The night was dark, no one could be seen on the street, and the surroundings were lifeless. It felt very depressing.
The neon lights flickering on and off emit a cool light. It's not even midnight yet, and all the shops on the street are closed.
"The day and night in this city are simply two different worlds. I seem to have been to a similar city before."
San Hanfei stood in the shadow of the alley with his bag on his back, looking into the distance.
There is a paradise at the end of this dark night. The towering Ferris wheel overlooks everything, and the sightseeing cars covered with lights are like eyes.
Compared with the deserted city, that paradise seemed to monopolize all the joy and light in the dark night.
“The park is also open at night?”
Han Fei remembered that he found a doll costume in the basement. The note hidden in the costume showed that the victim was the doll actor in charge of the night shift at the park.
"I always feel that the paradise is the center of the city, and all the buildings exist around that paradise."
The inner uneasiness gradually became stronger. Han Fei knew that he could not stay in one place for too long. He left the alley and moved quickly along the shadows on the street.
There were no pedestrians or vehicles on the road, and the sirens became farther and farther away, until they finally disappeared completely.
"This city is so weird. I don't know if this is how I see the city, or if everyone else sees the city like this."
After walking and walking, Han Fei finally met someone when passing through a street.
She was sitting on a chair at the bus stop, wearing glasses, carrying a bag and wearing professional attire.
The woman didn't dress up deliberately. She seemed to have worked overtime too late, so she didn't go home until now.
Pressing her fingers on her sore calves, the woman took off her high heels and put her feet on top of the shoes.
She seemed to have something on her mind, looking at the dark street with a blank expression.
Staring at the woman, Han Fei felt vaguely that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.
Not daring to make rash contact, Han Fei prepared to leave quietly, but before he had gone far, his heart skipped a beat and he discovered there was another person in the alley not far away.
Half of the other person's face was hidden in the shadows, he was wearing a dark suit, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.
"His target was the woman waiting for the bus?"
Han Fei remembered what Dr. Fu said, there have been a lot of unknown corpses in this city recently.
"Do you want to inform that woman?" Han Fei himself never thought that the first thought that came to his mind would be to help a woman. He was a serial murderer and a perverted maniac. When he saw someone in a dangerous situation, what would he do?
Maybe the first thing you want to think about is to save people?
This subconscious reaction made Han Fei a little shaken: "There may be something wrong with my previous speculation. Maybe the woman I met in the paradise told the truth."
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense to Han Fei. He felt that he was really not the kind of person with perverted hobbies.
"Is there a possibility that I am not actually a serial murderer? I am just a screenwriter who is investigating the murder case, but I was accidentally involved. In the end, the murderer blamed me for his murder."
While Han Fei was thinking, the woman waiting for the bus put on her shoes again. She seemed to know that she had missed the last bus and was preparing to walk home.
When the woman wearing glasses moved, the man hiding in the shadows also moved.
The woman didn't realize that the danger was quietly approaching. She was just vaguely afraid and slowly began to quicken her pace.
At first she chose the main road, but it seemed that she had to go through a very narrow alley if she wanted to go home.
After looking left and right at the entrance of the alley for a long time, the woman walked in after confirming that there was no danger. Her house seemed to be in a residential building at the end of the alley.
The gloomy alley was very dark, the buildings on both sides had no lights, and all the windows were tightly closed.
The surveillance cameras at the intersection were drooping and had been destroyed long ago. What happened in this alley might be completely covered up by the night.
Breathing out a soft breath, the woman tightened her grip on her backpack and walked faster and faster.
Her high heels clicked on the ground, making a thumping sound. She kept looking back, fearing that there was another person behind her.
The darkness became thicker and thicker, and the woman felt that she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat. When she turned back for the fourth time, there was a hint of fear in the eyes behind her glasses!
In the shadows not far behind her, a man wearing a black suit, a mask, and holding a black box suddenly rushed towards her.
The masked man was like a giant crocodile hiding in the dark river. After discovering his prey, he suddenly tore off his disguise and opened his mouth full of fangs.
The woman turned pale with fright. She ran forward quickly, but probably because she was too scared, she accidentally sprained her foot when she took a step.
It was too late to take off her high heels now. She watched the masked man approaching, but at this moment, a stone accurately hit the masked man on the back of the head.
Blood flowed out immediately, and the masked man who was chasing the woman stopped and turned his head to look behind him.
Han Fei stood at the entrance of the alley. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and had a cat head emerging from his backpack.
No one spoke. In this high tension, no one dared to make any unnecessary noise, and everyone focused their attention on the other person.
After a brief pause, the masked man rushed towards Han Fei with a black box. Compared to the woman, Han Fei was a greater threat.
The man was very fast, and it looked like he had been professionally trained. After closing the distance, he directly aimed the black box in his hand at Han Fei and threw it away!
The black box seemed to be a magician's prop box. The lid of the box was opened in mid-air, but there seemed to be nothing inside.
The tip of his nose moved slightly, and Han Fei suddenly smelled a pungent smell, and then he felt severe pain in his eyes...
"What's in the box?"
At the last moment when his eyes were closed, Han Fei saw the masked man take out a sharp knife from under his suit. He knew that now was the most dangerous time, but his eyes seemed to be pricked by needles and he could not open them again.
There was a weak meow in his ears. It was too late for Han Fei to escape now. He couldn't even see the road clearly. Running for his life in a hurry would only cause confusion and leave his back to the enemy holding a sharp knife.
Holding his breath, Han Fei raised his arms, and in the blink of an eye, the masked man rushed in front of him.
The sharp knife slashed downwards, and Han Fei heard the cold wind.
He endured the severe pain and opened his eyes a crack, but the sharp knife was almost touching his neck.
The meat in his belly was burning, and when life and death were at stake, Han Fei's body reacted on its own.
The blade fell, his head dodged to one side, and the blade slid past his face.
The bright blade reflected Han Fei's face. He used the blade as a mirror. After seeing himself between life and death and escaping a fatal blow, Han Fei's instinct seemed to have completely awakened.
When the masked man was about to withdraw his strength for the second blow, Han Fei's arms wrapped around the other man's arms like a giant python preying on prey. He couldn't see it, so he simply pulled the other man closer to his arms.
Close combat, hand-to-hand combat.
Han Fei forgot what he had learned in the past, but the moves he used were all the most dangerous killing moves. All attack methods and attack positions had only one goal, which was to kill the opponent in the shortest time.
Such killing skills require countless training and rich actual combat before they can be trained to perfection, and Han Fei already has all of this.
The masked man never expected that he would miss. The sickly man in ordinary clothes in front of him actually dodged his attack without being seen, and even used such terrifying professional fighting skills.
Many opportunities only come once. He had the first move and the advantage, but as he was being closely guarded by Han Fei, the opportunity had already passed into Han Fei's hands.
Unlike the masked man, Han Fei knows one thing very well, whether he has amnesia or not. If he wants to get out of despair, he must seize every opportunity!
The fist flew out like a cannonball and hit the mask directly.
Han Fei strikes very hard and continuously. As long as the opponent finds a loophole, he must hit him until the opponent loses the ability to resist.
To be soft on a perverted murderer is to brutally punch the victim one after another. The masked man probably suffered a severe concussion and head injury. He couldn't even hold the knife steady and fell to the ground.
Han Fei, whose eyesight had still not recovered, did not dare to be careless. He broke the man's wrist with great skill.
Listening to the harsh sound of broken bones, Han Fei's heartstrings seemed to be touched. This unpleasant sound reminded him of some beautiful memories.
"Have I ever done anything like this?"
His eyes hurt, so Han Fei had to strike hard, and he couldn't give his opponent a chance to counterattack.
The masked man didn't even say a complete sentence and was already unconscious. The white mask he was wearing was smashed by Han Fei, and blood seeped out from the gaps between the mask and his face.
"What's in your box? Is there an antidote?" Han Fei slapped the other person's cheek, but unfortunately the man couldn't say a word.
Enduring the sting in his eyes, Han Fei tried his best to move back and prepare to leave. He didn't want to have anything to do with the woman in front of him.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" The woman wearing glasses took off her high heels and walked toward Han Fei while holding on to the wall: "Thank you for saving me."
A woman looks sweet and lovely, and can easily arouse the protective desire of others.
"Go home quickly." Han Zhifei's eyes hurt more and more. In his current state, walking alone on the street,
He probably won't survive tonight.
"How about you go back with me? I'll help you deal with the eye injury. Those liquids may cause you to lose your sight." The woman was very worried about Han Fei. When Han Fei closed his eyes again, she lightly touched her arm.
Lift gently.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of electricity penetrated Han Fei's body, and Han Fei, who had not yet recovered, was stunned to the ground.
The last thing he saw was the woman pulling out the car that had been hidden in advance from the garbage pile.
"It looks like we have to take them back in two batches."
Opening his eyes drowsily, Han Fei felt that his eyelids were no longer so painful. He wanted to get up, but found that he was chained to the wall and his clothes had been lost.
"Are you awake?" The woman sat next to her with her chin in her hands. There were various men's clothes piled behind her.
Han Fei stared at the woman's face. He felt that the woman was definitely someone in his memory, but he just couldn't name her. It was precisely because of this sense of familiarity that Han Fei, who suffered from "persecution delusion", felt that the woman was someone he remembered.
The woman doesn't have much defense, and her instinct seems not to think that the other person will hurt her.
"Tell me, where is Dong Yi?" The woman took off her glasses and wiped the lenses: "In most cases, I only want the park points and not kill anyone."
"I don't know what the score is, but I feel that you are very familiar. We should have known each other before..." Han Fei stared at the woman with all his strength: "Have you ever liked me?"
The woman who was wiping the lenses stopped, and the expression on her face was very wonderful: "It seems that you have lived enough."
"I have lost my memory and have forgotten many things in the past, but the first time I saw you, I felt like we had known each other before, so I went to save you." Han Fei told the truth: "I know that in that situation,
There must be something wrong with a woman deliberately walking into an alley, and your acting skills with sprained feet are a bit unnatural. You feel like a third-tier actor who has not understood the essence of acting and can only deceive laymen."
"You knew I had a problem, and you came after me to save me? You made me laugh." The woman put on her glasses again and put a few pills into the cup.
"The doctor said that I have persecution delusions, but I feel that I should be able to predict death. When you came close to me, I did not feel scared or scared. This is the second reason why I am willing to save you." Han
Fei's hands were chained, but the strange thing was that even in this situation, he still didn't feel scared. Instead, he had a strange sense of accomplishment that he had realized someone else's dream.
"Persecution paranoia? Prediction of death? Amnesia? Where are you stacking buffs here?" The woman walked up to Han Fei holding the cup of drugged water. She stared at Han Fei's face carefully: "Young Master
Try to get close to me, if you are not willing to tell me where the points are, then tell me what your last words are?"
After being silent for a long time, Han Fei still couldn't think of anything. He shook his head, and then begged very seriously: "Don't kill my cat, okay?"
"Gone?"
"I really lost my memory. I don't remember anything. I just rescued that cat today."
"Do you know that you almost beat a man to death just now? You even took off his arms. The method was extremely cruel. How would a guy like you save a cat?" The woman didn't believe what Han Fei said at all.
She put the drugged glass of water to Han Fei's mouth: "Don't you think I won't kill you? Come on, take the medicine and let me see..."
Before the woman finished speaking, Han Fei lowered his head and started drinking heavily. He was really thirsty.
"Is there more? Can you give me some more water?"
Looking at Han Fei's face, the woman looked at the empty cup again: "You are quite happy. I suspect you are gambling with your life. But then again, why am I still reluctant to kill you? I kind of want to kill you.
You will be imprisoned here and tortured every day."
Standing up, the woman poured another glass of water: "Do you really not know the park points? But if you didn't receive the invitation letter from the park, how could you have the park's clown mask in your backpack?"
"I don't remember..." Han Fei drank the second glass of water, pursed his lips, and looked at the woman's face:
"Can you tell me your name? Maybe this will help me remember who you are more quickly."
"My name is Li Guo'er, a wanted criminal on the run." The woman looked at Han Fei with a smile: "Are you scared?"
This chapter has been completed!