My Healing Games

Chapter 42 Do you deserve to be the protagonist?

Han Fei's voice was very soft, and Director Jiang didn't hear it clearly, but he wasn't in the mood to care about what Han Fei was saying.

The victim's family stormed the film set and tried to stop the movie from being filmed. If this is not handled properly, it will have a significant negative impact on the film.

"Everyone, calm down! The police have started to reinvestigate the human body puzzle! It shouldn't be long before they catch the real culprit!"

Jiang Yi shouted loudly, hoping everyone would calm down, but the anger in the hearts of the victims' families had already been ignited.

“We force ourselves not to think about those painful things every day, but your film is like exposing all our pain to the light of day.” A woman in her forties angrily pointed at the crew and shouted, “But because you said making a film could expand our influence and call on more people to pay attention, we disregarded our own pain and were willing to hand over this most desperate memory to you! But what have you done?!”

She held up her tablet, turned the volume up to the maximum, and then played a video on repeat.

The film features a young police officer, played by Ah Cheng, who delivers pretentious lines, engages in clumsy deductions, and even finds love while chasing a murderer.

In the final scene of the expansion, the female lead sacrifices her life to buy the male lead a chance, and the young policeman pulls off an incredible counterattack, followed by a somewhat awkward crying scene.

"Is this your answer to us, the victims' families? You are simply insulting the suffering we have endured for the past ten years!" The middle-aged woman's voice was loud, and she broke down in tears at the end.

"I'm very sorry to have let everyone down. As the director, I really want to apologize. I will do my best to revise it, but I also hope that everyone can understand us filmmakers. It's difficult for a drama to completely recreate reality, and the male and female leads' screen time must reach a certain proportion, which is the investor's requirement." Jiang Yi's drama was mainly invested in by two film and television companies: Hanguang Film and Television, where the male lead A Cheng works, and Youlong Culture, the company behind the female lead. Youlong Culture took the lion's share, mainly because they wanted to promote their own company's actress.

"I don't care how you film it, but the murderer was clearly not caught, so why did you make up such an ending?"

"We've already been very generous by agreeing to help you amplify the impact of your case. If you continue to cause trouble, we'll call the police!"

"You still have the nerve to call the police? This is fraud!"

"Speak properly, and don't point fingers at people randomly!"

The victims became increasingly agitated, each side sticking to their own version of events, and began pushing and shoving each other.

Not getting the response they wanted, the victims held up banners to prevent the filming from continuing. Ah Cheng, who was standing at the front, was also furious because the victims' families wanted to reshoot his scenes.

Neither side knows who started the fight, but during the argument, Wei Youfu's father was pushed to the ground.

The film set was already very crowded, and there was a lot of filming equipment on it. After the old man fell, the victim's family members completely lost their temper, and they pushed Ah Cheng, who was standing at the front, down as well.

Ah Cheng, who usually appears as an idol, sat on the ground with his makeup ruined and shoe prints on his clothes: "Damn it, nothing ever goes right. You guys just wait!"

"How dare you say that? Solving cases and dating at the same time? Playing a police officer is an insult to the police! I feel uncomfortable just looking at you!"

"A decade-long manhunt, I don't understand how you could be so carefree and jovial about something so serious and painful. Is this your acting?"

The honest words from the victim's family ignited Acheng's anger: "A bunch of thugs, your family members deserved to be..."

In a moment of impulse, Acheng uttered those words. He realized his mistake halfway through and didn't dare to continue, but the victim's family still overheard them.

The wounds in his heart were suddenly torn open. The middle-aged woman closest to A-Cheng grabbed his hair with red eyes, too distressed to speak.

"Let go!" Ah Cheng was very strong. He shook off the middle-aged woman and tried to get up, but he was kicked by someone else.

Unable to contain his anger any longer, he grabbed the iron bucket containing artificial blood plasma from the props team next to him, and without even looking, smashed it behind him.

"Oh!"

A metal bucket filled with blood plasma slammed into a person's back; the sound alone was enough to make one feel pain.

The empty metal bucket rolled down the stairwell, and both sides fell silent, looking towards the center of the crowd.

Covered in blood, Han Fei stood in front of the middle-aged woman, thick blood sliding down his face, and his eyes filled everyone with dread.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

A hoarse voice echoed in the hallway as Han Fei walked over to A Cheng, stepping through the blood on the floor: "They're right, you really don't deserve to play a policeman. Your acting skills are utterly garbage to me."

His words were blunt and his tone left no room for argument. Han Fei stared intently at A Cheng with his blood-stained face.

At this moment, Acheng found himself feeling afraid, so afraid that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Many people risked their lives to solve this case, and your performance is an insult to their hard work."

Han Fei himself was dancing on the edge of a knife every night, and the slightest carelessness could cost him his life. He knew all too well the cruelty and bloodshed of the case, which could not be simply summarized as a human jigsaw puzzle.

Ignoring the terrified Acheng, Han Fei turned to look at the victims' families.

He knew these people's names and had seen them in photos.

"Child, are you alright on your back?" The middle-aged woman walked over anxiously. If Han Fei hadn't helped her, the iron bucket full of blood would have hit her directly.

"You must be Gu Ye's older sister, Gu Yu?" Han Fei's expression softened slightly.

"how do you know?"

"I know each and every one of you, and I understand your pain." Han Fei slowed his speech: "I hope you can listen to me for a few minutes. Director Jiang just said that the police have started to reinvestigate the human body puzzle pattern and will catch the murderer soon. This is not to comfort you, but a fact."

"The facts? It's been ten years, and every year it's the same story."

"I can assure you all that we will catch the real culprit this time!" Han Fei wiped the blood from his face. "If this drama continues to fabricate stories and be filmed until the real culprit is caught, then I will join you in boycotting it!"

As he looked at the victims' families, he thought of the ghosts in the haunted house number 1044.

This time, instead of performing, he spoke his mind: "Believe me, I will give everyone an explanation."

(End of this chapter)