Strange game designer.

Chapter 729 No one has ever respected anything about him.

The wound had not healed, and beads of blood rolled across the skin, tracing a beautiful arc.

Gao Ming's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, and he felt that he needed to find out about Li Sansi's past as soon as possible.

“I might need to go home.” Gao Ming knew that Li Sansi had a house that had been mortgaged several times, and he seemed to be worried about encountering debt collectors, so he hadn’t gone back.

“That…” Black Crow is a very decisive person and rarely shows such hesitation.

"Just say what you want to say. There's no need for formalities between us."

"Have you noticed... that you seem to have changed since the last time we met?" Black Crow frowned, staring into Gao Ming's eyes.

"I took too many drugs in the penalty area, and perhaps that was also an influence of the penalty area."

“It’s not a physical change, but rather the feeling I get from you.” Black Crow corrected Gao Ming’s statement: “You seem to enjoy daydreaming now, and you’ll suddenly stop and fall into thought. You seem to be becoming more and more like Li Sansi.”

"Me?" Gao Ming's memories were deeply integrated with Li Sansi's. He consumed a large amount of medicine and concealed the aura of an outsider on his soul. All of this was to make it easier to hide himself.

If this continues, no one will be able to tell that he is an outsider. People will all think of him as Li Sansi, until he himself starts to think of himself as Li Sansi.

“No, no.” Gao Ming paced back and forth in the room, and after a moment, he asked in a low voice, “Black Crow, you should have investigated my information, right?”

"Yes, after all, we have to cooperate with you." Black Crow admitted frankly.

"Then you should know that I have three men with me, right?" Gao Ming slowed his tone. "Are they real?"

Gao Ming's changed tone startled Black Crow, and the unusual aura emanating from Gao Ming intensified: "My investigation shows that you do have three subordinates who live with you in the studio, but I have never seen them, so I can't give you a more accurate answer."

Black Crow didn't understand why Gao Ming would suddenly ask such a strange question: "Do you suspect that those three are just your own hallucinations? That no one else can see them?"

“Others can see them, and they bully and exploit them, but... but I always feel like something's not quite right.” While they were talking about their three subordinates, Gao Ming’s phone suddenly vibrated. It was Jia Youzhi calling: “I just mentioned them and the phone rang.”

Before Gao Ming could even speak after pressing the answer button, Jia Youzhi's panicked voice came through the receiver: "Director Li, come back quickly, our driver is dead."

"Dead?" The driver was the only one besides his three subordinates who knew that Gao Ming and his men had robbed and killed the pharmaceutical equipment of Zhuchuan Company.

The loophole was plugged, which would have made other gang members happy, but Gao Ming was not. He still had many questions for the driver, after all, the driver had a good relationship with Jia Youzhi and his gang: "How did he die?"

"His ear was ruptured by black roundworms, and he was bleeding profusely. We tried to find medicine to stop the bleeding, but nothing worked. We had no choice but to risk taking him to the hospital. On the way, we encountered a shootout between Wansheng and Zhuchuan gangs, and the driver was shot by someone from one side." Dingxiang took the phone, her voice still relatively calm.

"Are you all alright?" "Old Jia was a bit shaken, but we're all fine. We've already returned to the Tzu Chi Foundation's meeting place."

"Stop running around, just stay there."

Gao Ming hung up the phone, left Black Crow two bottles of blood, bandaged his wounds briefly, and left the slum.

Without going to the Tzu Chi Foundation or investigating the truth behind the driver's death, Gao Ming "hitched a ride" to Minghua Community, located in the northern part of the Third Street.

This residential complex consists of four tower buildings, which are very close together. Some residents cannot get any sunlight all day. Even so, the property prices in Minghua are very high. Having a home in this city means having a greater sense of security.

"The four towers stand together, like a square black box." Walking into the community, stepping on the withered flowers and plants, Gao Ming looked at the densely packed windows. "Each room is like a slightly smaller black box, where the people living inside keep their secrets and peek at the outside world through the cracks in the windows."

Home is a place that provides a sense of security, but it is also a place where another, dirty and wretched self is hidden.

"Hey! Li Sansi, you dare to come back?" The lazy tone revealed no respect. The speaker was an old man in the neighborhood who was walking a powerful dog: "The debt collectors have splashed paint all over the stairwell walls so much that you can't even tell the original color anymore. They've thrown your threatening letters everywhere. We can't even use them all to wipe our butts."

Gao Ming had no recollection of this old man, and a search of Li Sansi's memories yielded no relevant information.

With a polite smile, Gao Ming walked past the old man. A few meters away, he vaguely heard the man sneer: "Idiot, you live like a joke. This is much better than his photos."

We stopped in front of Tower 4. There were so many residents inside; the houses were piled up like building blocks. Anyone with trypophobia would feel uncomfortable standing downstairs.

"Stop! You son of a bitch! I've finally caught you!" A fat woman, who had just stepped out of the elevator, saw Gao Ming and angrily ran over, grabbing him by the collar: "You son of a bitch! Because of you, the whole fourteenth floor is suffering. Those debt collectors are banging on doors every day, leaving paint everywhere. I've had to replace several doors. You have to pay for all of this!"

The fat woman didn't even call Li Sansi by his name, but instead used "dog's penis" instead, which Gao Ming found "interesting."

Apart from his three subordinates, it seems that no one in this city would call Li Sansi "Director Li," even though becoming a director and making a movie is his ultimate dream.

“Only the three of them call me that.” Gao Ming clenched his fist, pulling away the fat woman’s hand, his veins showing on his face. “So, is it that I don’t care about others, or does my world only consist of those three people?”

"Let go! Let go!" the fat woman screamed.

Based on the other person's description, she should be Li Sansi's neighbor, but Gao Ming still doesn't recognize her at all. Now he can confirm that part of Li Sansi's memory has been hidden or destroyed.

“I’ve joined a gang now, and I have plenty of money, but do you dare to take my compensation?” Gao Ming stared at the fat woman’s somewhat ferocious face, his other hand instinctively reaching for the black gun hidden at his waist.

The gun had its serial number worn off; it was unclear where the ghouls got it from, but Gao Ming was finding it increasingly easy to use.

(End of this chapter)