Han Fei became famous.
A comedian made a name for himself by appearing in thriller movies.
He was so angry that he didn't even realize it.
"Han Fei is there!"
When Han Fei appeared at the window, the reporters downstairs immediately recognized him. Some were filming with their mobile phones downstairs, while others directly entered the shooting location.
In order to prevent those reporters from destroying the set, Director Jiang quickly left the apartment building with Han Fei and came to the open space outside.
"If you have any questions, please ask them one by one. Don't be anxious."
Director Jiang and the field staff maintained order at the scene. After Han Fei came downstairs, he first glanced outside the family home, then ignored the reporters and went straight to the street.
"Quick! Keep up!"
The reporters and some self-media friends took pictures with various tools. Han Fei didn't care. He walked through the crowd and came to the group of victims' families.
"Old man, blessed enemy..."
Han Fei just walked over. Before he could say anything, his arms were tightly grasped by the old man.
After ten years of waiting, the real murderer was finally caught.
At this time, the old man's eyes were red and he couldn't say a word. He just grabbed Han Fei. I don't know why the old man always felt that he could see the shadow of his child in Han Fei.
"We have all seen the police announcement. Thank you, Han Fei." Gu Ye's sister, Cui Tianci's parents, Xiao Qing's brother, and the victims' family members all gathered around.
Han Fei was moved by their gratitude. Perhaps the reason why those lonely souls in the haunted house did not disappear is because there are still people who still remember them in the world.
Humans are really complex creatures. Some people take pleasure in killing their own kind, while others pursue the murderer for ten years at all costs for their loved ones.
Many family members of the victims cried. Only they know how much pressure and pain they have endured in the past ten years.
Han Fei didn't know how to comfort everyone. He stood among the crowd, but what he thought about was the ghosts in the apartment building.
"If we can take them out of the game and let them meet their families..."
An idea appeared quietly, as if a seed fell into Han Fei's heart. He was not aware of his changes yet, but was just experiencing everything silently.
Han Fei did not ask for the thank-you gift given to him by the victim's family, but only took away a banner.
Later, when reporters gathered around him to ask questions, he did not take credit, but gave most of the credit to the police and Meng Changxi.
The reason for pushing it to the police was that the police did play a key role. The reason for pushing it to Meng Changxi was because Han Fei felt that Meng Changxi had suffered too much misfortune and should be compensated.
Looking at the flashes and lenses, Han Fei felt a little dizzy. He still wasn't used to it.
"Everyone, our movie is currently being filmed. I'm afraid I won't be able to give a proper interview now. When the movie is released in the future, you will have plenty of opportunities to ask questions."
Han Fei found an excuse to escape and returned to the apartment building as if he was running for his life.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Han Fei found Long Jie and Director Jiang looking at him with smiles.
"Is something wrong with you?"
"We just didn't expect that such a cold and professional actor like you would have such a cute side." Director Jiang couldn't help but laugh: "Han Fei, you will gradually get used to this in the future."
"The popularity of the case has risen very quickly. Now we can even save money on buying hot searches." Long Jie held up her mobile phone: "You should remove the promotional materials and posters you shot before as soon as possible and replace them with Han Fei as the protagonist.
Yes, don’t waste time, it must be done today.”
Long Jie left with great satisfaction. Director Jiang took Han Fei to the second floor: "Now no one will think that you can't be the protagonist anymore. After you conquer the audience with your acting skills, your path will be better in the future."
Go wider and wider, and the future will be limitless.”
Director Jiang asked Han Fei to apply makeup first, and when all the staff were in place, he first shot a short film for Han Fei alone, and then asked Han Fei to shoot a movie poster.
In the moment of alternating light and darkness, Meng Changan and Meng Changxi stood back to back.
Meng Changxi, half of his face disfigured, stood in the shadows. He endured the pain and was regarded as a monster by everyone, but in the deepest despair, he still clung to the ray of light in his heart.
Behind Meng Changxi, the handsome Meng Changan stood in the sun. He was enjoying the respect and praise of everyone, but the most chilling smile appeared on his face.
Twin flowers, flowers that bloom in the deepest darkness.
The script was basically finalized, and Han Fei was eager to go home and play games. After filming, he refused to eat with everyone and hurried back to his home alone.
After running around all day, even though his physical strength was much better than before, he still couldn't hold on anymore.
After eating something casually, Han Fei lay on the bed.
"Today is indeed a memorable day for me. My dream suddenly came true."
Turning on his phone, Han Fei saw various reports on the Internet, and finally clicked on his social platform.
In one afternoon, without any publicity at all, his fans increased a lot.
Maybe it's because he didn't spend money to recharge his membership. Some people thought he was a fake account and left various messages in the comment area. However, the Xinhu police directly came out and said that this was Han Fei.
Later on, the style of painting became fresh and refined, and the entire comment section was devoted to discussing the human body mosaic pattern. Those who didn’t know better might have thought that this was a platform account for internal communication within the police.
"Which actor is like me and the comment section is all about theorizing about the murderer?"
Looking at the various pictures blocked by the system in the comment area, Han Fei thought it would be better to post the news and say that he was an actor.
He clicked on his cell phone photo album, hoping to find some interesting photos to post, but after searching for a long time, he finally accepted his fate. He was usually a very boring person.
When Han Fei was about to exit the photo album on his phone, his eyes suddenly glanced at a very ordinary photo, in which he was lying on the bed wearing a gaming helmet.
When he first saw this photo, Han Fei didn't feel anything, but just a second later, the blood flow all over his body accelerated, and his hair stood up in fear!
"impossible!"
Sitting up from the bed, Han Fei grabbed the fruit knife on the table and looked at his room warily.
The photo was taken on the second night after getting the gaming helmet. He was pretty sure that he was the only one at home that night, but if he was the only one at home, who was holding his phone and pointing it at him while he was playing games?
Did you take a photo?
"Someone broke into my house! Just when I logged into the game for the second time!"
Holding a fruit knife, Han Fei turned on all the lights in the room and checked all the blind spots in the room.
"There's no one in the house."
Standing in the middle of the living room, Han Fei stared at the photo, and slowly he discovered something even stranger.
In the photo, there seems to be a dark shadow drilling into the gaming helmet.
This chapter has been completed!