[Sharp shark——] A series of busy sounds, and then, the sound that Ziliang was about to hear was heard.

【Hello, Mike, you don’t know me, but I know you very well. Now, I want to play a game with you.

You are an online salesperson, sitting in front of the computer all day long, selling products to people who don’t even know about gender, and you have never even used the things you sell. Of course, this will not affect anything, because you just add some beautified words to your own as written in the instructions and sell them.

This behavior is simply deception.

So you are a person who lives by deception and you are guilty.

Soon, the room will be filled with poisonous gas. Although it will not kill you immediately, it will still take your life after a few hours.

Now, there are two ways before you.

First: From now on, you need to play a down-and-out investor named ‘Pabur’. You can hear about his information in another tape under the bed. Your task is to kill a merchant named ‘Fermat’ in all ways. After the mission is successful, I will give you a bottle of antidote as you wish.

Second: Choose to ignore the contents in this tape and play the game like everyone else.

So, should you continue to deceive like before, or should you discover your conscience and be an honest person?

You choose for yourself.]

When Ziliang heard this, he finally solved his doubts.

"So that's it. Why did the 'Pabur' still have rationality, but he was still crazy. He had to kill Ferma to stop. It turned out that he had his own task at all." Ziliang muttered: "But it seems that you have thought about how he would deal with this matter long ago. So, you just need to design the mechanism and wait for him to die with Ferma to turn into meat pie, right... Oh, it's not just him and Ferma, but everyone in this game will eventually die, except you..."

Ziliang threw the player in his hand at the side: "But I have another question, that is, why do you want to participate in this game with me? Don't say that you are because of the 'redemption faith'. This is not redemption at all. No matter how hard you try, it will eventually be a death ending. That's worthy of being called massacre, so... are your brains broken when playing games?"

"Ahhhh-ahh..." Erin couldn't answer Ziliang's question at all. She was still humming in horror. It was probably because she had been shouting for too long and her brain was already lacking oxygen, so her voice was already very weak, and... she swayed and fainted on the ground.

"This..." Ziliang was stunned, a little embarrassed, and he screamed himself faint without saying a word. What's going on? Moreover, according to Ziliang's impression of "jiuzhe", this kind of powerful character who has been hiding for so many years under the police investigation should not be scared by himself.

But he didn't care. Since he knew who the jigsaw was, he would take it back to the hospital and throw it into Hannibal's hut and know everything.

So, Ziliang walked to the front door on the side, supported the door panels on both sides with his hands... and used a little force.

"Squeak-ah--" The door was quickly pushed open.

......

A bright light came over. Since I stayed in this dim room without windows for a long time, Ziliang subconsciously closed his eyes.

And when he opened his eyes again.

......

He was stunned.

Because what is ejaculated on my face is not sunshine at all.

This is a wider hall. The whole design is like a banquet hall. Bright lights shine from the roof, carpets are laid on the ground, there are several tables on the side, and there are some food on it.

The change of this style of painting is so abrupt that even Ziliang was stunned for a moment...

Moreover, what surprised him even more was that he saw two people next to that row of tables.

Harry Quinn

and Hannibal Lecter.

At this moment, Harry Quinn seemed to have seen Ziliang as well.

"Hi, here!" She waved her hand happily and greeted Ziliang. Ziliang could clearly see the bandages wrapped around her body, and there were still fresh blood stains in some places, which obviously had just flowed out.

Hannibal also looked over lightly, and gracefully raised a glass of wine in his hand and signaled to Ziliang.

Compared to himself and Harry Quinn, Hannibal's outfit was simply shining cleanly. Not to mention blood, there were almost no wrinkles on his clothes.

Although Ziliang was confused, he still turned around and pulled Erin out, dragging her all the way to the dining table...

"What's going on?" Ziliang's face was full of question marks.

Hannibal shook his head: "I don't know either, but it seems that we were caught here by a jigsaw." As he said that, he pointed in a direction with his chin.

Ziliang looked in that direction and then found that there were already two open doors there.

"So, you also played the jigsaw game just now?" Ziliang asked.

"Yes!" Harley Quinn replied suddenly, with an expression of excitement on his face: "It's so fun, so exciting. This guy named Jigsaw is simply a genius."

Well, it seems that Princess Quinn is particularly interested in this kind of blood-squirting game.

"It seems that everyone who survived through the game, or in the end, would gather here?" Hannibal responded in a light response to a more reliable answer.

Ziliang nodded. It seemed that this was the case. Of course, he was not idle to ask what kind of tests the two of them had experienced. In short, they were all strolling in the garden and the other was just looking at having no fun... There was no need to ask at all.

At this time, Harley Quinn seemed to finally find Erin dragging in Ziliang's hand, "Who is she?" Quinn pointed at Ziliang's nose as if he was catching a villain in the bed.

"Uh..." Ziliang hesitated for a while: "Hand... saw."

Hannibal frowned: "Is she a 'jitter'?"

"At least I thought so just now, but now, I'm not sure." Ziliang muttered: "Oh, can your 'memory stealing' still be useful? Even if this woman is not a 'jitter saw', she can still bring us a lot of clues."

Hannibal shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't use it, but I think that in this case, only some simple hypnosis methods should be enough, but I have to waste some time."

Ziliang nodded: "Okay, then she will leave it to you. Quinn and I will come back to find you later."

"Come back to find me? Where are you and Quinn going?" Hannibal asked.

Ziliang half-empty with his eyes... pointed to the remaining door that had not been opened yet.

"Of course I'm going to find Old Joey. Do you think he can really get out of it according to his level of being crazy?"
Chapter completed!