My Healing Games

Chapter 12 People in the Stairwell

"Brother Youfu?" The gaunt old man had no idea what Han Fei was talking about. "You're Youfu's friend? But I've never heard him mention you before?"

"Please think again. My name is Han Fei." Han Fei looked at the old man very sincerely, making the old man wonder if he had forgotten, after all, this was all ten years ago.

"Now that you mention it, I do remember that Youfu did have some friends before, but you don't look that old, do you?" The old man was not quite sure.

"I'm an actor, I make a living based on my looks. Because of the roles I play, I pay a lot of attention to skincare. I've been acting in other places for a long time." Knowing that too much talk can lead to mistakes, Han Fei skipped the topic: "Grandpa, I really want to do something for Brother Youfu."

“He had so many unfulfilled wishes. He worked himself to the bone just to give Amei a home. Shortly before they were murdered, the boy came to me and said that he had secretly saved some money and wanted to hold a wedding for Amei.” The old man shook his head: “It’s no use talking about these things now. I think his biggest wish was to catch the murderer, after all, the murderer killed the person he loved most.”

"Home, wedding, catching the murderer." Han Fei memorized these words. He glanced at the haggard old man: "Grandpa, I think Brother Fu must be very worried about your health. You must stay healthy. I will do everything I can to catch that perverted killer!"

Han Fei then took out his phone: "This is my contact number. If you encounter any problems, just call me. I will definitely help you if I can."

After leaving his phone number, Han Fei gave a few more instructions before leaving with Li Xue.

"Hey, why are you pretending to be Wei Youfu's friend? It seems like you're really planning to take care of that old man." After leaving the residential area, Li Xue asked the question that had been on her mind.

"I..." Han Fei didn't know how to answer. He just glanced at the dilapidated apartment building behind him: "I didn't impersonate Wei Youfu's friend. We will become friends."

"What a strange person." Li Xue got on her motorcycle and tossed a helmet to Han Fei as she passed by: "Get on."

"What do you want to do?"

"I'll take you home."

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Back in his rented apartment, Han Fei sat in the corner furthest from his desk, staring at the gaming helmet on the desk.

The bloodstains inside the helmet had dried, appearing as if mysterious red patterns were etched onto the inner wall.

Han Fei had previously held onto a sliver of hope that it might be a prank, but what he saw and heard today completely dispelled that idea.

"The game's quest system says that completing the beginner quests will help me understand that world, so it seems I still need to complete the beginner quests."

As night fell, Han Fei walked to the window and glanced at the skyscrapers in the city center.

In fact, not to mention the game world, with the rapid development of technology, he even felt a sense of alienation in the real world.

As time marches on, he, living in a corner of the old city, always feels at a loss when faced with countless new things emerging every day.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. Let's just get through today." Han Fei sat in front of the computer and began searching for cases from ten years ago.

Since it concerned his own life and death, Han Fei took it very seriously. He printed out all the information released by the police and posted it on the wall in front of his desk.

The once blank walls were soon covered with all sorts of case clues and photos. If someone who didn't know better saw this, they might think he was some kind of private detective.

"The human body reconstruction involves eight victims. The first seven victims were found with parts missing from their bodies. The eighth victim's body was mostly pieced together. After comparing all the data, the police could not find any information about the eighth victim in the citizen records. Therefore, when releasing the case details, the eighth victim was simply referred to as number eight..."

Working late into the night, Han Fei finally gained a general understanding of the case from ten years ago. Looking at the time at the bottom of his computer screen, he picked up his gaming helmet just before midnight.

"The deceased appeared in the game, and there are many mysteries, but my top priority right now is to ensure my survival."

As the clock struck midnight, Han Fei connected all the lines and entered the game.

The world before his eyes was covered in blood red, and he felt weightlessness and dizziness at the same time. Just as Han Fei was about to lose consciousness, a cold voice rang out from the depths of his mind.

"Welcome to the Perfect Life! Now you can choose your own perfect life!"

Opening his eyes, Han Fei found himself lying on the steps of the first floor. It was very quiet around him, as if there wasn't a single living person in the entire building.

"Let's go find Meng Shi first!"

Having had his first gaming experience, Han Fei's goal this time was very clear: to find a way to extract some task from the old man, and then stay at the old man's house for three hours after completing it.

After three hours, you can quit the game at any time and then explore the unknown areas.

That way, even if he encounters danger, he doesn't need to be afraid; he can simply exit the game.

In other words, the most dangerous period in this game is the first three hours after Han Fei logs in.

The rusty iron handrails were covered with black grime, and the dusty walls were covered with all sorts of unsettling graffiti. Most of the little figures only had parts of their bodies drawn, making them look very eerie.

Han Fei dared not make a sound. He picked up the kitchen knife from the ground and tiptoed to the old man's door.

Next to the peeling paint on the door, the black plastic bags had been cleaned up, leaving only two dark marks on the ground, as if dirt from the plastic bags had seeped out.

"Grandma?"

Han Fei knocked lightly on the door, not daring to use much force, but the sound still carried far in the quiet hallway.

"no one there?"

Han Fei pressed his ear against the security door, but there was no sound from the old man's house, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

"Where could they go so late at night?" Han Fei knocked on the door again, and as the knocking sounded, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Listen closely, and you can hear something moving in the once quiet hallway!

The other party deliberately slowed down their pace and tried not to make any noise, but Han Fei still heard a slight rustling sound.

"The sound is coming from upstairs; someone is walking this way! Was it the knocking that attracted him?"

Han Fei walked to the stair railing and looked up through the gap in the middle of the stairs.

With a slow twist of his neck, Han Fei's body suddenly tensed up. Right there on the sixth floor, there was another face watching him!
Their eyes met, and both quickened their pace simultaneously!

Han Fei started running upstairs, while the owner of that face was running wildly downstairs.

"Fourth floor! We have to get to the fourth floor!"

Han Fei knew that the stairwell door was locked, so he couldn't leave the building. Running downstairs would mean certain death, so he had no choice but to go back to his home on the fourth floor!

"I'm on the third floor, that person is on the sixth floor, and I'm closer to the fourth floor! The key is that it will take me time to open the door!"

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a large bunch of keys. He had put the keys in his pocket the first time he went to his grandmother's house to eat dumplings, and had never taken them out since.

Thanks to the all-natural Yin-Yang fish, you're really something, Qing Ningzi, Mo Xiaoqingchen, that girl's leader!
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