My Healing Games

Chapter 10 Refrigerator
Hearing Director Jiang's praise, Han Fei felt a little embarrassed, as he couldn't tell Director Jiang that he had truly experienced it firsthand.

"I've really struck gold. With you in the lead role, the opening scenes are a sure thing." Director Jiang looked at Han Fei with a relieved smile. "I knew it! With your acting skills, how could you not be famous? It seems you've been going in the wrong direction. You should try more thrillers in the future."

"My dream is still to become a comedian. I love seeing people smile, and I enjoy that feeling."

“People always need to eat, you can make a name for yourself with horror movies and then go on to act in comedies.” Director Jiang was very satisfied with Han Fei: “You passed the audition. Go back and get some rest today, and you’ll officially join the crew tomorrow.”

"I..." Han Fei didn't know if he could make it through the night. According to the game's rules, he had to log in every day.

"I'll try my best to get you a higher salary, don't worry." Director Jiang has a very straightforward temper, and all his emotions are written on his face. Of course, this may also be the reason why he hasn't become a great director yet.

The entire audition process, from start to finish, took only a dozen minutes. Han Fei had just finished eating a boxed lunch from the crew and was about to leave when his phone vibrated again. This time, it was Li Xue calling him.

"Have you found anything?"

“No. 21 North Street, Old Town, I’m waiting for you here. I’ve found Meng Shi.”

"Okay! I'll be right there!"

The film crew of "Flower of Evil" was located at No. 15 North Street, not too far from No. 21. Han Fei ran there directly using his phone's navigation.

After passing through rows of old buildings, Han Fei finally stopped at the entrance of a somewhat old residential compound.

"Over here!" Li Xue's voice rang out in the family compound. She was dressed the same as she was in the morning, except that a Phantom series motorcycle was parked next to her.

"Does Meng Shi live in the family compound on North Street?"

“There are twelve people named Meng Shi in the whole city. I checked them all, but I didn’t find anyone who matched your description. You don’t seem to be lying, so I expanded the scope of the search and finally found Meng Shi.” Li Xue said, staring at Han Fei’s face for a long time.

"Go on, what are you looking at me for?"

"Follow me." Li Xue led Han Fei into Unit 4, and they went up to the third floor together.

On the far right of the third floor, there was a brazier with half-burnt paper money inside. Looking into the house, there was a black and white photograph on the dark altar.

“You told me in the summons room that you met Meng Shi last night, but the Meng Shi who matches your description actually passed away ten years ago.”

"Dead?" Han Fei stood there, not even daring to enter the door.

The shop owner passed away a few days ago, and Meng Shi also passed away ten years ago. Han Fei discovered that everyone related to that game, except for himself, seemed to be dead.

“No, there’s one more person.” Clinging to the last glimmer of hope, Han Fei looked at Li Xue. Before he could even speak, Li Xue seemed to know what he wanted to ask.

"Chenchen was Meng Shi's grandson. His original name was Meng Chen. He also died ten years ago."

"Are they all dead?" Han Fei felt a chill run down his spine. He never expected that the NPCs in the game were people who had died in real life ten years ago.

The thought of sitting with them eating dumplings last night, and even feeling a warm feeling, made Han Fei's scalp tingle.

What kind of hellish game is this?
"Gentlemen, if you have nothing else to do, you can leave. I don't want to be disturbed any longer." A middle-aged man with white hair walked out of the slightly crowded room. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, but his hair was completely white and his health was not very good.

“Uncle, we didn’t mean to bother you. There are many suspicious points in this case. Technology is more advanced now than before, and many cold cases have made breakthroughs. You must also want to bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible, right?” Li Xue, who usually gives people the impression of being fearless, was more gentle than ever in front of the victim’s family. Her tone was soft and she showed great patience.

"Ten years have passed, and the murderer still hasn't been found. My health is deteriorating, and I can't take it anymore." The middle-aged man walked into the kitchen, placed a bowl of freshly made dumplings on the altar, lit an incense stick, and bowed three times to the black and white photograph.

"Did Grandma make dumplings every New Year's Day and Lunar New Year's Eve when she was alive?" Han Fei looked at the old woman's photo on the altar and unconsciously walked into the house: "I remember she said that dumplings symbolize the changing of the year, reunion and good fortune, and that eating dumplings can get rid of the bad luck of the past year."

Han Fei's words seemed to touch a memory deep in the man's heart. He looked at Han Fei with some disbelief, as if the old man had indeed said something similar before his death.

"Grandma is a great cook. Her fish soup is so delicious, it's milky white, and you can smell the aroma from far away..."

"How do you know all this?" The middle-aged man walked up to Han Fei. "You've met my mother? You must have been a teenager ten years ago, right?"

"I did see her, and she even treated me to dumplings." Han Fei didn't know how to say it, and he didn't want to be seen as mentally ill, so he rationally changed the subject: "Uncle, can you tell me about Grandma?"

Some memories are extremely painful, and the middle-aged man hesitated for a long time before letting Li Xue and Han Fei into the house.

“My mother was a good person, a very good person. She never married and adopted three orphans. She used all the money she had painstakingly saved to support these three children.” The middle-aged man sat on the other side of the sofa: “I am the eldest. I was sickly as a child, so my mother named me Meng Changshou. I am the least successful of the three brothers.”

"The second child is named Meng Changxi. He was an abandoned baby and his face is somewhat deformed, but he is very smart and has been an excellent student since childhood. However, perhaps because of his face, he is somewhat self-conscious and has an introverted and gloomy personality."

"The third brother is called Meng Chang'an. He is the most outstanding among the three of us brothers. He has the best grades and the most friends. The certificates he has won cannot be displayed on one wall. He has now joined a big company, Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, and is said to be a senior executive in his department."

Mentioning his third brother, Meng Chang'an, the middle-aged man's eyes finally lit up, but that light quickly faded again: "My third brother sends me money every month, but he hasn't come back since Mom's accident."

"What exactly happened to Grandma ten years ago?" This was what Han Fei wanted to know more about.

“Actually, I didn’t know about this at first. It wasn’t until my second son went missing and the police came to our door that I realized something was wrong.” The middle-aged man’s eyes were full of self-blame and pain: “After my mother retired, she ran an ice cream shop. The police found a lot of animal carcasses and a dead person in the freezer in her shop.”

"A body hidden in a freezer?"

"The forensic doctor estimated the time of death to be a week ago. During that week, my mother must have known there was a body hidden in the freezer, but she didn't call the police." The middle-aged man clenched his fists together.

"Could it be that the old woman killed him?" Figuring out whether the old woman was a good person or a bad person was very important to Han Fei, as it was a crucial breakthrough for his survival in the game.

(End of this chapter)