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Chapter 132 Omen of Death

Taking off his gaming helmet, Han Fei collapsed on the bed.

In just one night, he went from clerk to store manager. Even he himself had not expected such a rapid promotion.

After moving his somewhat stiff body, Han Fei found that his fingers were trembling slightly, and he clenched his fists in fear.

He managed to survive one night and occupied the convenience store. It seemed like the result was good, but in fact, looking back on the entire game process, as long as there was a mistake in one link, he would definitely die.

He was gambling with his life, but finally got a chance.

"It's still too weak. I'm only at level seven. According to the introduction on the official website of "Perfect Life", players' strength will not be greatly improved until they get their first official career at level ten."

"The general rules of the shallow world and the deep world should be the same, except for the hidden profession of Midnight Butcher..."

Han Fei couldn't find any information related to this profession on the official website, and he didn't know what the future direction of this profession was or what his subsequent career plans were.

In a normal "Perfect Life" game, it is very easy to upgrade in the early stage. If you are willing to work hard, you can upgrade to level ten in one day.

The first ten levels are for players to familiarize themselves with the operations and the game world. The real charm of this game only begins after the tenth level.

Get the career you want, experience the life you long for, and seize the beautiful and splendid future with your own hands. This is the meaning of a perfect life.

But for Han Fei now, he has never thought about the longed-for life and brilliant future. He only thinks about living to see the sun the next day.

"It's useless to think so much. It's better to seize the time and upgrade."

Closing his eyes, Han Fei cleared his mind and soon fell asleep.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, Han Fei was woken up by the alarm clock. He washed briefly and hurried to the set.

"I signed a share agreement with the crew. If the movie sells well, I will receive a large amount of money. Then I won't have to be so nervous."

Hurrying to the first floor, Han Fei saw Li Xue and another policeman before he even walked out of the corridor.

"You guys are here to see me, right?"

"It's not convenient here. Let's go and talk in the police car." Li Xue grabbed Han Fei's arm, her expression a little serious.

The three of them came to an ordinary-looking police car. Before Han Fei got in the car, another policeman took out a detection device and scanned Han Fei.

After confirming that Han Fei was not carrying any dangerous items, he politely "borrowed" Han Fei's cell phone and placed it in a special bag that seemed to be able to isolate the signal.

"Get in the car."

Han Fei got into the police car obediently. Li Xue and the other policeman did not follow him. They just closed the car door and stayed outside.

"Is it so solemn?"

At one moment, Han Fei even thought that the black box incident had been exposed, but no matter how uneasy he was, his face would not show any signs of it. This is the basic quality of an actor.

"Han Fei, the survivor of the Bloody Night of Xingfu Orphanage, has not done any dangerous behavior since entering the citizen information until now, and the risk rating is zero." In the back seat of the police car, a policeman in his sixties looked down.

mobile phone screen.

"Who are you?" Han Fei sat next to the old man. He glanced at the old man's mobile phone with his peripheral vision. There were no messages on the screen, only a butterfly with its wings torn off.

"Technology has developed rapidly in the past thirty years. Things that used to be called miracles have now spread to every household. Many people's imaginations can't even keep up with the speed of technological progress. The rapid development of technology has changed our lives.

But it has also brought some troubles. Compared with those criminals in the past, today's criminals are more difficult. They are deeper hidden, more dangerous, more vicious and evil." The old man put away his mobile phone and looked up at Han Fei.

His appearance is very ordinary, and he is the type that will be forgotten after one glance, but his eyes are so special, like a calm and deep sea.

"Old man, I'm still in a hurry to film, can you be more direct?" Han Fei has a very good impression of the police. The two parties have always had a cooperative relationship, and his own social account has been followed by many official organizations.

"I am Li Xue's teacher. I have been hospitalized before, so I have delayed thanking you until now." The old man's sitting posture was very relaxed, but at a glance he could not find any flaws.

"Is it because of the human body puzzle? No need to thank me, this is what I should do."

"No." The old man shook his head and said seriously: "Because of butterflies."

He put away his mobile phone and told Han Fei a very secret thing seemingly casually: "The Citizen Information System divides criminals into six categories according to their risk ratings, from A to F. Outside these six levels

, there is another type of criminals that cannot be judged by the citizen information system. They are more dangerous, cunning, and countless times more difficult to deal with than Class A criminals, but their danger rating in the citizen information system has always been zero."

"I always feel that you are caring about me." Han Fei knew that his risk rating was zero.

"In our police department, we call these types of criminals S-class criminals, and some people call them super criminals. Butterfly is the super criminal that we have been tracking for ten years."

"Have you been tracking the butterfly?"

"Butterfly never kills people personally. The victims either die at the hands of unrelated people, or die from accidents or suicides. Many times we can't even judge whether a person's death is related to Butterfly?" The old man said calmly.

, but the look in his eyes was a bit scary: "The victims died in various strange ways, and our investigation of the butterfly has been progressing slowly, until recently we caught the real culprit of the human mosaic pattern."

"Did you find any clues about the butterfly?"

"Meng Changan is the only person who has really come into contact with the butterfly. We have pried open his mouth. As we know more and more information, the butterfly should become more and more crazy. It is very likely that it will come by then.

Looking for you." The old man looked at Han Fei's eyes for a long time: "In addition to wanting to personally express my gratitude to you, I mainly want to remind you that the butterfly will definitely come to you.

Don’t leave Xinhu, don’t go out alone at night, and try not to go near schools and hospitals.”

"Why can't we go to these two places?"

"According to the information reflected in Meng Changan's subconscious brain map, when we mention the butterfly's appearance and identity information, his brain will always have a subtle reaction to the two professions of teacher and doctor."

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"Is it possible that Butterfly is his teacher and doctor in Meng Changan's mind?" Han Fei expressed his guess.

"The subconscious map is just one of the evidences. From Meng Changan, we also discovered that Butterfly is related to another case. That case occurred at Yimin Private Academy in the outer suburbs. At that time, everyone thought that the child's death was an accident. It was not until we re-investigated

Only then did I realize that the child’s death had been foreshadowed for a long time.”

"Yimin Private College?" Han Fei showed an expression as if he had heard the name for the first time, and was a little confused: "What happened in that school?"


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