Chapter 93 Who is the Manager?
"I died five times, but now I have figured out where the ghost is hiding in the bedroom. Compared to the child's bedroom, the living room and kitchen are safer."
Han Fei didn't understand why there were so many ghosts hiding in the child's room. He had too little information and couldn't figure out the answer.
After scratching his name with the fragments of the photo frame, Han Fei rushed into the room again.
He still held the girl 's head first, and then ran to the master bedroom far away from the living room, but what he didn't expect was that the master bedroom at the innermost part of the room was locked and could not be opened without a key.
"Among the rooms in 1091, only the master bedroom is locked. There must be something wrong here. It seems I have to find the key to the master bedroom first."
Unable to enter the room, Han Fei did not sit still and wait for death. He had now figured out the girl's head's movement trajectory and attack habits. Whenever the other party rushed towards him, he could always use the brazier to block the other party in advance.
Han Fei fought and retreated, knowing that it was impossible for him to pass the level with one life, so he wanted to make his death more valuable every time!
Retreating to the other side of the living room, Han Fei pushed and kicked open the bathroom door. Perhaps because the noise was too loud, the woman who was chopping meat in the kitchen ran out with a kitchen knife.
Facing the heads of a woman and a child at the same time, Han Fei had no confidence at all. He used all his strength to smash the girl's head away, and then hid in the bathroom.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sharp kitchen knife kept chopping on the bathroom door. Han Fei could hear the hysterical voice of the woman outside the door. She seemed to be completely crazy.
"Can you hear me! Can anybody hear me!"
There was no one to communicate with. Room 1091 was like a hellhole.
Holding the door handle and not daring to let go, Han Fei was concentrating on dealing with the head and the woman outside the door when he heard the sound of water splashing behind him. Someone turned on the faucet.
Turning his head, he saw black hair continuously flowing out of the faucet. The black hair was like rotten water grass, emitting a strong stench, and had already entangled Han Fei's legs without him noticing.
Unable to struggle, Han Fei was finally wrapped in black hair, and his body was completely deformed.
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Han Fei opened his eyes and his body trembled slightly: "The sixth death."
He smashed the frame of the photo, held the glass fragments to record, and carefully felt the pain in his arm.
"It's unrealistic to kill all the ghosts in the house by my own strength. I can only stand a chance if I let them kill each other."
There are so many ghosts in the house that even after dying six times, Han Fei still hasn't figured out how many ghosts there are in the house.
"The child's bedroom is the most dangerous, followed by the bathroom. Next time I will try to open the bathroom and bedroom doors at the same time to see if the ghost in the bathroom will fight with the ghost in the bedroom. I will only be safe after they have made a mess."
"The mission requires me to kill all the ghosts and save all the people. The people in the room should be the middle-aged mother in the kitchen and the disfigured boy in the second bedroom. However, their conditions are also very strange. When they saw me, they reacted very strongly, as if they had seen a ghost."
Han Fei looked down at his own portrait and an idea came to his mind.
"Am I a ghost too?"
Picking up the brazier, Han Fei stared at the door of Room 1091. "The manager's mission is based on the manager's memory, which means there should be traces of the manager's presence in the room. The manager may even be in the room. If I can find him, it will be much easier."
Han Fei now knew nothing about the manager and he needed more information.
However, he also knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and all the information and clues would require him to pay with his life.
This is a game with memory at stake, and the loser will lose everything.
Opening the door of room 1091, Han Fei raised the brazier to block the girl's head. He had memorized all of the other party's actions and predicted almost every step.
He rushed straight to the door of the second bedroom, opened it, and without stopping, turned around and opened the bathroom door.
The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, the child in the second bedroom started crying, and the mother in the kitchen heard the noise and prepared to open the kitchen door.
At this moment, Han Fei arrived at the kitchen door just in time. The moment the door opened, he rushed into the kitchen, ready to grab the knife!
I don’t know if it’s because the kitchen is located in the direct sunny position of the house, or because there is often fire in the kitchen, but the temperature in this room is slightly higher than outside.
To prevent the girl from attacking his head, Han Fei rushed into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door.
He knew that time was running out and he absolutely could not be held back by a woman, so he was willing to sacrifice his own injuries.
During the struggle for the knife, a bunch of keys from the woman's apron fell next to the refrigerator.
"The key is with the child's mother? Why did she lock the door to the master bedroom? I haven't seen the father in the house. Could it be that the father was locked in the master bedroom?"
He successfully seized the kitchen knife, but when he went to pick up the key next to the refrigerator, the refrigerator door suddenly opened, and a headless corpse came out and grabbed Han Fei into the refrigerator.
Bones shattered, a chill rushed into my heart, and intense pain stimulated every nerve.
“It’s so cold…”
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When he opened his eyes for the seventh time, Han Fei didn't think about anything. He smashed the photo frame and scratched a blood mark and his name on his arm.
"When you open the door, a girl's head will fall off. There is a headless child's body hidden in the refrigerator in the kitchen..."
Han Fei thought about the relationship between the ghosts and the people in the room, and after getting ready, he entered the room again.
Just like last time, he first opened the doors of the second bedroom and the bathroom. After hearing the child's shrill cry, he led the head to the kitchen door.
The moment his mother came out, Han Fei took out the key from her apron pocket.
Dodging the swinging kitchen knife, Han Fei rushed to the master bedroom. Since the woman and the head were right behind him, he only had one chance to try to open the door.
Han Fei chose the first key and inserted it into the keyhole. He twisted the key, but the door did not open. When he was about to try the second key, the kitchen knife had already fallen on him.
"There must be something hidden in the master bedroom!"
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He died for the eighth time, the ninth time, and it was not until Han Fei died for the tenth time that he successfully opened the door of the master bedroom!
The moment the door opened, he went straight in and closed the master bedroom door with the key.
The child's mother kept chopping at the wooden door with a kitchen knife, and the girl's head was banging against the door. Han Fei knew that he had limited time.
He turned his head and began to check the room, and his eyes were quickly drawn to the double bed in the room.
A boy of about eleven or twelve years old was tied to the stained bed. His hands and feet were tied to the bed legs with restraints. He was wearing a special hospital gown and seemed to be in a coma.
"I have been to all the rooms in the house. There should be only three living people, the mother and two children. Who among could be the former manager?"
