Survival Guide for Suspense Authors

Chapter 97: The world is a novel

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[The “click” sound of the anti-theft door lock core gear rotating. 】

[Wet and greasy ** dripped from the lock cylinder, and the black shadow shrouded in the raincoat walked into the room, gently closing the door and locking it, leaving only the sound of the wind and rain outside slamming the door in vain. 】

[Tick...]

[Take off the raincoat and hang it at the door, revealing the black trousers and shoes inside, the white shirt is slightly wrinkled, the cuffs are unbuttoned, two arms are stretched out, and the inside of the two wrists is surrounded by dense knives. The scratches looked like two centipedes that had been cut off by gravel wrapped around their arms, breathing tenaciously with the pulse of their pulse. 】

[The bones nestled in the corner of the sofa in the living room climbed up suddenly, the sparse and dull dog hair exploded, and the skinny and loose skin suddenly tightened, as if smelling a dangerous smell of carnivores. The claws bend slightly, and there is a deep "snoring" in the throat. 】

["Hey~"]

[The visitor took off the mask, and the corner of his mouth turned into a sickly curve. He listened to the movement in the room without any panic. Instead, he carried the plastic bag and walked towards the kitchen. 】

[There is still a pot for cooking noodles on the stove. There are food residues in the pot. Chen Tong obviously does not have the good habit of washing the pot after eating. The visitor cleans the pot, fills it with water, and then Tear the instant noodles in the plastic bag into the pot, unscrew the gas stove and ignite. 】

[The slurping sound, the aroma of the food drifting away, he reached out and touched it in the plastic bag, and took out a ham sausage, lightly wiped it with his fingertips, the rubber skin on the outside of the ham sausage rotted, revealing the tender red ham inside. 】

[Turning around, at the door of the kitchen, half of the head of a big yellow dog is exposed, and two yellow teeth dripping out of its grinning mouth. 】

["Smell the aroma of food~ Now this is yours!"]

[The curvature of the corners of the mouth of the visitor became more and more vivid, the pale and delicate face suddenly came alive, the corners of the eyes were layered with smile lines, the turning eyeballs revealed a fierce light, and the scarlet tongue stretched out and licked his lips. Under the lips. 】

[The ham sausage drew an arc in the air and landed on the ground. It was crushed by the dog's paws. The hind limbs slammed on the ground, which brought a gust of wind. It rushed fiercely and bit the teeth toward the person who came. 】

["Don't eat it, it's a pity, a dog that is too skinny doesn't have much to eat!"]

[As soon as the voice fell to the ground, the foot of the visitor stood still, and the palm of the ham sausage just thrown out opened. A piece of jagged red meat in the palm of the palm was suddenly rotten, like a sewed granulation sprout cracking again. The deformed tentacles that were full of stickiness fell off, and then jerked out. 】

[The air blasts like a leather whip hitting the ground. 】

[In fact, it means that the thin tentacles immediately wrapped the yellow dog, and squeezed it in circles, like a python locking the prey, and the old yellow dog's body made a twisting sound. 】

[The body is lifted in the air, and the dog's paws are scratching frantically, but they are getting weaker and weaker. The sticky ** corrodes the fur, like strong acid corrupting the blood-stained meat into charcoal black, revealing a scorched barbecue. Smell. 】

[The "gulugulu" steam in the pot next to it, the instant noodles' seasoning package melts away, and the chewy noodles are tumbling in the water...]

【"Sucking..."】

[The sound of swallowing pasta was heard in the kitchen. A corroded dog carcass on the ground remained motionless. The twisted and twisted tentacles slowly loosened, and the top of the tentacles revealed an everted suction cup, which looked like a A mouthpart, a slender tongue protruding from the inside. The tongue is slender and about one-half the width of a key, showing irregular jagged patterns. Gently tear it on the dog’s neck to remove a piece of " The “char-grilled” meat is torn off and thrown into the noodle pot accurately. 】

[Chew two mouthfuls, the meat is a little bit sticky, but the noodles are swallowed by him slowly, leaving half a pot of soup on the table, then unplug the hose of the gas stove, and the unscrewed gas valve emits "Hiss" leaks air. 】

[Turn off the kitchen light, and the whole room plunged into darkness. 】

[The footsteps in the dark steadily approached the bedroom. The pitch black can't block his vision. On the contrary, the pitch black tone is like splashed ink smudged, as if by some invisible traction, it spins and drills into his eye sockets. Go, just like the evil eyes on the bedroom curtains. 】

["It seems that our Doctor Chen slept very sweetly, which is really enviable."]

[The wet tentacles wrap around the doorknob, turn it twice slightly, the suction cup at the top is aligned with the lock core, and the serrated tongue penetrates in. The next second, the door lock rotates and pushes open a gap. 】

【...】

In this section of the memory, the focused perspective is on the lunatic patient, depicting the process of breaking into the self-built house and committing murder.

The lunatic patient in the novel, Lu Yanfei, has a high probability of being restored in reality.

The patient in the video data, the dog corpse in the self-built house, and the grimace picture in the corridor can all support this inference.

The protagonist in the novel, the psychologist Chen Chao, corresponds to Chen Zhuo in reality.

In the novel, he was accidentally involved in the incident, thus slowly unveiling the veil of mystery hidden behind the entire world.

At the end of this chapter, I was awakened from his sleep and had a fight with Lu Yanfei who broke in. However, he survived but was seriously injured. Lu Yanfei was also stabbed in one eye.

Lu Yanfei escaped, but the psychologist was sent to the hospital for rescue.

After that, the psychologist in the novel found a horrifying answer in that unchanging dream in a coma, or opened the golden finger.

In the dream, the psychiatrist opened a strange book that was closed. For that scene, Chen Chao described it in words like this in his memory:

[The light bulb covered with spider silk flickers brightly and dimly, reflecting on the weird book. The texture drawn by the folds of the cover is like a twisted and hideous blood vessel crawling on it, which looks like a single one from a distance. Dry paws clenched the cover tightly. 】

["The World under the Pen"]

[When Chen Chao opened his eyes, the book came into the pupils of his eyes. The "glass bead" in the center of the cover was turning, and it was just right to look at him. The moment his eyes were facing each other, Chen Chao was so cold and gloomy. The vest aroused a layer of cold sweat, like a peeping gaze, scanning through him coldly. 】

(Ps: The full version can be seen in gzh: Guo Yuman's Bookstore.)

[Chen Chaoxin breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fears, stretched out his hand slowly and firmly to touch the cover, if possible, Chen Chao would not touch the book again, but he had too many doubts in his heart, and instinct told him, The answer he wants is probably hidden in this book. 】

[Turn on the first page: "Volume One-Whisper in the ear! This world does not belong to you, nor does it belong to the people who have come, but belongs to those who have never come..."]