"Mission completed?" Han Fei came to Wang Ping'an's home at the warm invitation of his father. At this time, he was sitting on a somewhat worn sofa with a teacup in his hand.
The old man and Wang Ping'an went into the kitchen to get busy, while Han Fei took advantage of this time to start looking through the property panel.
The rewards given by the return home mission were far more generous than Han Fei expected. Being titled a good guy can slow down the rate at which mood values drop. This ability is very important. With the title of good guy, he can leave the mall for a short time at night.
In addition to the title of good guy, the return home mission also brought Han Fei a surprise, which was the experience gained after completing the mission.
The tasks in the shrine owner's memory world are different from the tasks in the deep world. There is no clear level division, but the experience given after completing the task is equivalent to an F-level hidden task.
Because Han Fei chose both sides of the black box at the same time, it became more difficult for him to obtain experience. At his current level, he could not level up by completing G-level missions, but F-level and E-level missions were difficult to encounter, so he
It's only level 16 now.
"I can level up by completing a large number of random tasks in the shrine owner's memory world!"
Leveling is the most direct way to improve attributes. In addition, Han Fei has a hidden profession called Midnight Butcher, so every time he levels up, his body can be strengthened to a certain extent.
In the past, he couldn't even escape being chased by regrets, but now he can chase ordinary resentments. This is the benefit of improving the physical attributes.
"The difficulty of random missions in shrines is not exactly the same. For missions with higher difficulty, you should gain more experience points!"
Han Fei looked at the attribute panel. At this rate, he should be able to level up as long as he completes three to four more random shrine tasks.
Moving his eyes, Han Fei quietly opened his inventory before closing the properties panel.
After entering the memory world of the shrine owner, he subconsciously ignored the existence of the inventory. The rules of this world seemed to deliberately downplay foreign items. The memory of the shrine owner did not want any foreign items to change everything here.
"Only one item can be taken out?"
Han Fei chose the bloody paper man without much thought. The paper man could give him a sense of peace of mind.
After confirming his choice, something happened that surprised Han Fei.
The paper figure that was originally the same height as an adult changed its shape. When Han Fei took it out from the inventory, the paper figure became only the size of a palm, and the blood on it completely faded, and there was no trace of yin energy.
"Is it because my mood level is slowly recovering now, so I don't see the true appearance of the paper man?"
The palm-sized paper man is extremely delicately made, and his face looks exactly like Xu Qin's. It doesn't look like a paper man at all, but more like a piece of folk art.
The kitchen door was opened, and Wang Ping'an, who had taken off his motorcycle helmet, walked over with a silly smile, a cup of hot tea in his hand.
Han Fei calmly placed the paper man next to his body, then stood up to greet Wang Ping'an.
"Just sit there! He wants to thank you for letting Ping An come." The old man grabbed the edge of the wheelchair with a simple smile on his face: "There are still many good people in the world. Young man, what is your name?"
"Han Fei."
"What a good name. It seems like it was given to you by an educated person." The old man pushed the only two apples left in the fruit plate next to Han Fei: "It's too late, how about you wait until dawn before going back?"
Wang Ping'an heated up the food in the kitchen and put it all on the table. The old man was also very enthusiastic: "Ping'an comes back late every day, so I leave food for him every time. You can come and eat some too."
"I'm sorry to bother you." Han Fei was indeed very hungry, so he drank a bowl of rice porridge at night.
Without being polite, Han Fei and Ping An started eating with chopsticks. In this case, the leftovers were delicious.
The old man looked at Han Fei and Wang Ping'an with a smile on his face: "Ping'an hasn't brought his friends back for a long time. This child is different from other children. He learns slowly, but he is really kind at heart. After my accident, he
In order to support the family, he delivers food and works late every day. I know that he is often bullied outside, but he never says anything. Every time he sees me, he just smiles stupidly, like a child."
"Old man, don't worry, I will be Ping An's friend from now on." Han Fei swallowed the food in his mouth and found that his mood value had returned to forty-five.
Since Wang Ping'an's home can restore his mood value, he may come here more often in the future.
Putting his hand on Wang Ping'an's shoulder, Han Fei said generously: "Ping'an, if you encounter any trouble delivering food in the future, just go to the second-hand supermarket and find me. I will definitely help you. But you must remember,
You can't just enter the store, it's not very safe inside."
Wang Ping'an couldn't stop nodding, not sure whether he understood what Han Fei meant.
After having enough wine and food, Han Fei's mood number successfully returned to fifty.
To be honest, he was also worried about Oriole's safety, but he simply couldn't afford to go back at night now.
As soon as he left Wang Ping'an's house, his mood level would begin to drop. He had to walk through those scary streets and alleys alone while guarding against the boy's father.
Just thinking about it made Han Fei feel flustered. The safest way was to wait until dawn before leaving.
The old man was not in good health and went to bed early to rest. Han Fei used some of the psychotherapy knowledge he had learned before to get a rough understanding of Wang Ping'an's condition by playing games.
He tried to communicate with Wang Pingan and further gained Wang Pingan's trust.
At four o'clock in the morning, it was already dark, and the terrifying darkness was slowly fading away.
"Ping An, before you go to work, be sure to lock the doors and windows and pay attention to safety!"
After the explanation, Han Fei hurriedly left Wang Ping'an's house and ran towards the shopping mall.
"I hope Oriole is okay. If something goes wrong with her, I might be the last employee of that store."
While running on the road, Han Fei discovered that after dawn, his mood value slowed down very slowly when he went out. This was good news for him. At least he could explore farther away during the day.
Hearing the sound of rushing water, Han Fei walked to the gap in the fence again. He clearly remembered that there was someone following them last night.
Slowing down, Han Fei took out his mobile phone and started filming. He wanted to keep the evidence.
"Why are there only shoe prints of Wang Ping'an and I?" Han Fei squinted his eyes. He noticed at a glance that this place had been cleaned by someone, and some of the shoe prints had been removed. However, the person was very unprofessional and was not careful during the cleaning process.
Cleaned up some of Han Fei's shoe prints.
"The fabric of the clothes on the gap in the fence is the same as that of the little boy. If the man had not moved the body, the boy would probably be buried here!"
The little boy's clothes fragments were in Han Fei's pocket, which was a very crucial piece of evidence.
"Would you like to go down and take a look?" Han Fei hesitated: "Forget it, let's go back to the store first. I always feel uneasy outside alone..."
He stepped back, but at this moment, Han Fei heard rapid footsteps!
"Someone!"
He didn't have time to look back and immediately jumped forward to dodge!
The sharp knife pierced his coat and almost penetrated his lower back.
Rolling on the spot, Han Fei immediately adjusted his position. He quickly climbed up on the shoal and looked behind him.
The blade struck again, bringing with it bursts of cold wind.
"I knew you were lying to me. Did you see something? You must have seen something!"
The voice of a middle-aged man reached Han Fei's ears. The man was gnashing his teeth and his face was ferocious.
He was wearing a peaked cap and a dark coat, with half of a mask stained with muddy water exposed from his pocket.
This man once went to a second-hand supermarket, and yesterday he wanted to buy back the boy's toys!
"You did kill your children and wife!"
When things have come to this point, there is no point in pretending to be stupid. The boy's father is a lunatic. When he was not too sure, he just swung a knife at Han Fei.
"You know a lot!" The man was tall and strong. He grabbed a sharp knife and pounced on Han Fei again. His movements were astonishingly fast, and he didn't look like an ordinary office worker at all.
Dodging with all his strength, Han Fei's pupils slowly shrank. After all, defense was not something he was good at.
Forced to retreat, their shoes were soaked by the river water, and they had reached the riverside while moving quickly.
This place was uneven, and Han Fei finally caught an opportunity for the opponent to step into the air. He immediately closed the distance and started to counterattack!
After struggling in the deep world for so long, Han Fei was extremely ruthless in his attacks.
He struck the man's Adam's apple directly with his knife. When the man's neck was almost deformed, he locked the man's arm, and his fingers almost dug into the man's flesh.
The moves were fatal, and Han Fei's attacks reached the vital points. This was not a fight between street gangsters at all, but a professional killer performing a mission.
The man was much stronger and stronger than Han Fei, but he felt a little scared in front of Han Fei. This young man disguised as a white rabbit seemed to really have murderous intentions!
"Boom!"
The man tried his best to break free, but the knife in his hand fell on the stone.
At this time, the knife was closer to Han Fei. If Han Fei had no confidence in his own skills, he might immediately grab the knife to defend himself.
But the reality was just the opposite. The man who was further away from the knife quickly rushed towards the knife, as if only holding the knife could bring him a sense of security.
Han Fei got close to the man the moment he started to move. Without even looking at the knife, he clenched his fist and hit the man's jaw hard.
Seeing the knife right in front of him, the man reluctantly bent down and at the same time, Han Fei's knee, which had been charging for a long time, directly hit the man's body.
The man let out a scream and ran towards the back without even bothering to pick up the knife.
Han Fei was not ready to let him go and chased after him closely.
After running about ten meters, the man tripped over something on the ground and fell from the embankment.
When the water splashed, Han Fei took off his coat and was about to jump into the river and continue chasing. But when he stood on the shore, he found that the man's body was sinking rapidly. There seemed to be toys grabbing the man's hair and clothes in the depths of the river, preventing him from letting go.
He surfaced.
Circles of ripples swept away, and Han Fei watched the man sink to the bottom of the water little by little.
"How deep is this river of sand?"
The slowly flowing river water gave Han Fei a feeling of death and misfortune, and he was unwilling to stay by the river from the bottom of his heart.
"Is that person dead?"
The water in the shoal soaked into his shoes, bringing a biting chill. When Han Fei stepped back, he saw the thing that had tripped the man just now.
It was a child's puppet toy. It was covered in mud. It looked like the same model as the puppet with its head removed in the store.
"Attention player number 0000! You have completed the random task of the shrine - toys, and successfully helped the boy redeem his toys."
"The inner regret of the owner of the shrine has been made up by 10%! Get a lot of experience rewards! Get a special item - a toy."
"Toy (a special item in the shrine and cannot bring out the world of memory): When he was dismantling the child's 'toy', he did not expect that from that day on he would also become a 'toy' in the child's eyes."
"The effect of this item is unknown, and there may be some changes after dark."
"Attention, player number 0000! You have completed a shrine random task and have been given an opportunity to open the inventory. You can choose an item to bring into the memory world of the shrine owner."
Upon hearing the system prompt, Han Fei opened the inventory, thought for a moment and then took out a bladeless knife.
"I can level up by completing another random shrine mission. Obviously everything is going in a good direction, but why do I always have an ominous premonition."
The sky gradually became brighter, and pedestrians began to appear on the streets in the distance.
Han Fei didn't dare to stay here, so he quickly left the river beach and ran back to the mall.
It's now past five o'clock in the morning, the shopping mall has not yet opened for business, and there is no one around.
Han Fei quietly pushed open the store door, and when a ding-dong-ding-dong sound rang out, the sound of hurried footsteps came from deep inside the store.
Not long after, Oriole appeared in the store rubbing her eyes. Her hair was messy and there were traces of sleep on her face.
"You're finally back!" Oriole immediately cheered up when he saw Han Fei: "On your first day at work, you were absent from work for several hours! I thought you had an accident! It scared me to death!"
"Sister Huang, I went to deliver the delivery boy, but something happened. I'm really sorry." Han Fei looked at Huang Oriole. There was nothing unusual about him. Nothing terrible happened after he left last night.
"Forget it this time, I won't tell the boss, but I won't do it next time!" Oriole said in a stern tone, but she still took good care of Han Fei: "Did you go and roll in the mud? Why are your clothes so dirty?
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"The delivery boy's father's wheelchair fell on the sandy river shallows, and I helped him lift it out."
"You are indeed a kind-hearted person, but sometimes it is not good to be blindly kind." Oriole sighed and did not blame Han Fei anymore: "You should go home and have a good rest. You will be on duty alone tonight.
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"Okay." Han Fei glanced at the store and said, "Sister Huang, nothing happened in the mall last night, right? Those two security guards didn't make it difficult for you, right?"
"No, those two people became very talkative and sneaky after they came back from the third floor. They kept wandering around the mall and didn't come to us at all." Oriole stretched.
"Be careful. Those two security guards might do something. Why don't you just lock the door and go to bed?" Han Fei didn't trust the two security guards, and what Oriole said just now made him very suspicious.
Did something get to the security guard?
"It's okay, the store is under surveillance, they don't have the guts."
"Okay." After finishing speaking, Han Fei left the second-hand store. As he walked in the mall aisle, he always felt like someone was watching him behind him.
Maintaining a normal speed, Han Fei didn't suddenly turn his head until he was about to leave Exit C of the mall. He saw the two security guards standing side by side at the fence on the second floor, their faces looking abnormally pale.
The sky outside was already bright, and the number of pedestrians on the road was gradually increasing. Han Fei did not stay in the mall, but walked towards his home.
He stayed up all night, his physical condition was deteriorating, and his mood values were also starting to drop. He had to rest in time.
After walking across the stone bridge, bypassing the abandoned small park, and passing through two alleys, Han Fei returned to his home.
When he opened the door, a musty smell hit his nose, but Han Fei was already used to it.
He entered the house, and when he closed the door again, the system beep sounded again.
"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully passed the first night and your diary has been updated."
"The diary has been updated? But I have written everything?" Han Fei opened the refrigerator door and took out the notebook. When he turned to the latest page, he found that there were lines of extremely scrawled text on it.
"I found a new job today, all of which are night shifts. This way I can free up my day time to work elsewhere."
"The new job is not difficult. I have mastered it. It's just that the mall is a bit scary at night."
The contents of the diary are all very trivial, but the handwriting is getting more and more scrawled, as if the writer is under great mental pressure.
"I memorized the location of all the items and memorized the prices. My mother told me since I was a child to be a responsible person. Yes, she also told me to be a good person. Good people will be rewarded."
"I helped a delivery boy. I didn't let him be bullied by the security guard. I had good intentions. I really had good intentions, but why? Why did it become like this? I didn't want to! I really didn't want to! Who
Come and save me! I just wanted to help people, why did I kill someone in the end! He died, I saw him die with my own eyes, the knife stabbed into his chest, he wanted to kill me!"
The text at the back of the diary has been distorted, and the writer is incoherent, as if he is crazy.
Seeing the last few sentences in the diary, Han Fei's face darkened.
This diary was not written by him, it should be the memory of the owner of the shrine.
Everything was as Han Fei expected. The owner of the shrine helped the delivery boy, but he did not send the delivery boy back immediately. After waiting for a long time, he found that the delivery boy's father had not come yet and he could not get through on the phone. Only then did he take the delivery boy back.
Home.
The two of them found the old man's wheelchair when they were passing through the shoal. They went down to check and accidentally met the boy's father.
The boy's father said nothing and wanted to silence him. During the fight between the two parties, the knife fell and was relatively close to the owner of the shrine.
He picked up a knife to defend himself, but in panic, he stabbed the boy's father in the vital part, causing the father to fall into the sand river.
The only eyewitness and witness to the entire incident was the silly and foolish Wang Ping'an.
"I didn't touch the knife last night, but the boy's father was still killed. It seems that there are some key points in this memory world that cannot be changed."
Han Fei slowly clenched his hands. If the key points of his memory could not be changed, how could he make up for the regret of the owner of the shrine? If he could seize the only light in the deepest despair.
