My Healing Games

Chapter 472 Silent Evidence (4000 votes needed, please vote)
"Boss Gu has children?" Han Fei looked into the depths of the dark room. "Given his personality, how come he didn't push his own child into the well?"

“This child is dead. He is in the same state as me now, neither human nor ghost, remaining in the world, burdened by the curse brought by the shrine.” The old man felt sorry for the child in the dark room: “This detached villa is like a shrine. Its purpose is to suppress the boy and block all the truth here.”

After coughing softly a few times, the old man's body gradually became ethereal: "I can't stay here any longer. You should take the truth and conscience out of here as soon as possible."

"How to bring it?"

"You brought out the truth the same way you got into the well and retrieved the photos. To obtain the truth, you must personally embrace it." Boss Gu's detached villa seemed to be protected by the power bestowed by the shrine, and the old man's body began to slowly crumble.

"Understood." Han Fei looked at the dark room beneath the floor. He took out a chain covered in animal hair from his inventory and placed a blood-red paper figure next to it.

"You still carry chains with you? Where did you get those from?" The old man was quite shocked.

Han Fei ignored him, had the paper figure grab one end of the chain, and jumped into the dark room himself.

The small room was covered with photos, both of adults and children, all of whom were forced to smile, as if doing so would earn them some kind of reward.

"Has the boy been trapped in this place all along?"

Han Fei walked over to the child, but the child still did not react. He could not hear, see, or smell anything. To him, the world seemed to be a small black box.

"Hurry up! Don't just stand there!" the old man kept urging from above.

Moving his feet, Han Fei used the secret to touch the depths of the soul, and gently supported the boy's arms.

"No emotion whatsoever?"

Touching the secrets deep within the soul allows one to perceive the other's deepest obsessions and strongest emotions, but Han Fei felt only emptiness in the boy.

He was like a lifeless puppet, completely at Han Fei's mercy, neither struggling nor resisting.

"Does this kid think I'm Boss Gu?"

Han Fei picked up the boy and looked at his face.

Having lost his eyes, ears, and nose, he only has a mouth. Often, that's the truth. He might shout loudly, but he never knows what might be lurking around him. Perhaps Boss Gu is watching him closely, or perhaps all he faces are cold, empty walls.

The truth is lonely, trapped in a narrow, dark room, and only those who dare to shatter the shrine and are not afraid of power can see it.

How can we let the truth speak for itself?

Han Fei had no idea how much abuse he had suffered in the past; the child probably wouldn't dare to speak up anymore.

"Take him away first."

Picking the boy up, Han Fei discovered that there was a red sweater under the boy, and that the sweater was a real thing.

"He wore a sweater knitted by an old lady?"

This small detail caught Han Fei's attention. He also found the red sweater in room 13 of the apartment building. The woman who hanged herself in room 13 and her child had received help from Boss Gu. The mother and child later went to the city together, and then the woman's child disappeared in the mall.

A red sweater connects many things, and Han Fei now suspects that there is some connection between the boy named Truth and the woman who hanged herself.

Leading the truth out of the hint, Han Fei once again stood before the muddy conscience. The monster with the same face as Boss Gu was so frightened by the truth that it immediately retreated and cowered in the corner, not daring to breathe.

"With the truth and conscience, that man surnamed Gu is doomed this time, and even that shrine can't protect him." The old man gritted his teeth, finally able to settle the blood feud.

Taking out the wishing jar, Han Fei put his conscience and the truth inside, and then he and the old man quickly fled.

On the surface, nothing seemed to have changed in the entire community, but just as Han Fei climbed out of the villa window, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky, and a large black shadow appeared in the artificial lake not far away.

“The truth has come out, and that guy surnamed Gu will be back soon. We’d better not meet with him until we get the truth to speak.” The old man kept giving Han Fei advice, and it was clear that he really wanted Boss Gu to die.

Having successfully escaped Shaheyuan, Han Fei, wearing a raincoat, re-entered the van.

"Back so soon? Did you get the evidence?"

"Drive to my rented place."

After telling his underlings the address, Han Fei invited the old lady to sit next to him: "Grandma, do you remember when you knitted this red sweater?"

The old man's rough hands touched the sweater, and suddenly he made a strange gesture, stretching his hands forward as if he were holding a child.

"It's getting cold, you should wear warmer clothes."

She started talking to herself. Everyone else in the car thought she was senile, but Han Fei found it strange.

Taking out the wishing jar, Han Fei revealed the truth and let him sit in the old man's lap.

The truth behind the lack of response to external stimuli was that when she got close to the old man, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

"It worked? Didn't he feel uncomfortable in the old man's arms?"

Han Fei did not force the truth, and the old man, as if holding a grandson, softly hummed a lullaby to soothe the child to sleep.

"Slow down, let Zhenxiang get some sleep." Han Fei looked at Zhenxiang in the old lady's arms, while his gang of underlings stared at him wide-eyed. None of them knew who Zhenxiang was, but they didn't dare to ask.

They drove in silence through the night, finally stopping in the open space outside the apartment building.

"Get out of the car." Han Fei waved his hand, and he told Snake Brother's men to go out and get an umbrella first, before helping the old man out of the van.

The truth still lies in the old man's arms, enjoying a moment of peace.

The brothers held umbrellas on both sides of the road, and Han Fei protected the old man as they walked towards the apartment building. They had only just approached the apartment building when the truth of being at the mercy of others reacted for the first time. His body trembled uncontrollably, which was very frightening.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Grandma will knit you clothes." The old lady was a little anxious and kept comforting Zhenzhen, but it was no use at all.

"Grandma, come with me." Han Fei felt that the truth was indeed related to the woman in room thirteen, so he quickened his pace.

The group of underlings, unaware of the reason, could only follow Han Fei as they hurriedly ran into the stairwell.

"We're here! This is the room!"

Han Fei kicked open the door and entered the room with the old man.

The temperature began to drop, and something seemed to be slowly awakening in the empty room.

Han Fei led the old man into the bathroom, where he placed the truth on a pile of scrap paper covered with strange symbols.

One by one, crumpled pieces of paper slid to the ground, and the symbols on them converged toward the truth.

The crumpled paper rolled to both sides like gravel, and a pair of charred hands reached out from the pile of waste paper and embraced the truth from behind.

The strange symbols on the scrap paper slowly disappeared, and a woman with obvious tear stains on her neck appeared.

She said nothing, holding onto the truth tightly, as if the other person would disappear if she let go.

There were no more tears in her eyes, which were now filled with white. Two streams of blood mixed with hatred flowed from the woman's eyes and dripped onto Zhenxiang's face.

Lying in the woman's arms, Zhen slowly raised his head, opened his mouth, and said, "Mom, don't cry."

Despite having only one mouth, he sensed his mother's presence and decisively uttered those words.

The woman who had hanged herself clung to the truth, refusing to let go. In her mother's arms, the truth finally spoke.

"Mom, I saw Dad, and I also saw many older brothers and sisters. They are all Dad's children, and they all live inside my body."

A child's innocent voice rang out inside the room. The woman who had hanged herself seemed to know that she couldn't hear the truth no matter what she said, so she could only hold on to the truth even tighter.

"Many of our older brothers and sisters had the same experience as us. Their father met their mother while doing 'charity,' and then obtained what he wanted at the lowest cost. Some of our older brothers and sisters left before they were even born. They envy me for having seen this world."

The truth speaks without any emotion, without joy or sorrow. He cannot hear any response from others; he can only keep talking about himself.

"Mom, can you take me to the park next to the Shahe River? My older brothers and sisters always want to go there. They say that their bodies and Dad's secrets are buried there."

Upon hearing this, Han Fei immediately came over; he had to interrupt the mother and son's reunion.

“The tragedy that happened to your child is being repeated on others. The only way to stop this is to ensure that the boss can never recover. I need the truth to help me.”

Han Fei could understand the woman. Her child had become a monster with only a mouth, and countless vengeful spirits lived inside its body. She must have been in immense pain, but now was not the time to suffer.

"Let the truth speak for itself. Let's find the evidence of Boss Gu's crimes." Han Fei was going to great lengths to get his boss imprisoned.

Taking out the wishing jar, Han Fei looked earnestly at the hanging woman: "Now that the night is dark, it's the perfect time for us to make our move."

From the moment Han Fei first appeared in the apartment building, he attracted the attention of the woman who had hanged herself. The woman had several opportunities to kill Han Fei, but she gave them up for various reasons.

The cycle of cause and effect has led to this reunion, thanks to her repeated belief.

After a moment's hesitation, the woman who had hanged herself entered the wishing jar, embracing the truth.

Originally just a G-rank cursed object, the wishing jar now exudes an aura even more terrifying than the F-rank cursed object, the paper doll. If it continues to fill up, the wishing jar might actually replace the wishing well and become the most supernatural thing in this world of memories.

Seeing the woman enter the wishing jar, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately helped the old man out, saying, "Quick! Let's go to the park next to the Shahe River!"

The group hurriedly ran downstairs. When they reached the corner between the second and third floors, the door of a rented room suddenly opened, and a man wearing slippers walked out cursing.

"Can't a person get any sleep? Dancing in the hallway at night, you bastards..." The man's blurry eyes slowly made out the figures in the hallway. They were gang members dressed in black. He took a deep breath and slapped himself hard: "Why am I sleepwalking again? Why am I not wearing my glasses? I have 2,500 degrees of myopia. I can't see anything without my glasses."

As he spoke, he walked back.

Just as he was about to close the door, Han Fei grabbed his shoulder.

"No, no, no! Let's talk this out." The man shrank back next to the shoe cabinet in fright.

"Don't be nervous, I just wanted to tell you," Han Fei pointed to the top of the man's head, "that the color of your hair has faded and looks a bit green."

"I'll dye it back to black tomorrow, don't worry!"

"Whatever." Han Fei lowered the brim of his raincoat, wasting no more time, and led Snake Brother's men back to the van.

If he can obtain the evidence, he will take the initiative in the world of memories for the first time.

Han Fei had visited the park next to the Shahe River many times, but he had never explored it deeply because it gave him a very bad feeling.

“It’s just an abandoned little park, but there’s so much resentment about it. I knew something was wrong.”

Braving the torrential rain, Han Fei and his group entered the park, where, guided by the truth, they arrived at the artificial forest deep within the park.

"Han Fei, are you sure the evidence against Boss Gu is right here?" The waiter was terrified of Han Fei, but he couldn't help but speak up. From his perspective, Han Fei had been running around with an old lady all night and then inexplicably ended up in this wasteland.

"Let's work together. We must find it before dawn." Han Fei looked at the swing that was still swaying slowly in the rain. He took the lead and began to dig downwards.

If Han Fei hadn't intimidated Snake Brother's men earlier, these thugs would probably have run away by now. After all, they were willing to follow Han Fei to save Snake Brother, not to dig a pit here.

About half an hour later, a large number of dolls appeared in the pit, each doll with its own name written on it.

In addition to these items, Han Fei also found a well-sealed box containing accounts showing how Boss Gu amassed wealth and embezzled charitable funds under the guise of charity.

These things were left behind by Boss Gu's younger brother. He wanted to leave himself a way out and made backups of some shady things, but unfortunately, he still couldn't escape his brother's clutches.

"When building the building, he colluded with gangs to bully merchants. The private hospital he built caused a death. He only did charity work to make money and even took the opportunity to have relationships with several young beneficiaries. This guy has done absolutely terrible things."

Aside from his exceptional talent for doing bad things, Boss Gu has no other skills. The reason he can continue to succeed is entirely due to the shrine and the well.

"The god in the shrine even protects such a scoundrel. He is so indiscriminate in right and wrong. It seems that he really has no reason to exist."

Han Fei has obtained irrefutable evidence and grasped the most crucial information. Now he has the ability to change the fate of everyone in the world of memories.

(End of this chapter)