He had to wash up first. The pistol he picked up from the basement last night was still under his pillow. Dong Zheng picked up this old-style pistol and took a serious look. He removed the magazine and put the three bullets in it. He fell into the palm of his hand and put it back on again, and finally hid the gun in his waist and covered it with his clothes.
He walked out of the bedroom, where Fix woke up earlier than he was sitting drinking coffee.
"Wake up." Fix put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "I'm too tired today, I didn't make breakfast, let's bake some bread later."
Dong Zheng responded, sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water. After seeing through Fix's identity, the relationship between the two seemed to be more relaxed.
Dong Zheng was a little anxious. The box didn't have any prompts for customs clearance, which meant that there must be something important in the future.
Hope it's not too much trouble.
The boning knife that Dong Zheng took for self-defense last night has been put back in the kitchen. Dong Zheng glanced at the newspaper, and the headline read in large black letters that Ferdinand was arrested last night.
There are still many police officers gathered at the villa, pulling up a long cordon, the Ferdinand family has been involved in the underworld for a long time, plus a full eight murders, it needs to be settled for a while.
Neither of the two spoke for a while, and Dong Zheng slowly recalled his every move in the box, wondering if there was any mistake he didn't notice.
After a while, Fix stood up and looked out the window. The murderer had been caught, and the residents could finally appear on the street with peace of mind. They gathered at the gate of the yard and chatted in a low voice about the shocking incidents that had happened in the past few days. big case.
Everything seems to be back to the way it was at first.
Fix turned to Dong Zheng and said, "By the way, didn't I tell you not to go into the basement? Would you like to go and see what it's like there?"
basement
Dong Zheng frowned slightly, and quickly stretched it out calmly. Indeed, the basement that Fix didn't let him in might count as an unsolved mystery, right
Dong Zheng stood up, and Fix took out the key from his pocket and threw it to him, saying, "The one with a gap on it is the key to the basement. Open the door and see for yourself."
Dong Zheng took the key, but did not immediately go to the basement out of curiosity. He looked at the traces left by the photo frame on the wall and suddenly asked, "Are you really Fix?"
"What's the meaning?"
"We haven't seen each other for 20 years, and I can't remember each other very well. Look at the traces of so many pictures on this wall. If you kill the real Fix before I come and pretend to be him , and even if I take down his photos, I can't find it."
Fix did not get angry, but laughed loudly: "Your guess is not true at all. If I kill the real Fix to impersonate, won't the neighbors around me find out? As for whether I am the real Fix... Do you want me to tell you a few things about our two children?"
"I've almost forgotten about those." Dong Zheng smiled, Fix is the real Fix, but he is not the real John.
"Those photos... belonged to my wife." Fixton paused and whispered, "She died of illness last year. At that time, I couldn't accept it, so I took down all the photos of me and her."
"Sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this." This statement is the same as what Dong Zheng guessed, and the last doubt has been solved. Dong Zheng found the key, walked to the door of the basement in the stairwell, and asked Said: "Do you really let me go in and see? Isn't this the evidence you have collected over the years?"
"To satisfy your curiosity." Fix said.
So Dong Zheng stopped talking nonsense, he lowered his head, turned his back to Fix, and inserted the key into the keyhole.
However, at this moment, a small bell placed close to his shirt chest scorched hot and made a jingle sound. Cui Zuojing in the prison space suddenly shouted: "Get down!"
Dong Zheng's reflex nerves have become very sensitive after training with many boxes and Cui Zuojing. As soon as the bell and the boy's voice started, he immediately squatted, and the sound of gunshots exploded from behind him. The bullet that hit his head rubbed his scalp and missed the door, leaving a dark bullet hole.
Dong Zheng immediately pulled out the pistol hidden in his waist and struck with a backhand, hitting Fix, who was about to shoot again, on the right shoulder.
The man fell to the ground, everything was the same as how they treated the footman in the basement last night.
Blood poured out of the bullet holes, Fix made a pained sound, and Dong Zheng pointed his gun at him, alert to any other actions he made. He replayed it in his head, and the cold sweat all over his body came out after a while, almost soaking his clothes.
If it weren't for the timely reminder from Bell and Cui Zuojing, he would be dead now.
"Why." Dong Zheng could only ask this sentence.
Fix stared at Dong Zheng closely, the wound on his shoulder was bleeding profusely, but at this moment it seemed that he could not feel the pain, with a hideous and crazy smile on his face, and the shrill voice was not this middle-aged at all. What a man's body can say: "You killed me! You killed me!"
The bell became hotter and hotter, making Dong Zheng feel a little hot through a layer of clothes. Dong Zheng took out the bell in the chaotic scream of Fix.
The bell is very small, like the kind of decoration that hangs on the neck of the pet dog, but it was rented by Dong Zheng from Heinrich for 40 points. After visiting Heimdall's props rental shop, he took a fancy to this small prop. In addition, this box has a horror label. Just in case, I went through the back door and took it as a visitor.
Just like what he can see now, the bell has a detection effect on the spirit body. When there is a spirit around, it will gradually heat up as the distance approaches, and if it is close at hand, it will make a sound.
There are advantages and disadvantages to ringing. The advantage is just like before, it can remind the user in an emergency. The disadvantage is that if the user is avoiding, as long as the bell thinks about it, the location will be directly exposed.
"Who are you?" Dong Zheng asked.
Fix didn't answer, just repeated, "Kill you! You kill me! I'm going to kill you!"
Dong Zheng frowned, and there was an unbelievable guess in his heart: "George?"
Hearing Dong Zheng say the name, Fix was silent for a moment, and then shouted even more frantically.
Upon seeing this, Dong Zheng understood that he guessed right, George's soul was attached to Fix at this moment, or he would be killed at any cost.
For... revenge
Without thinking deeply about this issue for a while, Dong Zheng put away the gun that Fix had dropped to the ground after being shot, returned to the bedroom by himself, and took the cross he put there last night from the bedside table.
This thing is still given to him by Fix, so he can always carry it with him.
The moment Dong Zheng took out the cross in front of "Fix", the man screamed hysterically, as if he saw something extremely terrifying, his eyes showed unconcealed fear, dragging his injured arm and struggling to retreat.
The cross was placed on his chest.
"Fix" screamed, rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground, not moving.
The bell in his hand gradually lost its heat. Dong Zheng stood vigilantly at a distance, making sure that there should be no problem. He crouched down beside Fix and helped him up.
Just fainted temporarily.
Drag Fix to the sofa and temporarily stop the bleeding from his wound. It is estimated that he will have to go to the hospital to take out the bullet. Dong Zheng stared at the cross, and all the logic and order became clear in his mind, connecting things together.
"Actually, the wizard's first spell to summon George's soul was not ineffective. She succeeded."
"It's just that George's soul has never appeared. He is full of resentment and has always wanted to find the murderer who really killed him."
"Finally when I went to Ferdinand's house for the memorial service, he saw me and finally found the person he was looking for. In order to kill me, he possessed Fix's body."
Cui Zuojing listened quietly and said, "So how did this kid decide who was the murderer? Because you gave the gun that killed him to Mons, and Mons gave it to him, so Does he think you're the one who killed him?"
"I guess so." Dong Zheng smiled bitterly, "Maybe he wasn't a sober soul summoned by the sorcerer, or else he wouldn't be able to deal with me, or... What's wrong with the police? It's not the real murderer."
At this moment, Fix let out a groan and faintly woke up.
"What's wrong with me?" Fix grinned in pain as soon as he opened his eyes, seeing the gunshot wound on his shoulder, revealing his head full of question marks.
And Dong Zheng, finally at this time, heard the sound of the box's long-lost reminder.
[You have completed all the main tasks of the single box "Good Neighbor", the door has been opened, please leave within five minutes]
The door of the living room emits a gleaming white light, as long as you push it open, you can return to the outside world.
"George's soul was attached to you just now and wanted to kill me. I expelled him with the cross you gave. I'm sorry, but I beat you for self-protection."
Fix propped himself up and didn't seem surprised by what Dong Zheng said. He smiled and picked up the cross and said, "This is a treasure that took me years to find, and it didn't disappoint me."
Dong Zheng did not speak.
Fix ignored the wound on his shoulder. He lit a cigarette with difficulty, took a deep breath, and said to Dong Zheng, "You're leaving, you're not John, are you?"
Dong Zhengxiang cast a surprised look at him, and Fix waved his hand and said: "I know, this world is not the real world, everything is prepared for those of you who come and go in a hurry. , in your eyes, what am I called... npc, right?"
This time, even Cui Zuojing was full of energy. He straightened his back and listened to Fix's speech with all his attention.
After a brief silence, Dong Zheng asked, "How do you know this?"
"I don't remember when I suddenly remembered it. My memory has been cleared, but it doesn't seem to be very thorough, or it's because I don't know how many worlds I have been an NPC, and my consciousness is relatively confused, so I can think about it. got up."
"Someone washed away all my past and put Fix's memories in my head, so I'm here to play Fix."
"Kether." Cui Zuojing muttered.
Dong Zheng didn't interrupt him. Fix seemed to have a lot to say. He had been Fix for so many years in this world. He had a job, a wife, and his own life, but it was only for him and Chen Jianguo. A box tour to be the key player.
He must have a lot to say.
"I wait here day after day, year after year, and every night when I go to bed, I can find some past memories that have been washed away. I have been a diver, a king, a mech, and died in war. I also hid in the sewer pipes of the wasteland world like a mouse, and gradually, I discovered something."
There are still two minutes before the door closes, but Dong Zheng still chooses to listen to Fix, and his intuition tells him that this will be a very important matter.
"I found that the worlds I was in, after the invaders like you were involved, left, no matter what the ending was, they all developed in a more chaotic direction."
"After the chaos breaks out, all or all NPCs will be recycled and reused, just like I used to. I have witnessed the world that was originally maintained in delicate balance in an instant, disintegrating and chaotic, and I can vaguely feel... This, maybe that is me. The ultimate purpose of an unknown mysterious being."
Dong Zheng whispered: "It's making everything in the box more confusing."
"So you call these worlds boxes?" Fix smiled. He glanced at the clock that was re-hung on the wall yesterday, and said, "If you are in a hurry to leave, just leave, as far as I know. That's all."
Dong Zheng was really in a hurry. He stood up and said to Fix: "Sorry, I only have five minutes after the task is completed."
Fix nodded to show his understanding, the cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, and finally said to Dong Zheng: "After you leave, I will soon be washed out of all my memories again and filled with new ones. I will tell you today. All these will be forgotten, maybe I will remember it slowly like this time, who knows?"
Dong Zheng saw a little unwillingness in Fix's eyes. He put his hand on the doorknob and asked in the last half minute, "I'm leaving, do you have any wishes?"
Fix thought for a while and said, "I don't have the ability to find out the truth, but I hope that someone can really see it clearly."
"I will."