My Healing Games

Chapter 471 So He Was the Truth (4000 Votes Requested)
A minivan was driving through the heavy rain. The male waiter, who had met Han Fei once before, was sitting in the driver's seat. He drove carefully, occasionally stealing a glance at Han Fei through the rearview mirror.

Having been in the underworld for over a decade, the waiter had seen all sorts of people, but he had never met anyone as unique as Han Fei.

When he put on the shop assistant uniform, he looked like a well-educated and refined person; but when he changed into Snake Brother's clothes, he looked sinister and vicious, especially with the ghost patterns all over his body, which were suffocating to look at.

"Drive your car well."

Han Fei tapped his fingers on the window frame as he closed his eyes to rest.

"Okay, okay." The waiter briefly looked away, but couldn't help glancing at the rearview mirror.

Several gang leaders were sitting in the van. Apart from the old lady in the passenger seat, everyone in the van was a tough guy from the underworld. Fighting was commonplace for them, and they usually didn't give way to each other. But ever since Han Fei got in the van, everyone became very well-behaved. If you didn't know better, you would probably think it was a company organizing a team building activity.

The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat heavy, and no one dared to speak. Han Fei, however, enjoyed the atmosphere. If everyone in the car was socially awkward, it would be quite comfortable if they didn't bother each other.

Half an hour later, the van arrived at Shaheyuan. They turned off the interior lights and slowly approached the residential area.

The Shaheyuan area at night no longer appears clean and tidy; it exudes an eeriness. Rather than being a wealthy area, it resembles a vast graveyard.

Do you need us to come with you?

"Need not."

The male waiter was very enthusiastic, but Han Fei directly refused him: "You stay here to meet me, don't stray too far from the old man, and don't get off the bus casually."

Wearing a black raincoat, Han Fei carried the package and entered the source of the Shahe River.

The gate, guarded by security guards during the day, becomes pitch black at night, with not a single living person in sight.

As Han Fei walked forward, he discovered that all the surveillance cameras near the residential area contained a blood-red eyeball. As soon as it detected anything moving, the eyeball would lock onto it.

"The design is quite user-friendly."

With his exceptional memory, Han Fei had memorized the locations of all the surveillance cameras, and with the help of the torrential rain, he easily sneaked into the residential area.

“All the buildings seem to have a life of their own, and the underground water veins are their blood vessels, connecting them into a whole.”

Upon entering the source of the Shahe River, strange noises emanated from Han Fei's wishing jar, as if the wronged dead were roaring in low voices, seemingly unable to suppress their resentment.

"Just bear with it a little longer, and soon I will let you release all your resentment."

The mall owner is still a respected philanthropist and entrepreneur, protected by a shrine, which is his invincible status. But it won't be long before everyone in Shahe can see the mall owner's true colors.

When the time comes, it will be the mall owner's turn to pay off the debt.

Upon arriving at Area Nine, Han Fei had barely stepped inside when the stairwell door opened by itself, as if it had been waiting for him.

Upon entering the building, an old man was squatting on the dark steps. His face was pale, and he looked somewhat frightening.

"Grandpa, I've found what you wanted." Han Fei wasn't afraid at all; in fact, he felt a little proud.

He took out a cloth bag from under his raincoat and found a family reunion photo of the old man.

Upon seeing the photo, the old man's face was full of surprise: "The only way to retrieve the photo is to go into the well. That well is filled with countless hatred and resentment. Anyone who touches the water will be dragged in. How did you manage to do that?"

"It was indeed very dangerous." The image of the chef flashed through Han Fei's mind: "I guess I was fortunate to have a benefactor to help me."

"A benefactor helped you?" The old man nodded thoughtfully. "I thought you were just looking for an excuse to get away, but I didn't expect you to actually bring the photos back."

"I will definitely keep my promise." Han Fei handed the photo to the old man, but the old man did not reach out to take it.

“This photo is incredibly important to my whole family, and I will thank you very much.” The old man gestured for Han Fei to follow him, and together they entered room number nineteen.

The house was filled with the sounds of cooking and preparing dishes, which sounded lively. However, upon entering the room, one was greeted by a cold, dilapidated living room and a table full of rotten and smelly food.

The old man led Han Fei to the bedroom. They stood by the bed, in front of seven black and white portraits.

Upon seeing Han Fei enter the room, the eyes of the person in the portrait moved, silently staring at Han Fei.

Around 2 a.m., Han Fei stood in front of a row of portraits of the deceased with a ghost. The scene was surprisingly harmonious, and his presence did not seem out of place. It could be said that he was perfectly integrated into the scene.

"Hold onto the corner of the portrait, and we'll put it on the altar together." The old man seemed worried about frightening Han Fei, and gave him an encouraging look with his eyes full of white.

"Okay." As instructed, when Han Fei placed the photos on the altar, all the portraits began to fade, and a strong sense of resentment emanated from every corner of the room.

Screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of blood dripping all rang in Han Fei's ears. He seemed to relive the despair the deceased felt when the car accident occurred.

The world was spinning and I couldn't control my body, but even so, I was still worried about my family members sitting in the car.

That worry and concern connected all the portraits together. Slowly, arms reached out from the portraits and grabbed the family photo that Han Fei had brought.

The agonizing screams continued, as if the person in the portrait was enduring unimaginable pain to emerge from it.

Their bodies were torn apart again and again, but no one let go.

"Of course, a family should be together; this is our last wish."

The old man's hand also touched the family photo, and they, along with the gloom that had accumulated in the room for many years, entered the group photo.

The seven portraits on the altar were no longer in human form, and the old man beside Han Fei had also disappeared. The temperature in the room was slowly rising, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Looking down at the family photo, the people in the picture were smiling happily, and they seemed to be waving to Han Fei.

"Now I should be able to take them out of this room."

After putting away the family photo, Han Fei prepared to go find Boss Gu's younger brother, but when he entered the room, he found something was wrong. All the photos in the room had been destroyed, and the younger brother's bedroom had been emptied.

“You’re too late. That devil surnamed Gu came by last night when the sun was setting.”

The old man's voice suddenly appeared, startling Han Fei. He almost drew his life-saving knife: "Grandpa, next time you come out of the family photo, remember to tell me. I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you."

Nodding slightly, the old man continued, "Boss Gu's brother knows too many secrets. He can only sleep peacefully if his bones are ground to dust and his soul is scattered. It seems he must have encountered some trouble recently and is worried that things will be exposed, which is why he did this. But you don't need to pity his brother; the brother of a devil is no good either."

Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. The old man is clear-headed, and most importantly, he knows Boss Gu very well. The two used to be best friends.

"Then what do we do next?"

"Go to his house and see him. I'll clear the way for you." The old man and his family were now free, and he was in a great mood. If Han Fei weren't still alive, he would have wanted to treat Han Fei as his own family.

Amidst torrential rain, lightning, and thunder, Han Fei, wearing a raincoat, walked through the darkness, flanked by clusters of buildings that were slowly transforming.

Under the protection of the old man's family, no ghosts or monsters came to cause trouble for Han Fei, and they successfully traveled from District Nine to District One.

Even though it's raining heavily tonight, there are security guards patrolling in District 1. Perhaps because the situation is quite tense, two teams of security guards have been arranged near Boss Gu's residential area alone.

"There are a lot more security guards than usual, but what's the use?" Han Fei put on the beast-face mask, and just as he was about to charge in, the old man stopped him.

"Don't be impulsive. Have you noticed that your boss's residence looks like an enlarged shrine?" The old man stopped Han Fei.

"A shrine?"

"Yes, the security guards are just for show. To get into your boss's room, you have to break the shrine. The entire Shaheyuan residential area he built is modeled after a well and a shrine. The artificial lake in the center of Shaheyuan represents the well, all the buildings where the rich live represent rows of shelves, and Building No. 1 in Zone No. 1 symbolizes the shrine." The old man had lived in Shaheyuan for a long time and knew all about the dirty things Boss Gu did in secret.

"That guy's got some serious money!"

"Human greed is limitless. He's no longer satisfied with exchanging luck and money; he wants to become a god himself." The old man's sclera, white as he stared at the distant house, said, "There are two ways to enter his room: first, destroy the shrine itself; second, disrupt the terrain here. We..."

“Let’s jump in from the roof.” Before the old man could finish speaking, Han Fei interrupted him: “I smashed through the top of the shrine in the department store; the top of the building should be a hole.”

The old man was caught off guard when the shrine, which symbolized the gods, was suddenly ripped open.

"Are you sure?"

"I hit it with one hammer blow, and it went right through."

Han Fei and the old man quietly approached the building. After taking down two security guards, Han Fei climbed onto the balcony of Boss Gu's detached villa by stepping on the surveillance cameras.

"He lived in a very grand house; he had everything, but he also lost everything."

Without any hindrance, Han Fei pried open the window and entered the house. He looked around at the luxurious interior and was quite impressed.

"Such a big room, and he's all alone. Doesn't he feel lonely?"

Following the instructions given by the woman in room number thirteen, Han Fei went downhill, but there were no problems in the entire room.

"That shouldn't be the case." After arriving on the first floor, Han Fei carefully avoided the surveillance cameras inside the house and looked around: "There are two shrines in the secondhand store. The real one is underground, and the one above ground was built by the store owner himself. Could it be that the same logic applies to the construction of his house? The one above ground is a disguise, and the place underground is where he really lives."

Han Fei was very good at figuring out his boss's thoughts, but while others did it to get promoted and a raise, he wanted to send his boss to the underworld for reformation.

After searching for a long time, with the help of the old man, Han Fei finally discovered the secret passage leading underground.

Lifting the carpet and opening the partition, the familiar escalator appeared before Han Fei's eyes, giving him the feeling of returning to the underground warehouse.

"What a strange smell."

Han Fei took out his phone to flash a light, and the moment he turned it on, he saw a pair of eyes flash in the darkness.

"Grandpa, did you see what that was?" Han Fei asked in a low voice, but received no response for a long time. He turned his head and found that the old man had disappeared.

He mustered his courage and looked around. The entire underground area had been transformed into a small playground, filled with children's toys and piles of unfinished snacks on the ground.

"Why would Boss Gu build a children's playground underground? Someone with his kind of perversion shouldn't like these things."

As they continued forward, the strange smell in the air grew stronger, and Han Fei gradually heard strange noises, as if someone was eating.

The sound of teeth chewing grew clearer and clearer. After walking around a row of arcade machines, Han Fei discovered a large, dark shadow wriggling in the corner, and the pungent smell was coming from it.

"What is this stuff?"

Han Fei picked up his phone and pointed it at the corner of the wall. In the cold light, he saw a strange man whose whole body was swollen. He was slumped on the ground like a lump of mud.

His hands and feet were chained and fixed to the wall. All around him were various snacks and meats. He clung to that corner, constantly eating.

As they slowly approached, the monster, engrossed in its meat-eating meal, heard the footsteps and laboriously raised its head.

When Han Fei saw the other person's face, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This monster actually had the same face as Boss Gu!
"Don't kill him. This monster is called conscience, and he is Boss Gu's conscience." The old man reappeared and pressed down on Han Fei's hand holding the knife.

“I didn’t intend to kill him, I just instinctively gripped the knife.” Han Fei circled the monster. “In the past, people would describe bad people as having no conscience, but even a dog probably wouldn’t eat this Boss Gu’s conscience. It’s too filthy.”

"No matter how dirty it is, we must take him with us." The old man tried to touch the chains, but seeing the power of the shrine contained within the ordinary chains, he almost got hurt.

"Let me do it." Taking out the Rebirth Blade, Han Fei severed the chains, then dragged Boss Gu's conscience aside with one hand: "How are we going to take this thing away?"

"Don't worry, this underground amusement park wasn't built for conscience. There should be a monster hiding inside." The old man and Han Fei searched the room for a long time before finally finding a loose floor tile.

They moved the floor tiles and, in the deep, dark, enclosed space, locked up a child who was deaf and blind, had no nose, and only a mouth on his face.

The child was emaciated, curled up in the darkness, and unresponsive to anything around him.

"Found it." The old man breathed a long sigh of relief: "This child is the truth; he was Boss Gu's biological son."

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