My Healing Games

Chapter 608 Occasionally Healing Others (Great Fortune)

The tall security guard was completely disoriented, his pupils contracted, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He stumbled over to the wooden table where the actors were, and as if by accident, he plopped down on it, knocking over the already unstable table.

The wooden table looked perfectly fine from the front, but the back was covered in cursed text and had bits of hair and skin stuck to it.

"Someone's dead! Someone's really dead!"

The tall security guard covered his head; his acting skills seemed better than some of the actors on set.

"Don't rush, tell me slowly, what did you see inside the building?" Wu Li squatted down in front of the tall security guard and asked softly.

"Retribution! Retribution has come! There's no escaping it! We'll all die! No one can escape!" The tall security guard suddenly became agitated. He grabbed Wu Li with both hands, revealing his arms beneath his security uniform. This seemingly ordinary security guard had arms covered in scars.

Wu Li was startled and quickly backed away.

"You think you're a horror movie actor?" Bai Cha helped Wu Li up. "Your mental fortitude needs improvement."

"This extras acted quite well, much better than some actors." Xiao Chen grabbed the tall security guard's shoulder: "You said someone died, so where is the body? Who died? Was it that short security guard from earlier?"

The tall security guard seemed to be terrified, pointing tremblingly into the building, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"Looks like they're going to let us in to investigate. Isn't this the start of the plot?" Xiao Chen got up, put his bag back on, and looked back at the three ladies: "Let's go together. I'll lead the way."

"Okay." Xia Yilan gently patted Han Fei: "Han Fei, aren't you going?"

"Still eating? Did you come here just to eat the props?" Li Huang had seen many actors, but she had never seen anyone like Han Fei before. He acted like he was at home on the show, casually grabbing props to eat and not following the script at all.

Nodding, Han Fei also stood up and looked into the depths of the building.

When they came with Bai Xian before, they only searched the main building and did not explore it in depth.

"I suggest we split into two teams. One group can stay and guard the still-living security guard, while the rest can go in and explore." Han Fei did this to protect the tall security guard, because in this haunted building, a lone person could easily be targeted by ghosts.

"Are you getting into character too?" Bai Cha sneered and walked directly toward the building.

"Han Fei, let's go together. We need to have some scenes together," singer Arlene said, trying to persuade them. As a singer who had transitioned to acting, she knew that everyone had their own conflicts. In order for the show to be filmed smoothly, she could only act as a peacemaker.

"Alright then." Han Fei glanced at the tall security guard, a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Don't you dare wander off."

The seven actors left the hall and walked down the dimly lit corridor. The temperature was dropping, and Xia Yilan, who was dressed rather revealingly, was already feeling a bit cold.

Shoes crunch on the cracked floor tiles, and occasionally an unknown insect crawls through the cracks. The walls on both sides are covered with strange symbols and patterns, most of which are related to the human body, but upon closer inspection, you will find that all the human bodies are fragmented, and there is not a single complete one.

The overhead light was very dim, possibly due to aging wiring, and would flicker occasionally.

"This plastic surgery hospital really looks gloomy." Xiao Chen, who was walking in front, slowed down more and more. His smile was still sunny, but his body was honestly shrinking back.

Behind the main hall of the plastic surgery hospital where Han Fei last visited is a six-story ward building for VIP patients, equipped with an elevator.

The seven actors walked through the corridor and stopped at the entrance of the ward. They saw a large amount of blood on the ground.

"The first death scene was right here, but the body is gone. Now the tall security guard is insane from fright, and the short security guard is dead, which means there is a third stranger in the building. He is the murderer!" Wu Li's analysis made a lot of sense, and the other actors nodded in agreement.

"Have you considered another possibility?" Han Fei pointed to the bloodstains on the ground: "We only heard the short security guard's scream, but we didn't see his body, and the tall security guard didn't say who the deceased was. So those two security guards could also be the murderers. They killed someone here just now, and because we arrived suddenly, they deliberately put on a show in front of us to buy time to dispose of the body."

“Yes.” Wu Li was slightly taken aback. “I had oversimplified things.”

"The simplest way to verify this is to follow the bloodstains to find the body. By observing the killer's attitude and skill in handling the body, we can also deduce the killer's personality and some other information." Han Fei went directly into the ward, and his performance gave people the feeling that he was "professionally competent."

"Your lines were delivered well, and your acting was quite convincing." Bai Cha stood at the door, while the other actors followed Han Fei into the ward. Only when he was the only one left did he reluctantly go inside.

Following the bloodstains on the ground, Han Fei pushed open the door to the emergency exit. The bloodstains split into two parts: one part went upstairs, and the other part was taken down to the basement.

"Was he dismembered?" Wu Li scratched his head. "Why isn't this going according to the script? Shouldn't the security guards have explained the plot first, and then we could explore?"

"Giving us absolutely no clues, is that to make us act more realistically?" Li Huang pondered the director's thoughts, her arms crossed over her chest, the muscle definition still visible on her arms.

"How about we split up? One team goes underground, and the other goes upstairs?"

While the other six actors were discussing, Han Fei squatted down next to the blood plasma. He was like a child playing with mud, using a wooden stick he had picked up to stir the blood little by little.

"interesting."

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, the group gathered around.

"Did you find anything?" Xia Yilan felt a little cold, as if a pair of eyes were staring at her.

“Some of this bloodstain is artificial plasma, and some is real blood. Do you think someone might have actually died inside the building?” Han Fei used a stick to pick out a small piece of cloth soaked in blood from the plasma. “The color of the cloth matches the uniforms of the two security guards, so it was probably torn from their clothes.”

With his keen observation skills and exceptional memory, Han Fei possesses an incredibly wealth of experience in investigating murder cases.

"That further proves that the two security guards are suspected of committing the crime!" Xiao Chen, a qualified hindsight expert, said in a very cool tone, "Let's go back and find the other security guard now, and take him into custody first."

Xiao Chen started to walk out, goosebumps rising on the back of his neck. This tall, handsome, and sunny man probably wasn't very brave.

"The lights are dim upstairs and downstairs. The security guard seemed to have said not to go to places without lights. Let's leave first." Even celebrities who are used to being fawned over can't stand the atmosphere in the ward. With a reason, they immediately followed Xiao Chen back the way they came.

“No wonder Tang Yi was secretly livestreaming. If we told them the truth, they definitely wouldn’t reveal their true selves.” Han Fei stood at the boundary between light and darkness: “Should I also tone it down a bit? If I go too far, the audience might misunderstand me as a real villain.”

Han Fei, who was the first to enter, ended up at the back of the line. By the time they ran back to the main building lobby, the tall security guard was gone, and the exit door was locked.

"We should have listened to Han Fei; that way we wouldn't have let him escape." Arlene felt a little regretful; they could have left work early this morning, but everyone insisted on making things more difficult for them.

"What do we do now?" Wu Li looked at Han Fei, who had come to the wooden table that the tall security guard had overturned and was staring intently at the curses written on it.

"What are you looking at?" Arlene squatted down next to Han Fei, trying to suppress her discomfort, and stared at the various curses on the back of the wooden table.

“A curse can reflect the resentment in a person’s heart. The one who left these curses was a woman. She said that her face was stolen and she was betrayed by her best friends. She cursed all those who betrayed her to die in the most miserable way.” Han Fei reached out and brushed away the sticky hair under the wooden table, as if he were stroking a woman’s head, which made Arlene next to him feel numb.

"The woman who cast the curse must be the eighth girl in the photo, and the seven of us are the ones who betrayed her."

"This story is so clichéd, who would believe it?" Xiao Chen smiled indifferently, standing beside the lights and his companions, fearless.

“That photo should be the primary medium of the curse, and the person who has been in contact with it the longest will probably be the first to suffer.” Han Fei studied the wooden table without looking up.

"Really?" Xiao Chen rummaged through his backpack and pulled out the photo, then looked at the others: "How about we take turns keeping it?"

None of the actors present paid any attention to Xiao Chen. He coughed awkwardly.

“There are eight people in the photo, but the script I received doesn’t contain any information about the eighth person.” Han Fei looked at the others: “What about you?”

“I don’t know that woman’s name, but I know that I had a crush on her when I was in school and even wanted to confess to her.” Xiao Chen recalled the contents of the script: “It was a one-sided love. I barely spoke to her. She definitely won’t come looking for me after she dies.”

"I think I had amnesia for a while. I don't remember the woman's name, but I vaguely remember that she was my college classmate. We lived together very sweetly and were very much in love." Bai Cha also mentioned the setting of her script.

“She and I were both members of the opera club. The script said she was very beautiful and would attract everyone’s attention as soon as she stepped on stage. Compared to her, I’m just average.” Arlene thought for a moment and then added, “I don’t even know her name.”

“She’s my neighbor, and I don’t know anything else about her,” Wu Li said, spreading his hands.

“I used to be the student council president, so I don’t remember her.” Li Huang shook her head, and finally everyone looked at Xia Yilan.

Xia Yilan, dressed somewhat revealingly, seemed very cold. She crossed her arms over her chest, her face not looking well, and said in a very low voice, "The script says that she and I are friends because she is very beautiful, so I... later had plastic surgery to look like her."

"You're her closest friend, so you must know her name, right?" Li Huang asked bluntly.

"I don't know, I really don't know, I've forgotten everything, those things are definitely things I'm supposed to forget." Xia Yilan's acting skills seemed to have improved a lot suddenly. She shook her head tremblingly, as if her brain was being stimulated by some unknown force.

"This script seems to be based on something from reality," Li Huang said, looking at Xia Yilan meaningfully.

"The gate is locked. Don't think about it anymore, we need to get out of here as soon as possible." Han Fei stood up and suddenly asked Xia Yilan without warning, "You had your plastic surgery done here, right?"

Xia Yilan nodded subconsciously, then shook her head repeatedly.

"We can't escape alone. We should all put aside our prejudices and cooperate properly," Han Fei said, encouraging morale while calmly considering the situation.

Of the seven celebrities, he was the only one who had no memory of the eighth victim, which was quite unusual.

"Does that woman expect me to kill them all? That would be far too cruel."

Han Fei was deep in thought when Arlin suddenly called out, asking everyone to come to this side of the corridor.

She found a patrol log on the ground, which seemed to have been dropped by the tall security guard when he escaped. It recorded some strange things the tall security guard encountered in the abandoned plastic surgery hospital.

Thank you Pula小布 for being the Alliance Leader! Thank you 财弥游言 for being the Alliance Leader! Thank you 我滴个天呐 for being the Alliance Leader! Thank you 厘颇的小 for being the Alliance Leader! Thank you Jery丶 for being the Alliance Leader!

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