The woman in the wedding dress is still alive. Yinglong sees a crisis in it, but Han Fei sees an opportunity in it.
The other party can join forces with the paper shop manager, which can also be his helper.
He knows nothing about Death Tower now and needs a guide who knows about it. The Wedding Dress Woman is a very good choice.
"Yinglong, if she comes here again next time, you must find ways to stabilize her. This customer is very important to us."
After explaining the fire dragon, Han Fei walked to the shelf again, where a piece of white wax was lit on the lampstand.
Han Fei didn't speak either, just silently listening to the wails and confessions of the human face on the white wax.
When the candle was half burned, Han Fei blew out the fire: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you don't obey me, you probably won't even be able to make a candle."
As a store manager, Han Fei has always made clear rewards and punishments.
After checking various goods in the store and giving a brief training to the clerks, Han Fei exited the game directly in the convenience store's warehouse.
After taking off the gaming helmet, Han Fei no longer had the strength to move.
The early morning sunlight shone into the house through the gaps in the curtains, and Han Fei enjoyed this moment of tranquility and relaxation.
"It's great to live another day."
Falling into a deep sleep, Han Fei didn't know how long he slept until there was a knock on the door.
Before he opened his eyes, his hand had subconsciously grabbed the swing stick under the pillow. When he regained consciousness, his body had already made the best posture to defend against the enemy.
"Han Fei! Han Fei!"
The voices of Li Xue and another plainclothes man came from outside the door. Their knocking became more and more urgent. If he didn't open the door, Han Fei felt that they would probably break in directly.
"Here we come!" Opening the door, Han Fei looked at the heavily armed Li Xue and the other two policemen, and was a little confused: "What happened?"
"It's already ten o'clock. It's been an hour since the agreed time. We thought you had an accident." Seeing that Han Fei was fine, the police outside the door were all relieved: "Huang Ying was attacked again last night. The other party
He was once a patient treated by Huang Ying. During the treatment process, Huang Ying personally advanced some medical expenses because of the poor condition of the other person's family. It is reasonable to say that he was kind to the other person. But who knew that after the other person's condition worsened,
How could he be so easily bewitched by butterflies and target Huang Ying?"
"Huang Ying was attacked again?" Han Fei felt that Butterfly was really anxious. He sabotaged the opponent's plan over and over again in the deep world. Last night, he also smashed Butterfly's conspiracy in Animal Alley. The hatred between the two sides became bigger and bigger. Butterfly
He also paid more and more attention to him and Huang Ying.
"You should also pay attention to safety recently. The butterfly's actions have become more and more frequent and crazy. It feels like it is gradually losing its rationality." Li Xue's face was solemn: "A super criminal who has completely fallen into madness can no longer simply use the danger level.
Let’s divide it.”
"I can probably guess why it went crazy." Han Fei's words attracted the attention of the police.
"Do you know why?"
"I have seen a ghost many times in the building where the spider lives. The ghost is most likely a butterfly. As it gets closer and closer to me, I slowly see its appearance clearly." Han Fei
Explain in detail the appearance of the reader described by the spider.
When a normal person sees a ghost appearing around them and getting closer and closer, they will never observe the ghost as carefully as Han Fei did. Listening to Han Fei's description, the police felt that Han Fei was indeed quite powerful in some respects.
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After collecting all the portrait information, Li Xue compared it with the database. No one matched Han Fei's description. However, the police still attached great importance to the information provided by Han Fei and planned to restore the character in depth before conducting a search.
Because he still had to film, Han Fei didn't stay in the room for too long. After casually washing up, he took a police car and rushed directly to the northern suburbs of Xinhu.
When Han Fei arrived, several other actors had already started filming.
Director Zhang also knew that Han Fei did not have the habit of working overtime, and the possibility of encountering danger would increase at night, so he tried his best to arrange Han Fei's scenes during the day.
Today's first scene was originally a chase and fight between Han Fei and Bai Xian, but because Han Fei was late, it had to be postponed.
When they saw Han Fei coming out of the police car, the staff at the scene also expressed their understanding. Han Fei appeared to be an actor, but in fact he might be a private detective. Many staff even suspected that Han Fei was an insider for the police and filming was just a hobby.
Apologizing, Han Fei found Director Zhang.
Director Zhang, who has always been known for his strict demands on actors, when he saw Han Fei's haggard appearance, not only did he not reprimand him, but he took the initiative to find the police to discuss Han Fei's appearance.
He said that Han Fei was his actor and had to cooperate appropriately with the investigation, etc., which made Han Fei very embarrassed. He really didn't dare to say that he played games all night when he was so tired.
"Han Fei, you should go and take a rest first, have a good sleep and adjust your condition." Director Zhang felt very uncomfortable when he saw that Han Fei didn't even have an agent and was alone everywhere. Actor, why didn't you find out earlier?
"No need, I can handle it."
"I'm the director, you listen to me." Director Zhang asked his assistant to take Han Fei to the temporary resting place, and planned to wait until the afternoon to shoot Han Fei's scenes.
Entering the lounge, Han Fei saw other actors reciting scripts. He did not disturb them, walked to the bed in the corner, hid the stick in his sleeve, and fell asleep directly.
"I'm so big-hearted that I ran into the crew to sleep." Xiaotong, a former idol singer, is about the same age as Han Fei. He is much more famous than Han Fei, and his fan base is not at the same level. However, among the crew of "Suspense Novelist", But he has been suppressed by Han Fei.
They were both late, so Director Zhang told him directly in front of many people. As a result, Han Fei was late now. Director Zhang not only did not criticize him, but also took the initiative to let Han Fei go to rest first.
Comparing people to each other is infuriating. The child silently memorized the script, but his heart became increasingly unbalanced.
He feels that he is much better than Han Fei. It can even be said that Han Fei and he are completely incomparable. Although they are the same age, he is much better than Han Fei in terms of family background, number of fans, commercial value, appearance, and taste. , at least he thinks so.
"Is his acting skills really that good?" Xiaotong glanced at Han Fei, but ultimately did not walk over, but left with the script.
When the door closed, Han Fei's closed eyes suddenly opened: "Isn't it a child? Who else will the butterfly bewitch to attack me? A staff member? Or some other stranger?"
At around one o'clock in the afternoon, Han Fei walked out of the house, started eating, and then entered the dressing room to touch up his makeup.
Director Zhang kindly wanted to let Han Fei sleep a little longer, so he scheduled Han Fei's scenes until the evening.
When the sun was about to go down, Han Fei entered the shooting location with makeup on. He kept looking for the butterfly. Unfortunately, the other party seemed to know Han Fei's mentality.
The more you look for it, the less likely it will appear. It will wait until Han Fei is most relaxed and careless before approaching.
"Beast Alley was destroyed, and the spider who knew Butterfly's past was reborn. Butterfly will definitely be anxious now. It has attacked Huang Ying twice, and it is very likely that it will attack me next."
Han Fei memorized the faces of all the staff. With his super memory, he could remember the face and name of anyone who appeared next to Han Fei once.
In the past, Han Fei lived in his own world, closed in, fearful of society, and didn't interact with others at all.
Now he will care about anyone around him, after all, the other person might be a perverted murderer who wants to kill him.
At six o'clock in the evening, the sun had already set, the faint sound of wind chimes was ringing in the building, and Han Fei was about to start filming the last scene of the day.
Han Fei, who plays the writer, has successfully killed the college student played by Xiaotong. He needs to choose one of the twenty-five corpse hiding methods recorded in "The Butcher's House" to hide the college student's body.
Just when the body was hidden, Bai Xian, who played the doctor, began to doubt the writer, and a fierce chase and fight began.
This scene is the first climax of "The Suspense Novelist". All the staff members cheered up. After debugging various equipment, they entered their respective positions.
Han Fei and other actors have also arrived.
Looking around, Han Fei saw a strange figure among the crowd.
Behind Bai Xian, there was a man wearing exactly the same clothes as Bai Xian. He seemed to be a new stuntman.
The value of his existence is to replace Bai Xian in completing several dangerous shots.
As Director Zhang issued the order, the building instantly became quiet, and an inexplicable and uneasy atmosphere began to spread in the building. This atmosphere was what Director Zhang was pursuing, but it was not created by him.
A strange odor quietly emerged in the air. The source could not be found, but it was real.
The wind chimes on the fourth floor swayed gently, and the intermittent sound of the wind chimes seemed to be a child smiling strangely.
The night wind blew into the building, and the black cloths covering the shrines on the stairs swayed slightly. The "god" hidden in the damp corner seemed to open his eyes at this moment.