xi, the only one who had not yet entered to vote.

On the other side, Luo Xi, who had finished eating all the nuts on the small plate, clapped his hands, stood up and walked over, opening and closing the door.

(End of this chapter)