Chapter 12 People in the Corridor
"Brother Youfu?" The skinny old man had no idea what Han Fei was talking about. "Are you Youfu's friend? But why haven't I heard him mention you?"
"Please think about it carefully. My name is Han Fei." Han Fei looked at the old man so sincerely that the old man began to doubt whether he had forgotten it. After all, this happened ten years ago.
"Now that you mention it, it reminds me that Youfu did have some friends in the past. But you don't look that old?" The old man was not sure.
"I'm an actor who makes a living by my face. Because of my role, I pay a lot of attention to maintenance. I've been acting ." Han Fei skipped the topic and said, "Grandpa, I really want to do something for Brother Youfu."
"Youfu had too many unfulfilled wishes. He worked so hard just to give Ah Mei a home. Not long before they were killed, the child came to me and said that he had secretly saved some money and wanted to hold a wedding for Ah Mei." The old man shook his head: "It's useless to say these now. I think his biggest wish should be to catch the murderer. After all, the murderer killed the person he loved the most."
"Home, wedding, catch the murderer." Han Fei kept all this in mind. He glanced at the haggard old man and said, "Grandpa, I think Brother Youfu must be worried about your health. You must stay healthy. I will do everything I can to catch that perverted murderer!"
Han Fei took out his cell phone and said, "This is my account number. If you encounter any problems, please call me. I will definitely help you wherever I can."
After leaving his phone number, Han Fei gave a few more instructions before leaving with Li Xue.
"Hey, why are you pretending to be Wei Youfu's friend? It seems to me that you are really going to take care of that old man." After walking out of the community, Li Xue asked the question in her heart.
“I…” Han Fei didn’t know how to answer. He just glanced at the dilapidated apartment building behind him and said, “I’m not pretending to be Wei Youfu’s friend. We will become friends.”
"What a weird guy." Li Xue rode on her motorcycle and threw a helmet to Han Fei when she passed by him: "Get in the car."
"What do you want to do?"
"I'll take you home."
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Returning to his rented place, Han Fei sat in the corner farthest from the desk, staring at the gaming helmet on the desk.
The blood on the inside of the helmet had dried, and it looked as if mysterious red lines were engraved on the inner wall.
Han Fei used to hold out a glimmer of hope, thinking that this might be a prank, but what he saw and heard today completely made him give up this idea.
"The game's quest system says that completing novice quests can help me understand that world. It seems I still have to complete the novice quests."
As night fell, Han Fei walked to the window and looked at the tall buildings in the city center.
In fact, let alone the gaming world, with the rapid development of technology, he even felt unfamiliar with the real world.
As time goes by, he, who lives in a corner of the old city, always feels at a loss when faced with countless new things emerging every day.
"Don't think too much about it. Let's talk about it after I survive today." Han Fei sat in front of the computer and began to search for the case ten years ago.
As it concerned his own life and death, Han Fei took it very seriously. He printed out all the information released by the police and posted it on the wall in front of his desk.
The originally blank wall was soon covered with various case clues and photos. If someone who didn't know him saw this scene, they might think he was a private detective.
"There are eight victims in the human puzzle. When the first seven victims were found, their bodies were missing parts. Most of the body of the eighth victim was pieced together. After comparing all the data, the police did not find the eighth victim's information in the citizen information. So when the case was announced, they just called the eighth victim number eight..."
After working until late at night, Han Fei finally had a general understanding of the case from ten years ago. He looked at the time at the bottom of the computer screen and picked up the gaming helmet when it was almost midnight.
"The dead appear in the game. There are many mysteries, but my top priority now is to ensure that I stay alive."
When the clock struck midnight, Han Fei connected all the lines and entered the game.
The world before his eyes was covered in blood red, and he felt weightlessness and dizziness at the same time. When Han Fei was about to faint, a cold voice sounded deep in his mind.
"Welcome to the perfect life! Now you can choose your own perfect life!"
When Han Fei opened his eyes, he was lying on the steps on the first floor. The surroundings were very quiet, as if there was no living person in the entire building.
"Go find Meng Shi first!"
After his first gaming experience, Han Fei’s goal this time was very clear. He wanted to get some tasks from the old man, and after completing them, he would stay at the old man’s house for three full hours.
After three hours, you can exit the game at any time and then explore the unknown area.
This way, even if he encounters danger, he doesn't have to be afraid and can just exit the game.
In other words, the most dangerous period of this game is the first three hours after Han Fei logs into the game.
There were some black dirt stuck on the rusty iron handrails, and all kinds of uncomfortable graffiti were painted on the dusty walls. Most of the little people only had part of their bodies painted on, which looked very weird.
Han Fei didn't dare to make a sound. He picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and tiptoed to the old man's door.
Next to the paint-chipped door, the black plastic bags had been cleaned up, leaving only two black marks on the ground , as if the dirt in the plastic bags had seeped out.
"Grandma?"
Han Fei knocked on the door gently. He didn't dare to use any force, but in the quiet corridor, the knocking sound still traveled far away.
"no one there?"
Han Fei put his ear to the security door, but there was no sound in the old man's house, as if no one had lived in the house for a long time.
"Where can they go so late at night?" Han Fei knocked on the door again. As the knocks sounded, he vaguely realized that something was wrong.
Listening carefully, it seemed like something was moving in the originally quiet corridor!
The other party also deliberately slowed down his pace and tried not to make any noise, but Han Fei still heard a little rustling sound.
"The sound came from upstairs. Someone is walking towards me! Was it the knocking on the door that attracted him?"
Han Fei walked to the handrail of the stairs and looked upstairs through the gap in the middle of the stairs.
His neck twisted slowly, and Han Fei's body suddenly tensed up. There was a face on the sixth floor looking at him!
Their eyes met, and both sides quickened their pace at the same time!
Han Fei began to run upstairs, while the owner of the face ran downstairs.
"Fourth floor! We must go to the fourth floor!"
Han Fei knew that the main door to the building was locked, so he couldn't leave. If he ran downstairs, he would surely die. So he could only go back to his home on the fourth floor!
"I'm on the third floor, and that person is on the sixth floor. I'm closer to the fourth floor! The key is that it will take me some time to open the door!"
He reached into his pocket and took out the bunch of keys. He had put the keys in his pocket when he first went to the old lady's house to eat dumplings and had never taken them out.
