The music box in the chairman's building of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical also appeared fourteen years ago. After confirmation by Li Xue's teacher, it should be the same music box.
Knowing the past of the music box, you will feel very ironic when you look at the sentence below the music box.
The singing in this music box did not bring excitement and happiness to others, but instead turned him into a monster spreading misfortune.
No one knows what happened to the singing voice, and all the changes are a mystery.
Everyone related to the music box has died, and since the deceased’s relatives voluntarily gave up, the case has been dropped.
The reason why Teacher Li Xue can remember so clearly is because he has memorized all the murder cases in Xinhu in the past twenty years in order to identify the cases committed by Butterfly.
This old gentleman himself is also very special. There is almost no information about him on the Internet, but even the captain of the Xinhu Criminal Investigation Brigade will lower his profile and be respectful when meeting him.
He does not have a specific position, and few people know about his past experience. Han Fei only knows one thing now: the old man has spent his life with butterflies, and even if he dies, he will drag the butterflies into the coffin with him.
After getting what he wanted, Han Fei didn't stay long. After dealing with the police's questions, he left with the psychological assistance therapy device.
Tonight is the night of soul rebirth, and he must cherish every second before dark.
Back at Jin Jun's residence, senior paparazzi Jin Junzheng was chatting with Zhuang Ren about entertainment industry gossip. After Jin Jun learned Zhuang Ren's true identity, he was shocked from ear to ear. He didn't expect that he would still be able to see that year in his lifetime.
Zhuang Ren, the king of bad movies.
Jin Jun wanted to dig out some gossip about the seniors in the world from Zhuang Ren. Zhuang Ren might rely on Jin Jun to enter the game, so he did not refuse and accidentally gave Jin Jun a big gift.
A sanctimonious senior in the world, but he plays very big in private. Jin Jun is like a hound that has smelled the scent of prey, his eyes are shining when he stares at Zhuang Ren.
"Did you have a good time chatting?"
"Brother Han, you are really my lucky star. You have helped me a lot this time." Jin Jun was originally planning to help Han Fei, but he did not expect that he would become the biggest beneficiary. He stood more firmly on Han Fei's side.
aside.
"It doesn't matter whether we help or not, we are all friends." Han Fei took out the psychological auxiliary therapy device and motioned for Zhuang Ren to come over. He connected various lines according to the instructions and then asked Zhuang Ren to put it on: "Don't feel any psychological pressure.
, then you will appear in a room, and the room will change according to your mental state, relax and don't fight it."
Han Fei was now very worried that Zhuang Ren could not use the psychological auxiliary treatment device, so he kept staring at Zhuang Ren.
The indicator light came on and the device started normally, but what happened next was different from the instructions. Before Han Fei started psychological guidance, Zhuang Ren went directly into in-depth treatment. It felt like his consciousness and brain
The virtual worlds are attracting each other.
"What did the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical do to Zhuang Ren's brain?" Han Fei looked at the destroyed emotional therapy device in the black box and fell into deep thought.
Zhuang Ren's consciousness is different from that of normal people. It seems to be specially marked. This method of marking the soul is beyond Han Fei's knowledge.
In fact, Han Fei, who lives at the bottom of the old city, has no chance to come into contact with the most advanced technologies of today. He has only occasionally heard some very high-end words on the Internet.
"When will Director Zhuang wake up?" Jin Jun was also very nervous. He still had many questions that he had not yet clarified. Exploring gossip and tidbits is something that people like no matter in which era.
"I don't know either." Han Fei now only hopes that Zhuang Ren will not have any accidents.
After eating something at Jin Jun's house, Han Fei decided not to waste time anymore. He took out the Dead Tower game from the black box and started playing.
Jin Jun looked at the two "weirdos" in his living room and didn't dare to say more or ask more questions. He just stayed aside as if he was a guest.
Entering Building 4 of the Dead Building again, Han Fei seemed to be at odds with the creator of the Dead Building game. He specifically ran to the door god to trigger a dialogue.
What surprised him was that the door god seemed to be an NPC with memories. He actually remembered that Han Fei had been here before, and he offered Han Fei different conditions. He tried his best to seduce Han Fei, hoping that Han Fei could help him.
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Han Fei also wanted to help him, but there was no option to help him in the game.
Forced to quit the game, Han Fei triggered the warning for the second time. He just wanted to see what would happen after triggering the warning three times.
After the second warning, the clothes on Han Fei's game character had completely turned into blood. When he came to the door god again, the door god on the door had been torn into pieces, and his head was missing.
Han Fei tried to trigger the dialogue again, but as soon as he got close, the game character was directly killed by the door god.
The Dead Tower game was finally unified with the Dead Tower in the deep world, and Han Fei seemed to have no chance to trigger the third warning.
"I always feel that there is an invisible hand in the Dead Tower game. It is maintaining the operation of the game, just like the managers in the deep world. The bloody eyes I saw after triggering the warning should belong to the managers.
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Han Fei remembered that blood-red look. If he encounters a similar look next time, he can easily recognize the other person.
Unable to trigger the three warnings, Han Fei began to seriously explore Building 4, hoping to find more clues.
A few hours later, Han Fei discovered some useful information for him in the Dead Tower game.
Building No. 4 is different from other residential buildings in that it has a basement, and the stairs leading to the basement are locked by an iron door.
The "weirdos" in red are unique to Building 4. Ordinary residents seem to be invisible to them. To communicate with them, you must go through a special ceremony.
Han Fei once saw a child wearing bear pajamas among the weirdos in red. He must be the child of the woman in the wardrobe world. Han Fei has not forgotten his promise to the woman. He also wants to help reunite their mother and son within the scope of his ability.
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After repeatedly dying in the Death Tower game, Han Fei also discovered something strange. Every time a character dies in the Death Tower, there will be more death curses in the Death Tower. This is very strange.
The difficulty of the game will increase every time you die, which Han Fei had never thought of before.
"The Death Tower mini-game is constantly improving, collecting more death methods and death curses. Does this imply that the Death Tower in the deep world is also becoming more terrifying by collecting death?"
When playing games, time always flies by.
The sky outside the window turned dark unconsciously. At seven o'clock in the evening, when Han Fei and Jin Jun were about to forcefully unplug the power supply, Zhuang Ren finally woke up from the deep psychological treatment.
Through the transparent treatment device panel, Han Fei saw Zhuang Ren's wrinkled face.
"What did you see? Why did you wake up just now?"
"I was trapped in a room. That room seemed to be constructed based on my own shallow consciousness, and all the memories became some kind of images." Zhuang Ren took off the treatment device, and the fear on his face has not dissipated:
"I saw my eldest daughter become a handsome adventurer, my second daughter became a clingy cat, and my wife built the main body of our home with her body bones."
"Isn't this quite cozy?" Han Fei knew several basic functions of the psychological auxiliary therapy device, including interpreting and analyzing the user's shallow consciousness and building his own consciousness room for him.
"The key...my room was filled with blood, and there was blood everywhere, and the room kept expanding, as if it had no boundaries. I couldn't control my room at all, and gradually some of the blood began to appear that did not belong to my memory at all.
Something!" Zhuang Ren seemed to have swallowed a piece of ice, and his words were filled with a chill: "I seem to have other people's memories hidden in my mind!"
"You haven't been building the subconscious room for the past few hours, right?" Han Fei remembered that the instruction manual said that it only takes three to five minutes to build the room, but Zhuang Ren only took the first step and did it for almost five minutes.
Hours.
"Yes." Zhuang Ren nodded.
"What did you see in that bloody room?" Han Fei tried his best to make his words warmer. Zhuang Ren's situation was not right now. He was very nervous and scared.
"People, those who are about to die and those who are already dead, their limbs are everywhere, boundless, filling my room, and it is still expanding." Zhuang Ren covered his head with both hands, and the scene was full of light.
In retrospect, I feel very scary: "I feel like I am not in a room, but standing at the source of a sea of blood."
"The source of the sea of blood?" Han Fei also had to pass through a sea of blood when using his soul-calling ability. He was not sure if there was any connection between the two: "Then have you tried to communicate with those who are not dead yet? Ask one question
Ask them their names and past? You should also want to find out whose memory has been stuffed into your mind, right?"
"I asked, those half-dead people will only repeat the four words resurrection and eternal life." Zhuang Ren sat on the sofa, seeming to have lost all his strength: "I have never done anything extraordinary in my life, and there will be more thoughts in my head.
This thing should be related to the treatment device given to me by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical! Why would he do this?!"
"Don't worry, this is not necessarily a bad thing."
"Han Fei, you didn't see that scene, you don't know the horror and shock. My subconscious room is full of unknown dead people and people who are about to die. They all seem to be hidden in my mind!" Zhuang Ren
His hands became harder and harder, and his hair pulled at his scalp: "Yongsheng Pharmaceutical is a company whose purpose is immortality. There are currently two research directions on immortality. One is physical immortality, which is almost impossible, and the other is consciousness immortality.
, every unique consciousness is its own soul, and the people I see in my mind seem to be consciousnesses whose experiments have failed! Really, I seem to have heard someone say this, but I don’t remember who said it.”
"Immortality of consciousness?" For a bit actor like Han Fei, immortality of consciousness is too far away from him. Even if such technology does exist, he is not qualified to use it.
"I have heard of this. In the past, Immortality Pharmaceuticals pursued the goal of extending human lifespan and overcoming all the mysteries of the brain. Later, people from deep space technology found them, and the two giants began to cooperate in research on consciousness immortality." Jin Jun listened.
A similar message was given: “In their eyes, the human soul has been materialized.”
Zhuang Ren and Jin Jun's words greatly touched Han Fei. If what they said was true, then since the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical could hide his memory in Zhuang Ren's subconscious, he could also occupy Han Fei's consciousness and become
The new owner of his body.
Han Fei suddenly shuddered. He remembered what a scientist said many years ago. There is a phenomenon that is so obvious that it makes my hair stand on end. This is that our human nature has lagged far behind our science and technology.
"Butterfly has always wanted to get Zhuang Ren into the dead building, probably because he wanted to get the memories hidden in Zhuang Ren's subconscious."
Many scattered things were put together in this moment.
Zhuang Ren's wife and daughter were imprisoned in Room 4144. They used the statue that imprisoned Fu Sheng's memory fragments to summon the soul, hoping to recruit Zhuang Ren into Room 4144.
His wife and daughter correspond to Zhuang Ren, and the statue corresponds to the memories in Zhuang Ren’s mind that do not belong to him.
In order to get what they want, the butterfly works very hard.
"It seems that I can't bring Zhuang Ren into the deep world casually. I must be cautious." Looking at the watch on the wall, Han Fei walked to Zhuang Ren: "After midnight tonight, you will wear auxiliary therapy.
Yi, stay inside and face that part of the memory."
"Can I see my family in this way?" Zhuang Ren's expression changed: "Have my family also been made into fragments of consciousness? Also buried in the 'pile of corpses'?"
Shaking his head, Han Fei was about to say something when a noise suddenly came from a certain direction outside the window.
It seemed like something exploded. Although it was very far away from them, they could still hear it clearly.
The three people hurriedly walked to the window and saw flames rising into the sky from the smart city area.
"Is there an accident in the smart city?" Xinhu Smart City is a monument to modern urban construction. It is completely controlled by the intelligent brain. Normally, even traffic accidents do not occur, but today an accident actually occurred.
The firelight reflected the night sky red, and the virtual giant screen connecting the sky and the earth next to it was also affected. The huge number "3" was distorted in the firelight.
Only half an hour later, overwhelming videos and text messages appeared on the Internet. The fire broke out in the information database jointly managed by Deep Space Technology and Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, which contained a large amount of things related to "Perfect Life".
"There are only three days left before the server opens. Why did something happen at this time?" Jin Jun is a loyal fan of "Perfect Life". Only in that virtual world can he completely relax without worrying about being recognized by fans of various celebrities.
out.
The fire burned for an hour before it was extinguished. Han Fei kept staring at the flames. Looking at the churning fire, he remembered that the night he got the gaming helmet, the entire street where the helmet was sold was engulfed in fire.
"It's getting dark, tonight is the night of soul rebirth, it's time for the butterflies to take action, right?"