Seeing the tactical pen Han Fei took out from his trousers pocket and Han Fei's professional posture, Bai Xian's eyes almost popped out of his head.
Why would an actor carry this thing with him when participating in an event? And his posture is too professional!
"Don't be too far away from me." Han Fei paid careful attention to the front, but also did not forget to protect Bai Xian behind him. He has always taken care of his teammates. This is a good habit developed in the deep world.
"Okay, okay." Bai Xian nodded repeatedly. In the past, he only thought that Han Fei was a very outstanding young man. It was not until today that he saw another side of Xinhu's "criminal nemesis". This was far from the "excellent" two.
Words can simply describe it.
Grabbing the door panel and opening it, Han Fei did not go in directly, but lowered his head and looked at the ground carefully.
The room was covered with dust, and a man's shoe prints could be faintly seen.
"He went to the second floor." Han Fei moved step by step, but after taking a few steps, he realized something was wrong. More and more shoe prints began to appear on the dusty floor tiles, and those shoe prints were not the same as the man's shoe prints.
No, they are all leftover from children's shoes.
In order not to frighten Bai Xian, Han Fei did not tell him about this, but just motioned for him to stay close to the wall and not get too close to the handrail of the stairs.
In an old building like this, the handrails are not necessarily strong, and there are hidden dangers in them. What's more important is that if you are suddenly attacked by something, you can easily be pushed down the stairs while walking next to the handrails.
Han Fei has accumulated a lot of experience in the deep world. He knows the various hiding methods and hunting routines of murderers. Now he has selflessly shared these experiences with Bai Xian. This knowledge is difficult for ordinary people to summarize.
It was priceless. Bai Xian was so moved that he almost shed tears after hearing it.
"How about... I should wait for you in the car?"
There are always countless choices in life, and Bai Xian is now hesitant between facing the ghost and facing the murderer.
"Can you go back alone?" Han Fei had already reached the stairs. He smelled a faint rancid smell in the air, which felt very familiar to him.
"Forget it then." Bai Xian followed Han Fei obediently, his body almost pressed against the wall.
"Did you smell a smell, as if something was rotten? I've smelled this strange smell on Xia Yilan before." Han Fei was leading Bai Xian to go upstairs when suddenly a light flashed outside the door.
The door was pushed open.
Han Fei reacted very quickly, holding down Bai Xian and lowering his body decisively.
He and Bai Xian were hiding on the stairs, staring at the door of the room from a blind spot.
The light swept across, and a man wearing a shabby security uniform and holding a police flashlight stood in front of the door.
He first scanned the room with his flashlight, and then, as if to embolden himself, shouted a few times into the empty room.
"Is anyone in there?!"
"I'm telling you! You can't just come in here!"
Seeing no one responded, the security guard moved with difficulty: "Stop hiding! I've seen you! If you don't come out, I'll call someone!"
There was deathly silence in the room. The security guard's chest was heaving, his forehead was sweating, and his hand holding the flashlight was trembling slightly.
"If you feel that it is not convenient for me to show up here, then I can leave first and give you ten minutes to retreat."
The security guard spoke without any momentum, and he was so scared that he took a step towards the room, then took half a step back, lingering, which made Han Fei a little anxious.
Just when Han Fei was about to leave him alone and go upstairs, Bai Xian's cell phone suddenly rang, and the sweet ringtone seemed extremely strange in the dead silence of the plastic surgery hospital.
"Snapped!"
Bai Xian hurriedly prepared to turn off his cell phone, but the security guard was so frightened that he lost his grip on the flashlight and dropped the police flashlight on the ground.
"When will you two come back? I've already been on stage twice." Bai Xian touched the wrong button, the video call was connected directly, and Director Zhang's voice rang on the phone.
Before Director Zhang finished speaking, Bai Xian hung up the phone, but by this time the security guard had already looked towards where they were hiding.
"Come out! Who's there!"
The flashlight rolled so far on the ground that the security guard didn't even dare to pick it up. He just vaguely saw two human-like black figures.
"Many people have died in this plastic surgery hospital. It is haunted at night. Don't blame me for not warning you! Come out immediately!"
The security guard grasped the jade pendant hanging around his neck and mustered up all his courage before taking three steps forward.
He stared at the two black figures, but in the end he didn't move forward: "You're not going to come out, are you? Then I'll call the police!"
Not even bothering to pick up the flashlight, he turned around and ran outside without even closing the door.
Hearing that the security guard wanted to call the police, Bai Xian couldn't stand still. He was a well-known actor after all. If the police found him running into an abandoned plastic surgery hospital late at night, he would definitely be on the hot search.
"Don't go out, that man won't call the police, and he's not a security guard." Han Fei grabbed Bai Xian's wrist.
"How did you know?"
"Security uniforms usually have Chinese and English logos on their armbands, the name and number of the security company on the chest badge on the left side, and special anti-counterfeiting designs, but the dark uniform he wore obviously did not have these things. If you look at it again,
Pay attention to his hat. It doesn’t match the uniform at all. It should be a uniform that he pieced together himself." Han Fei knew the security uniform very well, and he knew every detail of the security uniform.
"Do you still know this?" Bai Xian's eyes were full of surprise.
"I work part-time as a night shift security guard." Han Fei stopped staying and immediately walked upstairs: "That guy made a loud voice. Whether he did it on purpose or not, the people in the building must have noticed it. We must speed up.
Action will do.”
Following the stairs to the second floor, there were more and more children's shoe prints on the ground, and the men's shoe prints were mixed in and became less clear.
"It doesn't look like much from the outside, but the space inside..." Bai Xianzheng said and suddenly screamed. He touched his neck, and it seemed like something had fallen into his collar just now.
"What's wrong?"
"It should be an insect, right?" Bai Xian wasn't too sure and kept shaking his clothes.
"Be careful." Han Fei looked at both sides of the corridor with a tactical pen. The corridor was very gorgeously decorated. It didn't look like a plastic surgery hospital, but more like a private manor that integrated recuperation, healing, and leisure.
Walking forward slowly, the door on the left side of the corridor says "Youth will last forever", and the door on the right side says "Thoughts will last forever".
Han Fei tried to open the door, but all the room doors were locked.
The top priority now was to find the man, so Han Fei did not choose to break open the door to check. He and Bai Xian walked forward along the corridor and did not stop until the first fork in the road.
"Why don't you leave?" Bai Xian looked at the empty and dark corridor, worried that a murderer would suddenly rush out from behind a certain door. The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid, and the more frightened he became, the more random his thoughts became.
"I'm not sure where that guy went."
"I don't know? How were you sure he came to the second floor?" Bai Xian shrank his neck, not understanding what Han Fei was thinking.
"His shoe prints disappeared here."
"Shoe prints?" Bai Xian looked down subconsciously. With the light emitted from the phone screen, he saw the densely packed children's shoe prints on the floor!
"Fuck!"
Bai Xian's face turned pale, and his body was completely frozen in place, unable to take a step forward.
"This place is really haunted!" Bai Xian's eyes were filled with those shoe prints and footprints, and a picture appeared in his mind almost uncontrollably. Countless children with disfigured faces and skin grafts were running up and down the corridor.
Finally, everyone looked at him standing at the fork in the corridor.
"Bang!"
Without warning, a window they just passed by was suddenly broken, and the sound startled Bai Xian, who was already frightened.
Turning around, I saw only broken glass in the corridor.
"Han Fei, let's get out of here. It's not good. It's really not good!" Bai Xian can't even go back alone now. He really can't imagine that he, a person running around, can do this.
So scared.
Han Fei next to him did not speak. Bai Xian glanced secretly from the corner of his eye and found that Han Fei's expression did not change at all.
"Sure enough, not everyone can be a hero. I'll just keep being an actor." Bai Xian's voice was trembling. He grabbed Han Fei's sleeve with one hand and held the phone tightly with the other. This person and thing were considered
His last sense of security.
"There is another possibility that the footprints disappeared, that is, he stepped on the original shoe prints and returned the same way." Han Fei looked at the broken glass and returned the same way.
As he approached the window, he stopped.
"Most of the glass fragments fell into the house, which means that the person who broke the glass should be standing outside the house, but I clearly remember that there was no one in the corridor. Thinking about it this way, the person who broke the glass should be hiding in the room on the other side of the corridor.
!" Han Fei suddenly turned his head, and he happened to see a man holding a sharp knife and his face covered in blood standing at the window of the room next to him!
The most important thing is that this man looks exactly like the security guard downstairs!
"Ghost! There is a ghost!" Bai Xian felt that every hair on his body stood on end. He had never encountered such a terrifying thing in half his life!
A chill penetrated his heart, and he felt as if his blood vessels were about to freeze. His mind was filled with what the security guard downstairs had said.
Many people have died in this beauty salon, and this place is haunted at night!
Fear caused Bai Xian to lose the ability to think calmly in an instant. He repeated a sentence tremblingly - that security guard is a ghost, that security guard is a ghost!
"Calm down! No ghost will break the glass by himself. They might be twins who look the same." Han Fei stared at the other person's bloody face and licked his lower lip lightly: "If I had just turned around to check on the beaten person,
In a room with broken glass, when I turned my back to him, he would definitely attack me from the darkness and stab the knife into my back."
"He looks the same as that security guard. That security guard is a dead man, and they are all dead men!" Bai Xian was already panicked and spoke incoherently. The only good thing about him was that he did not leave Han Fei behind and run away alone.
"The temperature will suddenly drop where the ghost appears. If the temperature does not change significantly, then even if it is a ghost, it is just ordinary regret and obsession." Every word Han Fei said was very clear, but when connected together, Bai Xian was confused.
Can't understand.
"What's the meaning?"
"I just want to tell you that there is no need to be afraid." Han Fei looked at the man standing at the window: "You must have never seen a real bloody face, right? The flesh on the face is open, and the blood and flesh will be mixed.
At the same time, the color turned black, and the pungent smell of blood could be smelled from a distance."
Han Fei's suppressed voice made the faces of the man and Bai Xian standing in the room change. They felt that Han Fei was like a gourmet. After tasting a rare dish, he smiled and said that the taste of this meat was not much different from that of human flesh.
But there are various differences in the subtleties.
The man standing in the room clenched the knife in his hand, the blood on his face slid down his chin, and the muscles in his arms tensed, as if he was ready to rush out at any time.
"What should I do?" Bai Xian was the most panicked person at the scene. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
Han Fei didn't answer Bai Xian, just took out his mobile phone and pressed the record button.
When he took out his cell phone, the man in the room seemed to think he was going to call the police, so he jumped out of the window without hesitation!
The bloody face, the strong and burly body, and the bright sharp knife all magnified in the eyes of Han Fei and Bai Xian.
The terrifying "murderer" was walking towards Han Fei and Bai Xian with a very strong sense of oppression and a cruel smile on his face.
"It's over, it's over!" Bai Xian pulled Han Fei back a little. He was full of regret now. He hesitated for just a moment, and he and Han Fei had lost the best opportunity to escape.
"You shouldn't have waited for him to come out of the room!" Bai Xian was filled with regret. The most important thing was that his calves were weak and he couldn't run fast: "Han Fei, you have assisted the police so many times, did they tell you?
How to deal with this situation?”
"According to the police, when we encounter a knife-wielding robber, we should not think about grabbing the knife or fighting hand-to-hand for the first time. We must run if we can." After he finished speaking, he unbuttoned his suit and looked at it.
Bai Xian glanced: "What are you waiting for? Run!"
The three people started running wildly at almost the same time, but Bai Xian and Han Fei were sprinting in exactly the opposite direction!
At that moment, neither Bai Xian nor the "murderer" reacted.
Bai Xian didn't stop him, the "murderer" didn't stop, and Han Fei's movements were too fast. He seemed not to be planning to run from the beginning.
When the "murderer" was caught off guard and was about to swing his knife, Han Fei had already closed the distance. This man was completely trained in close-quarters combat with the devil, and his movements were extremely ruthless.
He kicked the "murderer" near the thigh, and the sound of dislocated bones reached his ears clearly. When the "murderer" lost his center of gravity, his five fingers locked the "murderer"'s cheeks like iron pliers, and pressed them from the front.
He grabbed the opponent's head, and then used the force of the opponent's fall to hit the wall next to him!
"Bang!"
The wall peeled off, fine cracks appeared, and a blood flower was left where the "murderer"'s head collided with the wall.
The body fell softly, and the "murderer" who was still grinning ferociously just now was unconscious and seemed to have passed out directly.
Kicking the sharp knife into the corner, Han Fei patted the wall dust off his suit, then turned off the recording on his cell phone.
The whole process only lasted three seconds. Bai Xian hadn't even run a few meters away. When he turned back, the brutal "murderer" was already unconscious on the ground.
"you……"
Bai Xian looked at Han Fei, who was wearing a suit and black leather shoes, and his gentle, slightly introverted face. He couldn't say a word for a long time.
This chapter has been completed!