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Chapter 426 The same script

Mo Shouchen asked doubtfully: "You said your friend has become different from before? What do you mean?"

Manager Wang replied: "In order to avoid being recognized by the people who play script killing, I specially found a friend who doesn't like to play script killing but is very courageous. However, when he came back from the script killing hall, he turned out to be with me.

I said script killing was fun and exciting, and he went to play it twice more later."

"Perhaps your friend didn't know about script killing before, so he said he didn't like it, but after playing it once, he became addicted."

Manager Wang shook his head: "He has a bit of a weird personality. I once took him to play the script that received the best response in our store. After playing it, he said it was indeed scary, but he still didn't like it."

"But this time when he came back from the Guilin Script Killing Hall, he was very excited, as if he had discovered a new world. What's even weirder is that the next two times he went there, he played the same script as the first time.

And every time I ask him, he says he can’t remember what the script is about.”

After listening to Manager Wang's description, Mo Shouchen felt a little incomprehensible.

The script is written using immersive writing techniques, combined with immersive scenes and the interpretation of real "human" NPCs.

Such a script-killing configuration cannot interest Manager Wang’s friends, but he likes the same script in the script-killing hall to the point where he wants to play it over and over again. The gap is too big.

Mo Shouchen was very confident in the script killer in his store, so he thought it was very possible that the script killer shop had tampered with the game.

If it were before, he would not have thought so, but since he saw the person wearing a clown mask next to Gao Hongzhuo, he felt that that person should have such an ability.

"Can you call your friend over and let me take a look?" Mo Shouchen asked.

Manager Wang nodded: "Okay, I'll call him soon and ask him to come over after get off work."

"Okay, I'll wait for him in the office then."

After Manager Wang left, Mo Shouchen sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought. He couldn't figure out how to make a person who didn't like to play the same script repeatedly play the same script.

Could it be that the man in the clown mask gave Manager Wang's friend the ecstasy soup?

Mo Shouchen decided to chat with Manager Wang's friends first. If necessary, he also planned to go to the Weiwen Script Killing Hall in person.

As he was thinking about it, Mo Shouchen suddenly felt sleepy. He was afraid that he would be energetic again after returning home, so he simply lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

As a result, he slept until after four o'clock.

After waking up, he glanced at his phone and found that it was almost time for Tang Yanzhen to close the door, so he immediately sat up from the sofa and prepared to go find Tang Yanzhen.

But when he got up and walked to the door, he remembered that Tang Yanzhen no longer remembered him.

He smiled to himself and sat back on the sofa.

"Dangdangdang..."

There was a knocking sound outside the door.

Mo Shouchen walked over and opened the door, and found that the person knocking on the door was Manager Wang, and there was a young man standing behind him.

This young man is in his thirties, looks very ordinary, and is dressed in business casual attire. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary office worker.

His eyes were slightly blue, and he looked like he hadn't had much rest. For an office worker who often worked overtime, this state was quite normal.

However, Mo Shouchen felt a hint of coldness from his body, and estimated that his current state was probably not caused by fatigue.

Manager Wang introduced: "Mr. Mo, this is my friend, his name is Xia Ruizhi."

"Oh, please come in quickly!"

Mo Shouchen invited people into the room, and after the three of them exchanged pleasantries, Manager Wang said he had something else to do and left first.

Mo Shouchen made a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table in front of Xia Ruizhi, and then said straight to the point: "I heard that you like to play a script called "The Killing Hall"?

"Yes!" Xia Ruizhi, who was still a little reserved just now, had a glimmer of light in his eyes, "That script is particularly exciting. I feel very happy every time after playing it."

"Oh? Then do you still remember the specific content of the script?"

Xia Ruizhi shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly."

After playing Script Killing, I couldn't remember the content of the game. Normal people would definitely be very confused by this, but Xia Ruizhi acted very calmly, as if it was natural that he couldn't remember the content of the script.

This alone is already very abnormal.

Mo Shouchen pondered for a moment, and then said: "I am very interested in this script. If you want to go play it anytime, I want to go with you."

"There are a lot of people playing this script. You need to make a reservation at least a week in advance to get a place. I'm planning to call and make an appointment soon. It happens to be available next weekend. If you want to play, then I can make a reservation for you by the way."

When he heard that he needed to make a reservation one week in advance, Mo Shouchen couldn't help but be a little surprised. When his store was the most popular, he only needed to make a reservation three days in advance at most. It seemed that this script was really popular.

Mo Shouchen calculated the time and felt that it would not affect his participation in the next script task, so he said, "Sorry to trouble you, thank you!"

Originally, Mo Shouchen wanted to treat Xia Ruizhi to a meal, but Xia Ruizhi said that his wife had already cooked a meal and was waiting at home, so he didn't force it.

The two chatted briefly for a few more words, and Xia Ruizhi left.

After closing the office door, Mo Shouchen asked Gao Banxian beside him: "Do you see any problem?"

As soon as Xia Ruizhi entered the office, Mo Shouchen summoned Gao Banxian, so during their conversation, Gao Banxian was always there, but Xia Ruizhi couldn't see it.

Gao Banxian stroked his beard and said: "This man has ghost energy in his body, and his three souls and seven souls are incomplete. From my perspective, he should be obsessed with ghosts."

"Bewitched by a ghost? Is it serious?"

"It's okay once or twice, but if it happens too many times, you may end up being infected by ghost energy and die suddenly."

Infected by ghost energy?

Wouldn’t that be the same fate as Qian Zongtian!

Although Qian Manying used the life-locking flute to save Qian Zongtian's life, because his whole body had been infected by ghost energy, Qian Zongtian could only live in this world like a useless person for the rest of his life.

I didn’t expect that a person wearing a clown mask would use such vicious methods to attract customers. It is simply unscrupulous.

Mo Shouchen is not a person who would take risks for strangers, but the Wenwen Script Killing Hall is his competitor after all, and he also wants to learn about the clown mask's methods through this incident.

So even if he knew there would be danger, he did not change his determination to go to the Wenwen Script Killing Hall with Xia Ruizhi...


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