Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 292: A family should be together, that old photo
Feng Yuhuai breathed in the meaty aroma in the air with intoxication and greed. The fragrance did not even require skinning or bleeding; it was already wafting from his roommates' soft hair, white necks, and even the hot air they exhaled.

From a cooking perspective, they do not need any extra seasoning as they have already been marinated.

Then, Feng Yuhuai caught a hint of an even stronger bone aroma. Although the smell only stayed for a moment, the remaining fragrance in the air lingered for a long time.

It was like an endless temptation, stimulating her to keep her head down and not dare to raise it. Her throat rolled unconsciously and she kept swallowing her saliva.

"It's father. Father came just now and left again?"

Feng Yuhuai knew people by their scent, and she took great effort to suppress the hunger in her heart. Her eyes were filled with warm love, and she carefully scanned the facial features of each of her best friends, and then gently fell on the intersection where Feng Ju disappeared.

At this moment, Feng Yuhuai felt a great enlightenment that transcended worldly meanings:
"Since good friends like us all want to be with each other forever, then as a family, we must want to be together and never be apart."

Zhang Liyu looked at Feng Yuhuai's affectionate gaze at her, and inexplicably the heart-pounding and weird feeling just now came to her mind again. She opened her mouth and was about to say something.

"Hey, you guys are from the first year of high school, right? You're pretty lucky. Come over here and take a photo with the school leaders and Professor Zuo Bai."

The young leader of the school affairs office ran over and waved to a few people, interrupting Zhang Liyu's words in a very rude tone, and also interrupting Feng Yuhuai's life insights that were sublimating to a new level.

Feng Yuhuai and his group came over and obediently stood at the edge of the camera lens.

Although Feng Yuhuai had already made a name for herself on campus and had achieved some success, the school leaders in front of her didn't even recognize who she was.

She also didn't recognize these school leaders who rarely appeared in front of students, and she didn't recognize Professor Zuo Bai who was surrounded in the center.

And the moment this group of people who didn't know each other faced the camera, miraculously, without any guidance, everyone naturally broke into a beautiful smile that was a hundred times brighter than a real smile.

Perhaps, this just verifies what Detective Li Shang said - the camera will become an accomplice of [Mask].

It’s not that the camera is helping [Fake Face], but because, under the camera, everyone will become a fake face that is indistinguishable from the real one...Fake Face!!!
The photos were taken quickly, and the school leaders surrounded each other and left the stage collectively like a tide.

Feng Yuhuai's gaze followed the departing figures. She frowned slightly and stared at their departing backs in confusion.

She sniffed gently and caught a very faint, almost imperceptible familiar scent among the remaining smells.

She will never forget this smell, it is the deepest smell imprinted in her memory.

She would never forget what happened in the dark basement of the clinic that day. The room was filled with this smell.

Xiaojuan gently tugged at the corner of Feng Yuhuai's clothes and whispered, "Now that we've finished taking pictures, let's go back to the dormitory."

Feng Yuhuai's thoughts drifted away and he nodded slightly.

At this time, Cuicui ran back quickly like a gust of wind.

As soon as the photo was taken, Cuicui ran away. She was a lively person and would get startled easily. Her roommates were used to it and didn't take it seriously. Cuicui ran back and yelled, "Hey, why didn't you wait for me?"

After saying this, she didn't get angry, but spread out her hands generously and said happily: "Look, what I got back for everyone."

Several people looked at Cuicui's palm curiously, and saw a photo spread out in her hand, which she had just courageously asked the photographer for.

Cuicui handed the photos to everyone and complained with a smile:

"That photographer took several photos in a row. I had to persuade him until he picked and chose one that wasn't a good one. But luckily, we are all pretty, so we look pretty no matter how we take the photos, hehe."

Zhang Liyou looked down at the photo. It was just an ordinary Polaroid photo. Because the photo was overexposed, the figure in the center was a little blurry, as if covered by a layer of veil, while the corners of the photo remained surprisingly clear.

It’s as if they in the corners have become the protagonists, while the protagonists in the middle have become blurred into the background.

Zhang Liyou lowered her head and stared in fascination. She looked at the corner of the photo, where the four of them were standing in a row, forming a circle.

Feng Yuhuai stood quietly at the innermost side, leaning against an unknown school leader, with a dignified and sweet smile.

But perhaps because she happened to be standing near the overexposed aperture, her profile was slightly blurred by the soft halo, giving people a faint sense of distortion, as if she was out of touch with the world.

Next to Feng Yuhuai was Xiaojuan. She habitually held Feng Yuhuai's arm gently, her head slightly tilted towards Feng Yuhuai, her smile shy and timid.

Next to Xiaojuan was Cuicui. She stretched her arms as far as they could go, forming a "one" shape that passed through the back of the four people's heads, as if she wanted to hug everyone together forever, and she smiled so widely that her fangs were visible.

She herself stood at the outermost edge, leaning against a tree, and under the tree were the shadows of several people merged into one.

Soft halo, blending shadows, four figures tightly leaning against each other, huddled into a corner... Everything seemed ordinary, but it inadvertently touched Zhang Liyu's heartstrings, and her eyes couldn't help but become moist.

The moist eyes blurred the photo and time. Zhang Liyu felt an inexplicable pain and suddenly had an uneasy premonition that the scene captured in the photo would remain at this moment forever and would never appear again in the future.

Just like the yellowed old photo in memory, carefully put away and locked at the bottom of the box, but never again...
The key to unlock the door could not be found.

.......
At the same time, in the Second Prison of District 9, a high-tech security system replaced the traditional key door lock.

In front of a metal door that required iris verification, a bloody eyeball was cruelly stuffed into the iris reader. The heavy metal door opened but could not be closed.

The head with an eye missing rolled to the ground under the door and got stuck in the crack of the door, just like a ball dropped by a child that got stuck accidentally under the bedroom door.

But this is not a place for a joke. There are only a group of prisoners who are soaking wet and have blood dripping from their clothes and hair.

They wantonly released their inner madness and excitement, and laughed at the surveillance cameras above their heads in a bloody mess like a group of crazy kids.

And their "toys" are those cruelly torn and shattered prison guard cards... puppets? ! !
(End of this chapter)