"Brother Youfu?" The skinny old man had no idea what Han Fei was talking about: "You are Fuyou's friend? But why haven't I heard him talk about you?"
"If you think about it again, my name is Han Fei." Han Fei looked at the old man so sincerely that the old man began to wonder if he had forgotten. After all, this was all ten years ago.
"When you said that, I remembered that Youfu did have some friends in the past, but you don't look that old?" The old man was not sure.
"I am an actor, and I rely on my appearance to make a living. Because of my role positioning, I pay great attention to maintenance. I have been acting in other places before." Too many words are bound to make mistakes. Han Fei skipped the topic: "Old man, I am serious.
I want to do something for Brother Youfu."
"Blessed has too many unfulfilled wishes. He worked hard to give Ami 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 give Ami a replacement.
A wedding." The old man shook his head: "It's useless to talk about it now. I think his biggest wish is to catch the murderer. After all, the murderer killed the person he loved most."
"Home, wedding, catch the murderer." Han Fei recorded these in his mind. He glanced at the haggard old man: "Old man, I think Brother Youfu is also worried about your health. You must be healthy.
I will do everything possible to catch that perverted murderer!"
As he spoke, Han Fei took out his mobile phone: "This is my communication account. If you encounter anything, just call me. I will help you in any way I can."
After leaving the phone number, Han Fei said a few more words before leaving with Li Xue.
"Hey, why are you pretending to be Wei Youfu's friend? It seems to me that you are really planning 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: "I'm not pretending to be Wei Youfu's friend. We will become friends."
"What a weird person." Li Xue rode on his motorcycle. When he passed by Han Fei, he threw a helmet to him: "Get in the car."
"What do you want to do?"
"I'll take you home."
…
Back at his rented place, Han Fei sat in the corner farthest from the desk, staring at the gaming helmet on the desk.
The blood stains on the inside of the helmet have dried, as if mysterious red lines are engraved on the inner wall.
In the past, Han Fei had some luck and thought it might be a prank, but what he saw and heard today completely made him give up the idea.
"The game mission system says that completing novice missions can help me understand the world. It seems that I still have to complete novice missions."
As night fell, Han Fei walked to the window and glanced at the high-rise buildings in the center of the city.
In fact, let alone the game world, with the rapid development of technology, even the real world feels strange.
Times are moving forward, and living in a corner of the old city, he always feels at a loss when faced with countless new things popping up every day.
"I don't think so much anymore. I'll wait until I survive today." Han Fei sat in front of the computer and started searching for cases from ten years ago.
Han Fei was very serious when it came to his own life and death. 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 clues and photos of various cases. If someone who didn't know it saw this scene, they might think he was some kind of private detective.
"There are eight deceased persons in the human body mosaic. When the first seven deceased were discovered, their bodies were all missing parts. Most of the eighth deceased's body was pieced together. After comparing all the data, the police did not add any information to the citizens' information."
Information about the eighth deceased was found in the case, so when the case was announced, the eighth deceased was only called No. 8..."
Busy until late at night, Han Fei finally had a rough understanding of the case ten years ago. He looked at the time at the bottom of the computer screen and picked up the game helmet when zero o'clock was approaching.
"The deceased has appeared in the game. There are many mysteries, but my top priority now is to ensure that I survive."
When the zero o'clock bell rang, Han Fei connected all the lines and entered the game.
The world in front of him was covered in blood red, and he felt weightless and dizzy at the same time. When Han Fei was about to fall into coma, a cold voice sounded deep in his mind.
"Welcome to the perfect life! Now you can choose your own perfect life!"
Opening his eyes, Han Fei was lying on the steps of the first floor. The surroundings were very quiet, as if there was no living person in the whole building.
“Go find Meng Shi first!”
After his first game experience, Han Fei's goal this time was very clear. He wanted to find a way to get some tasks from the old man, and after completing it, he would stay in the old man's house for three hours.
After three hours, you can exit the game at any time and explore unknown areas again at that time.
This way, even if he encounters danger, he doesn't have to be afraid, he 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 was some black dirt stuck to the rusty iron handrails, and all kinds of uncomfortable graffiti were painted on the dusty walls. Most of the little people's bodies were only partially painted, which looked very strange.
Han Fei didn't dare to make a sound. He picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and walked quietly to the door of the old man's house.
Next to the door with peeling paint, those black plastic bags have been cleaned up, leaving only two dark marks on the ground, as if the dirt in the plastic bags had seeped out.
"Grandma?"
Knocking lightly on the door, Han Fei didn't dare to exert any force at all, but in the silent corridor, the knocking sound still spread far away.
"no one there?"
Han Fei put his ear against the security door. There was no sound at the old man's house, as if no one had lived in the house for a long time.
"Where can they go at night?" Han Fei knocked on the door again. As the knock sounded, he vaguely realized that something was wrong.
Listen carefully, there seems to be something moving in the originally quiet corridor!
The other party also deliberately slowed down and tried not to make any noise, but Han Fei still heard a little rustling.
"The sound came from upstairs. Someone was walking toward me! Was it the knock on the door that attracted him?"
Han Fei walked to the handrail of the stairs and looked upstairs along the gap in the middle of the stairs.
His neck slowly twisted, and Han Fei's body suddenly tensed up. There was also a face looking at him on the sixth floor!
Their eyes met, and both sides accelerated their pace at the same time!
Han Fei started running upstairs, while the owner of that face ran downstairs.
"Fourth floor! You must go to the fourth floor!"
Han Fei knew that the corridor door was locked and he could not leave the building. He would definitely die if he ran downstairs, so he could only go back to his home on the fourth floor!
"I'm on the third floor, that person is on the sixth floor, and I'm closer to the fourth floor! The key is that it still takes time for me to open the door!"
He reached into his pocket and took out a bunch of keys. The first time he went to his grandma's house to eat dumplings, he stuffed the keys into his pocket and never took them out.
This chapter has been completed!