Chapter 437 Room 13

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Han Fei picked up the toy that the boy had left behind and stuffed it into the plastic bag containing the buns.

"After the men went out, I would use the excuse of returning the toys to visit their homes."

The toys the child played with were from the same series as the victim's toys in the store, which puzzled Han Fei.

The Ten Fingers occupy the shrine. They have been exploring the world of the shrine owner for many years. They must have a lot of information. They may have seen the true appearance of this world.

"Is there any difference between the world in their eyes and the world in my eyes?"

Carrying the toy, Han Fei did not catch up immediately. He deliberately kept a distance from the father and son. It was not yet time to clarify their relationship.

After waiting for a moment, Han Fei happened to enter the community. The rusty corridor door was suddenly pushed open, and a balding middle-aged man wearing glasses was walking out carrying several large bags of garbage.

Seeing that it was inconvenient for the other party to take the garbage, Han Fei subconsciously wanted to help him. The middle-aged man was also stunned when he saw Han Fei's actions.

Then he shook his head slightly: "Even if you do this for me, I can't reduce or reduce your rent. I know you are a good boy and very kind, but in this world, it is not easy for anyone."

"You are..." Han Fei's outstretched hand hung in the air.

"What are you doing standing at the entrance of the corridor?! You have to save a lot of money every time! Do you have to wait until it smells bad?" The door at the corner of the first floor was opened, and the landlady yelled at the middle-aged man: "I'll be there as soon as I get off work.

You collapsed on the sofa, like a dead person, and didn't say much. Are you tired? I'm not idle every day!"

The balding man sighed, carried the garbage and walked outside. However, when he passed by Han Fei, he whispered: "I was smoking on the balcony just now and saw you picking up the child's toys in room 7. I

I advise you to throw away the toys quickly and don’t have anything to do with his family.”

The balding man spoke in a low voice, and then walked out carrying the garbage.

When the landlady saw the bald man complaining, she became angry and slammed the door.

Normally, if a man kindly informs Han Fei, Han Fei should understand and leave quickly.

But Han Fei didn't play his cards according to common sense. He could feel that the bald brother had no ill intentions and was kindly reminding him.

In the memory world of the shrine owner, good people are rare, so you must seize this opportunity!

Without going home, Han Fei followed his balding brother with the toys in his hand. This sudden move even startled him.

"Uncle, what do you think is going on in Room 7?"

"You're still following me?" The balding man frowned: "Don't ask too much, it has nothing to do with you anyway."

"But I picked up his toys. The most important thing is that I found a strong odor on his toys. I have never smelled that kind of odor..."

"Shh!" The bald man walked a long way away, then lowered his voice: "That stench is not an ordinary stench, it's corpse stench."

"Corpse smell?!" Han Fei pretended to be surprised, as if he heard an answer he had never imagined.

"The male tenant in Room 7 seems to work in the hospital morgue. He is a caregiver. He has been dealing with corpses all the time. He is a little mentally disturbed. You'd better stay away from his house."

"Hospital nurse? Can you ask more about which hospital he works as a nurse?"

"It's the hospital where your mother was treated - the Third People's Hospital. I heard that he had worked in many jobs before, but none of them lasted very long. I don't think he would be able to work as a nurse for long." Xie Ding, the elder brother, said.

Garbage is piled next to the trash can. Because no one cleans and manages it, the trash can has long been filled. There is a mountain of garbage piled up there. Flies are flying around and the stench is filling the sky.

After finishing speaking, the bald brother returned to the corridor, but Han Fei stopped beside the garbage pile: "Ten fingers went to the hospital of the mother of the owner of the shrine to work as a nurse? This is obviously a problem!"

"My fingers changed different jobs. It felt like I was looking for something. I came into contact with different people on a large scale. What are they looking for? Are they looking for me?"

Han Fei also discovered a very noteworthy point. In this memory world, he directly entered the body of the owner of the shrine and experienced the things that the owner of the shrine had experienced. But the people he replaced with his fingers were other people, and they seemed to be still there.

Looking for the identity of the shrine owner?

"Why is there such a big difference? Is it because of the existence of the black box? Or is it because of the system? Or is it because of the Mirror God?"

Han Fei could never forget the sacrifice the Mirror God made to send him to the shrine. When he touched the shrine, the mirror exploded, and the fragments filled the sky like stars in the night sky.

"The memory world of the owner of the shrine is neither big nor small. Everyone here has their own story. If they don't use the power of hatred and resentment, they can just survive, let alone explore the secrets of the world.

It’s already very difficult.”

Han Fei didn't know how powerful Shi Zhi was. Anyway, when he saw the man in Room 7 just now, he behaved like an ordinary person.

"Maybe it's not that they can't use their abilities, but that after using their abilities, they may be excluded from the memory world of the owner of the shrine."

Take out the bloody paper figurine placed close to your body. This F-level cursed object is a very common folk handicraft in the memory world.

"Only after I help the shrine owner make up for my regrets can I get the opportunity to open the inventory. From this, we can see that the memory world is very repulsive to foreign items. Everything here is the last trace of the shrine owner's existence. He should not want his last

Every trace of obsession was destroyed by external forces."

The Ten Fingers have far more power than Han Fei, but they have not been able to inherit the shrine so far. The key is that they have not been recognized by the owner of the shrine.

"This is a very good opportunity for me." Lowering his head, Han Fei showed a shallow smile on his face. He was used to using a warm smile to hide his murderous intent.

Carrying the toys and preparing to leave, Han Fei was about to turn around when he suddenly saw a paper airplane landing on the garbage heap.

He looked into the distance and happened to see a woman standing next to a window on the third floor.

The woman had something like a hemp rope hanging around her neck, and she seemed to be preparing to hang herself.

"The room on the left side of the third floor? When I went to work last night, there was someone hiding in that room and watching me!" Han Fei thought of what happened last night. He saw this woman about to hang herself, and lifted

The toy rushed into the corridor.

Running to the third floor in one breath, Han Fei knocked on the door on the left.

"Is anyone there?! Is anyone there!"

The dust flew away, and the taofu affixed to the door was also shaken off.

Han Fei knocked for a long time but no one responded. Finally, Room 8 on the second floor near the stairs opened the door.

"You're sick! Don't let me sleep! I just got off the night shift and you're making noise there?" A young man in pajamas walked out of Room 8 and yelled upstairs.

Seeing that the neighbors had objections, Han Fei hurried over and explained: "Someone committed suicide in the room in Building 9! I just saw a woman downstairs about to hang herself!"

His expression was fearful and anxious, perfectly restoring everything of a young student.

"Suicide?" The young man laughed angrily and pushed Han Fei aside: "Are you kidding me? No one lives in room 13 at all."

"Really! I saw it! I saw it with my own eyes!" When Han Fei raised his head, he glanced at the man's house: "Let's go find the landlord and open the door together! Human life is at stake!"

"Human life is at stake, but you have nothing to do with me?" The young man was very irritated: "If you want to go crazy, go crazy outside! If you disturb me when I sleep again, have you seen my fist as big as a casserole? I will punch you, you

My small body can’t bear it at all!”

"Is there really no one living in room 13?"

"There are more and more lunatics in this building. Fortunately, I will move out next month and no longer have to endure these idiots." The young man cursed and closed the door.

When the young man opened the door, Han Fei had already seen the layout of the other person's home. All the items were neatly packed. Women's shoes accounted for most of the shoe rack. The wallpaper and decoration were also in warm colors, which did not match the man's personality very well.

There are many photos of a young man and a woman hanging on the wall. He must be living with his girlfriend.

This young man worked the night shift last night. Although he had a bad temper, he still loved his girlfriend very much and was considered a hard-working person. However... Han Fei remembered that when he went to work at midnight last night, he heard

The sound of making people was heard in this room.

"Maybe I heard it wrong."

Han Fei came to the first floor and knocked on the landlord's door.

When the landlady heard Han Fei's voice, she thought he wanted to pay the rent, so she trotted over to open the door. However, when Han Fei told her about room 13, her face turned dark instantly.

"There is no one living on the 13th! You are wrong!" The landlady had a bad temper: "You have this time to care about others, why not go and find a way to pay back the rent you owe me!"

After saying that, she wanted to slam the door, but Han Fei grabbed the door panel first.

"Sister, wait a minute!" Han Fei rummaged in his pocket pitifully for a long time, and finally found out six hundred yuan: "The boss of the place where I work is very nice. He sees that I work hard and quickly, so he paid in advance.

I gave you six hundred yuan. Here you go, I’ll make up part of it first, and I’ll definitely make up the rest.”

Han Fei's cheeks were sweating, and his hands holding the money were covered with small wounds. His hands were also scratched in the fight just now.

Through the gap in the door, the landlady looked at Han Fei and then at the money in Han Fei's hand. The expression on her face slowly softened.

Opening the door, the landlady took the six hundred yuan handed over by Han Fei, sighed softly, and took out three hundred yuan and stuffed it back into Han Fei's hand: "You also want to eat and drink, so let's pay back the three hundred yuan first, and forget the rest."

Give it to me at the end of the month."

"No, I left a little for myself, barely enough to eat and drink."

"You damn duck has a tough mouth! Just take it if it's given to you!" The landlady was very forceful. She took away the three hundred dollars given by Han Fei, and then said earnestly: "Just go to work and work hard to treat your mother's illness. The rest is a mess."

Don’t mind your own business, do you understand?”

"But I just saw a woman hanging herself in room 13..."

"There is indeed a woman who hanged herself in room 13." The landlady waved her hand impatiently: "It was only three months ago. She was very good-looking and worked as a teller in a department store. She looked quite normal.

The person left suddenly."

"She also works in a department store." Han Fei felt confused: "Sister, my new job is also in a department store, and it's night shift. Why don't you take me to that room to have a look, otherwise I won't feel at ease.

.”

After much hard work, the landlady finally agreed. She asked her husband to accompany her, and the three of them took the keys and went upstairs together.

As we walked, Han Fei and Brother Xie Ding were walking behind, and the landlady was walking in front alone.

"What a useless man!"

The three of them arrived on the third floor, and the eldest sister opened door 13 herself.

The house was empty, and all the furniture was covered with a layer of white cloth, which seemed to prevent dust from falling.

"These cloths were made by both of us. After the little girl passed away, we have been unable to contact her family, so we can only keep this room and don't dare to throw things away casually." The bald brother stood at the door, still there.

When I was hesitating whether to enter the house, my eldest sister pushed me directly in.

"Have you finished reading? We didn't lie to you, right? There's no one in this room at all." The landlady motioned for Han Fei to come out, but Han Fei walked through the living room and opened the bathroom door. He had seen it through the bathroom window before.

Hanged woman.

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the scene in front of them surprised everyone.

The bathroom was filled with paper balls with all kinds of weird symbols drawn on them. The paper balls all smelled bad. The most incredible thing was that the handwriting on some of the paper balls was still sticky and not solidified. It felt like it had just been written.

Same as written.

"Were these paper balls in the room three months ago?" When Han Fei turned to ask the landlady, the couple looked confused.

"No! The room I cleaned three months ago was kept clean by her. Could it be that someone sneaked into this room?"

"Someone stole the key!"

The couple didn't think about ghosts at all, but their attitude towards Han Fei did improve a lot.

Staring at the pile of paper balls, Han Fei picked one up and opened it. He always felt that the symbols on it seemed familiar, but when he was about to remove one, his mood value began to drop rapidly.

With his heart almost beating out of his chest, Han Fei took the time to open the note. When he opened the tenth piece of paper, he suddenly saw a black and smelly arm exposed from the pile of paper!

Without hesitation, Han Fei grabbed that hand directly!

But after his arm fell, he only grabbed a handful of scraps of paper.

There were inexplicable "dong", "dong", "dong" sounds in the room. It felt like a person was being hung up. Her body was swinging back and forth, and the toes of her shoes were constantly hitting the window glass.

"The voice is right next to me!"

His mood levels dropped crazily, and Han Fei was out of breath. When he was about to lose his balance, the bald brother held his arm and pulled him out of the bathroom.

"I've been working the night shift all night, and I know you can't stand it anymore. Go back and rest quickly. We will change the locks of this room as soon as possible."

The landlord and his wife couldn't help but send Han Fei back to his room and left in a hurry.

Lying on the bed, Han Fei's mood finally stabilized. He also wanted to explore the truth, but he was too tired now.

Slowly closing his eyes, Han Fei fell asleep in the world of memory for the first time.


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