My Healing Games

Chapter 514 She'll be coming to see me tonight (4000 votes needed)
"Han Fei, this is a live broadcast, so be a little careful." Director Zhang gently nudged Han Fei. He had just secretly glanced at Han Fei's phone screen, and good heavens, those crime scene photos almost killed him.

"Ok."

“I know you’re preparing for our next script, but don’t push yourself too hard. You need to relax sometimes.” Director Zhang looked at Han Fei with admiration. Actors like Bai Cha can’t be called dedicated at all. Han Fei, who is completely immersed in his role, is the real actor.

Han Fei knew that Director Zhang had misunderstood him, but he didn't say anything directly; he just smiled.

The film festival continues, with awards being presented one after another. "The Suspense Novelist" unexpectedly won the Best Feature Film award, and Director Zhang also won the Best Director award as he wished. After three years, he proved himself once again; experience truly matters.

Gradually, the film festival reached its climax. This year's Best Actor competition was extremely fierce, with all six nominees possessing both talent and popularity.

Just a second before the results were announced, no one knew who the winner would be. Everyone was eagerly anticipating the announcement, and the entire internet was watching!
Bai Xian gripped the armrests of his chair tightly. He had been stuck in the second tier for far too long, spending five whole years as a runner-up.

He said he didn't care, but deep down he really longed for that recognition.

The film festival's live stream reached its peak popularity when the Best Actor and Best Actress awards were announced, setting a new record for viewership that had not been seen in previous years.

With the last judge having cast their vote, the final results appeared on the big screen.

This year's Best Actor award is neither awarded to Xu Zhen nor Bai Xian, but to a veteran A-list actor.

Eight out of the eighteen judges chose him, Xu Zhen received four votes, while Bai Xian only received one vote.

"There were three votes last year..."

The moment the results were announced, Bai Xian leaned back in his chair, the breath he had been holding in dissipated, and he stiffly joined everyone in clapping.

Director Zhang quietly comforted Bai Xian, but Bai Xian just shook his head with a bitter smile on his lips.

"Today, I'm the only one in the crew who got injured again." Bai Xian tried to cheer up and joke with everyone. He cheered along with the other actors, but his expression was somewhat dejected.

In fact, he had already felt it when he was filming "The Suspense Novelist" and acting opposite Han Fei. As a top second-tier actor, he was sometimes led by Han Fei's aura. As the protagonist, he absolutely could not let the supporting actor steal his spotlight.

After the Best Actor and Best Actress awards were announced, the film festival entered its second half, followed by smaller awards and song and dance performances.

It was already dark when Han Fei received another call from Li Xue. Using the excuse that the police were looking for him to talk, he secretly slipped out of the venue with the trophy.

"The air is better outside."

Finding a quiet place, Han Fei answered Li Xue's call: "Can I meet with the victim's family?"

"The leaders and I both wanted to help you, but unfortunately, the families of the victims in those two cases are all deceased."

"They're all dead? When did this happen?"

"For several years after the incident, they lived a difficult life, immersed in grief. The parents of the first female victim died in the hospital due to excessive mental stress and their already poor health. The second male victim's wife couldn't handle the shock and went insane; later, a neighbor discovered the woman's body." Li Xue didn't hide anything from Han Fei: "Why did you suddenly become interested in cases involving plastic surgery?"

"I have a very scary suspicion right now, but I dare not say anything without evidence." The plastic surgery hospital may be involved with Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, and anything related to such a behemoth must be handled with extreme caution.

"You're starting to sound more and more like those private detectives, Han Fei. After you catch the butterfly, I still hope you can focus on being an actor. Catching criminals is too dangerous. You should use your talent in acting." Li Xue also gave her a heartfelt piece of advice. She was worried that Han Fei would sink deeper and deeper into this mess, little did she know that Han Fei had already fallen into hell.

"I'll be careful." Han Fei received the message from Li Xue and carefully read through the details of each victim.

The causes of death for all the victims were different, but one thing they had in common at the scene of each death was the presence of debris.

Some were broken transparent glass cups, some were smashed windows, and some were shattered mirrors scattered all over the ground.

"There were objects reflecting the image of each of the deceased. Could it really be the faceless woman who did it?"

Butterfly never kills with her own hands; she manipulates people to death through psychological manipulation. The three people in the plastic surgery hospital seem to have different grudges. These guys kill in different ways, so we need to be especially careful.

"Han Fei, do you smoke?"

Han Fei was pondering a problem when he suddenly heard Bai Xian's voice behind him. He saw Bai Xian holding a pack of cigarettes and walking up to him.

"I don't smoke."

"Then what are you doing in the smoking area?" Bai Xian pointed to the sign next to him and lit a cigarette. "I see you don't smoke, drink, or date, so how do you usually entertain yourself?"

"Playing games." Han Fei put away his phone. "My acting skills were honed in games."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xian's ears perked up: "Can playing games really hone your acting skills?"

"At least in that kind of place, you can completely release your emotions." Han Fei wasn't lying. He locked a living person and a vengeful ghost in a room and told him that only the friend who played the vengeful ghost could survive. Most people would exhaust their acting skills to act opposite the vengeful ghost.

"What you said makes me want to give it a try." Bai Xian was quite tempted. After he finished speaking, he sighed and said, "This film festival was quite a blow to me. The year before last, I got two votes and last year I got three votes. Although I didn't win any awards, I still made progress every year. But this year, my performance only received the approval of one teacher."

"Brother Bai, it's not that those teachers don't approve of you, it's just that it's too difficult to choose. All the actors nominated this year are very strong."

"My acting skills are still lacking. Below the master level, you can rely on hard work. But to become a master, you must have enough talent." Bai Xian was very dejected.

"Brother Bai, you're the kind of actor who's both hardworking and talented! I feel like you're just missing a catalyst," Han Fei said earnestly. "Do you play the game 'Perfect Life'?"

"Playing? I'm too tired from acting, so I usually sleep in the game pod at night and relax in 'Perfect Life'." Bai Xian seemed to realize something: "You're not trying to say that the game can improve acting skills, are you?"

"It really works. My acting skills were honed step by step in the game."

"There's such a way? Then we can play together! Can you teach me? What's your game ID? I'll add you as a friend." Bai Xian was holding a cigarette, but he hadn't lit it yet.

"No need to add me as a friend, I'll call you when the time comes." Han Fei smiled, signaling Bai Ge to calm down.

"Then don't forget!"

"No, I won't." Han Fei hadn't expected Bai Xian to agree so readily.

"You're a good friend. Come on, I'll drive you home." Bai Xian put away his cigarette. He didn't usually smoke, but he was just in a bad mood today.

After saying goodbye to Director Zhang, Bai Xian led Han Fei out of the venue through the back door.

As Bai Xian went to get the car, Han Fei's phone vibrated again. When he saw the caller ID, his pupils constricted slightly.

The person who called him was called Ugly Scar. Previously, President Li had invited this man to Baixiang Pavilion to tell Han Fei and the others terrifying stories related to plastic surgery hospitals.

Han Fei was deeply impressed by the ugly scar, but because he had been busy lately, he had not taken the initiative to contact him.

Before Han Fei could even speak after the call connected, a cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Didn't I tell you we'd talk about those things the next day?"

“But you didn’t call me either.” Han Fei found a quiet place with few people. “However, I understand your difficulties. I’ve been investigating cases related to plastic surgery these past few days. Some cases from a few years ago are indeed full of suspicious points. Now, not only the victims, but even their families are dead.”

Upon hearing Han Fei's words, Ugly Scar let out a nasty laugh: "Looks like I didn't pick the wrong person. Let's meet as soon as possible. I feel like I don't have much time left. It seems like those things have come after me."

"Looking for you? Where are you now? I'm coming right away."

"I'll tell you the exact location of the new northern suburbs of Shanghai when you get close."

Ugly Scar hung up the phone, and Bai Xian arrived at that moment: "Get in the car, I'll take you away."

"Brother Bai, you go home first. I need to take care of some things in the northern suburbs." Han Fei checked his phone. It was 7:50 p.m. If everything went smoothly, he should be able to get home before midnight.

"Got business again?" Bai Xian shuddered, but still said to Han Fei, "Because of the film festival, outside vehicles aren't allowed in this area. Let me take you there quickly, so we can play games together tonight."

"Okay, then you can stay in the car this time."

Han Fei got into Bai Xian's car, and they headed to the northern suburbs together.

The film festival was being broadcast on virtual screens on both sides of the road, and Han Fei, as this year's most unexpected dark horse, became one of the hot topics, directly establishing himself among third-tier actors.

Reporters and social media workers were discussing Han Fei frantically, waiting for him to give an interview, but Han Fei had already headed to the northern suburbs to investigate a case.

Bai Xian clearly saw everything, from the bustling Smart New City to the desolate northern suburbs, and he had a feeling of unreality.

It took forty minutes for Bai Xian and Han Fei to arrive.

At this moment, Han Fei dialed Ugly Scar's number again, and under the other party's guidance, he entered a residential area.

Young people have all flocked to the main urban area, leaving few people in the northern suburbs where there are few job opportunities. After dark, large areas of residential buildings are dark, and the buildings that were built at a frenzy in the past have now become cold, empty shells, like larger urns for ashes.

Bai Xian's luxury car stood out from the surrounding buildings, and because the road conditions were poor, he dared not drive too fast.

"Here we are, right here."

Han Fei got out of the car, took his phone, and entered the residential building in front of him.

The entire building was dark, and it seemed to have been abandoned long ago.

Pushing open the iron door leading to the basement, Han Fei walked down the stairs.

Light appeared at the end of the dark passage, and Han Fei took out his phone and dialed Ugly Scar's number again.

This time, the phone rang in the basement.

Highly alert, Han Fei moved slowly toward the direction from which the phone was ringing. He avoided the trash on the ground and reached the end of the basement.

"You came."

A chilling voice came from behind Han Fei. Ugly Scar, whose entire body was hidden under a black robe, cautiously stared at Han Fei: "Put everything on you that reflects light here. Your cell phone, belt, leather shoes, and even buttons are not allowed."

Han Fei did as he was told. After confirming that there was nothing reflective on Han Fei's body, Ugly Scar led him to a room at the far end of the underground.

The walls, floors, and ceiling of the room were all painted black, and everything inside had a very rough surface to ensure it wouldn't reflect light.

"Let's sit by the fire; it's warmer here."

Ugly Scar's place had no lights, only a stove, and the cell phone he used was the kind specifically designed for the blind, without even a screen.

Adding some firewood to the stove, Ugly Scar sat down in front of Han Fei: "Do you mind if I take off my hat? After all, I look a bit scary."

"It's alright, I've seen all sorts of mutilated corpses, I'm used to it."

"This is the first time I've heard such a comforting answer." Scarface took off his black robe, closed the door tightly, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he hadn't brought in any reflective objects.

"You made your house like this, probably to avoid that faceless woman who only appears in the mirror, right?" Ugly Scar became visibly nervous after Han Fei mentioned the faceless woman.

He looked around somewhat fearfully, then nodded slightly: "As expected of a bounty hunter who has helped the police solve so many cases, you even managed to find out about the Faceless Woman."

What do you want to tell me? Or how do you want me to help you?

“I’ve been hiding underground all these years, trying not to go out, but I don’t know why she still found me.” Scarface took an iron rod and turned the firewood in the stove, where there were several white shoes that were not completely burned. “I have a lot of money. As long as you do me a favor, I will give you all that money.”

Han Fei stared at the ugly scar, waiting for the other party to continue.

“It’s simple. If the faceless woman appears later, you’ll stay in the same room as me. If I die, you’ll use your influence with the police to help me find out what the faceless woman really is, and also help me avenge my wife.” Scarface spoke slowly, as if he had been thinking about these words for a long time.

"You're lying," Han Fei said bluntly. "You probably want me to be your scapegoat so that after the faceless woman kills me, you can escape and hide in another place."

Scarface's face twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "At least one thing I'm not lying to you about: that faceless woman will come looking for me tonight."

(End of this chapter)