He kicked the lock hard several times, but if he wanted to kick open the security door with his physical strength, it was impossible for Han Fei to do it at his current level.
There was nothing wrong with the iron gate, but Han Fei's legs were numb.
Without the key, the door could not be opened, but Han Fei was not completely without gain.
As he kicked the door frantically, a voice begging for mercy came from inside the house.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, please let me go, please let me go!"
"Is there anyone in the house?" Han Fei, who was about to give up, regained hope after hearing this voice: "We are the security guards in the building! Open the door first!"
"I will compensate you. You can make whatever compensation you want. Don't come back again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
There was indeed someone in the house, but that person seemed to be a madman with a mental breakdown. He could only apologize and beg for mercy, and kept repeating the same words, just like a doll that had lost its soul.
Han Fei didn't have a key. If he wanted to enter room 1244, he could only place his hope on the madman in the room.
"I'm here to help you! As long as you open the door, that thing that pesters you will never appear again!" No matter what Han Fei said, there were only sounds of begging for mercy in the house, but no footsteps.
"Open the door!"
The smell of blood was approaching in the corridor, and Han Fei turned to look at Brother Hua: "Have you been to room 1244 before? What is the situation of the owner inside?"
"I only know that there are people living in room 1244. Occasionally I can hear conversations coming from the room in the middle of the night, but I have never really seen the people in the room." Brother Hua's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of despair. He bent over and violently
Panting, like a prawn being slowly cooked.
"What conversation?"
"They seemed to be doing something in the house. I couldn't hear clearly. I just remembered the word "calling for spirits." It should be "calling for spirits."
"Calling the soul?" Han Fei's pupils narrowed as he remembered something.
"When the old security guard in Building 1 used to take over his shift, he mentioned room 1244 and said that the whole family in this room was full of lunatics. However, their family was not like this at first. I can't say it was happy, it can only be said that it was ordinary. I don't know what happened after that.
Well, his eldest daughter suddenly jumped off the building one night."
"Then they started summoning spirits?" Han Fei looked at the door of room 1244. There were traces of burning paper money on the ground. There were also some photos that had not been burned clean, and the scraps were thrown in the corridor.
"Yes, the death of their eldest daughter seems to be related to them. Because they felt guilty, they took this sideways approach. As a result, they seemed to attract other things." Brother Hua tried to speak as fast as possible: "The one who chased us
Monster, it feels like his eldest daughter mixed with something."
After listening to Brother Hua's words, Han Fei's mind was spinning rapidly. He thought of the tester who was driven crazy in the shallow world of "Perfect Life".
According to Feng Ziyu, the testers first noticed something was wrong when they were testing a task related to summoning spirits.
It was an old man who missed his dead wife, so he summoned spirits. He also summoned other things, and ended up destroying his whole family.
The tester also came into contact with the deep world because of this task, and finally massacred the entire community.
Coincidentally, the community he massacred corresponded to the death building in the deep world.
The soul-calling mission is like a thread that connects the shallow and deep worlds.
The most important thing is that Han Fei himself has the extremely rare talent of summoning spirits, and he also relies on this ability to communicate with the shallow world.
A tester who once went crazy because of the soul summoning task massacred all the residents of the dead building. Now Han Fei, who has the talent of summoning souls, was forced to enter the dead building. His goal is to destroy the dead building.
Everything is closely connected together, which makes Han Fei have a doubt: "According to the map on the tenth floor of Xingfu Community, a memory fragment of the former building director is in the dead building. Could these be Mr. Fu?"
His plan? What secrets does the innate ability of summoning souls hide?"
Han Fei's title of building director was inherited from the previous building director, and summoning spirits was also a talent he had when he obtained the title of building director. In other words, the previous building director Fu Sheng should also have this talent.
"Room 1244 is the scariest and scariest room in Building 1. This room is related to spiritualism. Will there be rooms related to spiritualism in the remaining four buildings of the Dead Building?"
Han Fei felt that he was getting closer to the truth step by step. As long as he could survive the death tower, all the doubts that were bothering him now would be answered.
The people inside the house were unwilling to open the door, and Han Fei didn't know their current state. It was possible that they had been tortured to the point where they couldn't even perform basic movements.
"Bang!"
The glass on the security door on the 24th floor exploded, and fine blood streaks fell into the corridor like rain.
In the window frame where some glass shards remained, the face of the woman who jumped from the building appeared.
Her cheeks were sunken, blood seeped out of her eyes, and her protruding eyes stared at the three security guards in the corridor.
The hatred seems to have become more intense!
The wooden security door hit the wall hard, and the door panel was already covered in blood.
The jumper's crooked body appeared on the twenty-fourth floor, and Han Fei saw the other person's face for the first time.
Clothes and flesh were mixed together, and white bones could be seen on the surface of her skin. She was wrapped in resentment. What attracted Han Fei's attention the most was that a black key was pierced into the heart of this jumping ghost.
The key also has the room number written on it - 1244.
The house key represents home, but home does not represent warmth and dependence in the heart of the jumping ghost. Instead, it is like a knife that pierces directly into her heart and is deeply embedded in her flesh, making her feel constant pain and giving rise to pain.
Her constant resentment and curses.
The words came true. Han Fei really didn't expect that the system would issue such a shameless task.
The most difficult part of this mission is not to escape the jumper's pursuit and find room 1244, but to pull out the key from the jumper's heart and prevent the house key from continuing to curse her!
After figuring out the key to the mission, Han Fei gritted his teeth and praised "Perfect Life".
“It’s so healing to ride on a horse!”
The three security guards waited for too long at the door of room 1244. The resentful woman had already entered the corridor, with torn pieces of her red dress scattered around her.
"If you touch me, you will die. I will drag you down together!"
Her body was almost torn apart, like a web of flesh and blood.
When she rushed towards her with a ferocious face, the scattered fragments of the red dress were slowly pieced together again. The difference from before was that the red dress was as bright as if it had been soaked in blood.
In that extreme red, a pale arm stretched out without any warning and directly grabbed the neck of the jumping ghost.
The boundless bloody red dress covered the corridor, like a blooming flower.
The shocking resentment collided together, and all the doors and windows in the corridor buzzed.
The angry red skirt and the maliciously dominated jumping ghost lost control at the same time, and the two large-scale resentments clashed!
The aisle was instantly dyed red, and Han Fei felt the ground shaking. He looked at the security intercom that was still hanging on the hem of his red dress, sweating heavily.
"This has nothing to do with me!"
Backing away, Han Fei now felt that the F-level mission of night patrol should be easier. He decided to take advantage of the two large-scale resentments to complete the other mission quickly.
"Why are you still standing there?" Han Fei patted Brother Hua on the shoulder, picked up Xiao Fang and rushed towards the other side of the corridor: "Run!"