Chapter 408: The Disappearing Plastic Surgery Hospital
"If it's eight o'clock in the evening, time is a bit tight, so I'll try my best to participate."
Han Fei didn't care who came, he just wanted to play games without disturbing him.
"Then I'll take it as your promise?" Director Zhang's assistant breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Han Fei would refuse.
This young actor is good at everything, but he is different from normal actors. Other actors would like to walk on the red carpet every day and attend events to increase their exposure, but he is good. Apart from filming, he helps the police solve crimes.
If he was forced to solve murder cases in order to make a living before, Assistant Director Zhang felt that Han Fei now acted bravely only because of his interest and love.
In fact, not only him, but other staff members on the shooting scene also thought so.
"Teacher Han, I have already reported your information. Have you considered joining any company recently?" Assistant Director Zhang came to Han Fei's side: "If not, don't worry now. After you win the award, your net worth will definitely skyrocket.
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"I have no intention of joining a company. I am an actor just because I can only act."
"The criminals you caught probably don't think so." Director Zhang's assistant accidentally said what was on his mind and quickly changed the subject: "Before the event starts, I will inform you again. Director Zhang knows that you don't have an agent.
So if you have anything, you can contact me directly."
After saying that, he trotted away, as if his soul would be sucked away if he stayed with Han Fei for too long: "I am obviously much older than him, but why do I always feel panicked when I talk to him?"
?I have seen a lot of A-list celebrities before, but their temperament seems completely different from Han Fei's."
Looking at the retreating figure of Assistant Director Zhang, Han Fei shook his head: "Why did this big brother say what he said in his heart again? Am I so intimidating in the eyes of the staff? Or is it some of the talents I gained in the game?
, has it vaguely affected the people around me?”
Riding back to the old city, Han Fei tried to use his talents and abilities in the game on the road, but unfortunately he only attracted kind and caring looks from passers-by.
Before entering the community, Han Fei saw a face that he least wanted to see. The leader of his former company came running over again with Acheng.
"Are you done? Are you here to visit my thatched cottage?" Han Fei said very rudely. He had no good impression of the leader.
"Han Fei, don't think that after filming with Director Zhang, you have the confidence to do this to us..." Before Acheng could finish his words, Han Fei had already walked past him.
"You!" Han Fei's attitude made Acheng very unhappy. Now that Han Fei is doing better, the more jealous he feels. He feels that originally all this should belong to him. If Han Fei hadn't taken the leading role from him,
He must be the one filming with Director Zhang now, and he must be the artist being competed for by major companies.
Anger suddenly surged into his head, and he grabbed Han Fei's shoulder, but when his palm was about to fall on Han Fei's left shoulder, his wrist and palm were directly grabbed by Han Fei.
The last move came first, Han Fei's hands were like iron pliers, Acheng couldn't even move.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Let go! Let go!" Acheng grinned and tried to grab Han Fei's face with his other hand.
Han Fei took a small step back, then pulled hard, and Acheng lost his balance and fell to his knees.
"If your mouth is half as clean as your clothes, you won't be knocked down today." Han Fei grabbed the crying Acheng and turned to look at the leader coldly: "I hope you can understand something.
This matter has always been about not you giving me a chance, but me giving you a chance."
After he finished speaking, he threw Acheng on the ground casually: "You take good care of your hands. Remember to take care of your mouth in the future."
Striding away, Han Fei didn't want these little bastards to affect his mood for playing games.
"Fuck! How dare you hit an actor in the street! After all, I have more than one million fans! Han Fei! This matter is not over!" After Han Fei walked away, Acheng got up from the ground and shouted several times towards the corridor.
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"Okay, it seems that he is really unwilling to cooperate with us." The leader returned to the car with gloomy eyes.
"I really don't understand why you have to come to him. That man has something to do with the murderer, and he will get into big trouble sooner or later!" Acheng stood outside the car, covering his hands. The place where Han Fei grabbed him was already purple.
Already.
"It's the film festival soon. If there's an actor in the company who can compete for awards, I won't come to him." The man raised the temperature in the car: "Drive! It's useless to throw money at a bunch of guys who can't hold up the wall with mud.
, you’re just causing trouble for me.”
Before Acheng got into the car, the man asked the driver to drive away. He sat in the car without looking back or looking at Acheng, who was still standing there stupidly.
"If you don't want to help me, then you can't even think about it. It's easier to destroy someone than to cultivate someone."
The man took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "I heard that Director Zhang's "The Suspense" is about to be filmed. When they start promoting it, you will play the victim's family and start targeting Han Fei in all directions. It would be best if you can
Force the crew of "The Suspense" to delete Han Fei's part, since I heard he is just a minor supporting role."
"Don't worry, we have made arrangements. This time it will definitely be a fatal blow! He will never be able to hang out in the entertainment group!" A thin man's voice came from the phone: "By the way, the big boss recently
There is a lot of anger there. It seems that the company's initial layout in "Perfect Life" has been ruined by someone else, and now he seems to hope that you can go back and take charge of the work there."
"What does it mean to finish it all in one pot? Isn't "Perfect Life" a healing game?"
"Last night, two of our top accounts were maliciously killed. We still don't know how the other party killed them. After dawn, we contacted other studios and prepared to investigate the murderer, but the murderer appeared again.
Oh, he killed all our talented seed accounts!" The thin male voice contained suppressed anger.
"Did you offend someone?"
"How can we offend people without even leaving the Novice Village? Now everyone is racing against time to upgrade and develop, but in the end, we were targeted by this perverted murderer."
"After the film festival ends, I will go back to the head office. You can find the murderer yourself first." The man looked at the icon on his sleeve. The head office is a large entertainment company that involves all aspects of the industry, and film and television is just one of them.
The vehicle drove directly back to the Smart New City. The man walked out of the underground garage of his community and was waiting for the elevator. A painter stopped beside him, seemingly also waiting for the elevator.
"What bad luck."
Taking out the silk scarf from his pocket, the man covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps to the side.
After a while the elevator arrived, and the worker carrying a bucket of red paint entered the elevator car.
The man frowned and hesitated for a while before reluctantly entering the elevator.
After the elevator started, the man straightened his collar in front of the bright elevator door, completely ignoring the painter standing in the corner.
"Are you Mr. Butterfly who lives in Garden No. 24?"
A voice came from behind the man, and the painter suddenly spoke and said something incomprehensible.
Exhaling a breath of turbid gas, the man didn't bother to talk to the painter. He just felt that the painter had entered the elevator, causing the whole elevator to smell like paint.
"May I ask you are……"
"We found the wrong person!" The man waved his hand impatiently. He covered his nose and glanced at the painter with a frown: "Are you new? Who asked you to bring paint into the elevator! It's getting worse and worse.
That’s right!”
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. It's my first time in this relatively high-end community and I don't understand the rules." The painter apologized repeatedly, and his attitude could even be described as humble.
The man seemed to feel that there was no need to argue with this kind of person. He turned his head again and his eyes accidentally glanced at the elevator display screen. The numbers on it made him stunned for a moment.
"Twenty-fourth floor?"
The elevators in the smart city area are indeed very fast, but he felt that after entering the elevator, he just casually said a few words to the painter, and his home was not on the 24th floor.
The mirror-like elevator door opened, and outside was the corridor on the twenty-fourth floor. The man had never been to this floor before. He looked at the empty corridor, and his mind was a little confused for a while.
Is that the painter coming to this floor?
He didn't go out, but pressed the floor he wanted to go to, and then looked back at the painter.
As he turned back, he saw the painter in the corner staring at him through the bright and smooth elevator car wall.
Without any reason, the painter looked straight at his back.
Goosebumps appeared on the back of the man's neck, but he didn't think much about it. The people who could enter the community were all people who had gone through multiple checks by the brain and whose citizen information was rated B or above in all aspects.
"Do you want to go down here?" The man made way.
The painter shook his head: "I thought you were going to be under this layer."
"Me?" The man's mind was all about the company, and now he felt something was wrong.
Unfortunately, the elevator doors have been closed at this time. The elevators in the high-end residential areas of Smart New City all use automatic face recognition. If the owner does not have a voice request or manual button pressing after entering the elevator, it will automatically send the owner to the floor where his or her room is located. If there are many people
When the time comes, it will also reasonably arrange the most efficient transportation plan.
The elevator started again, and the man slowly realized that something was not right with the painter next to him. The painter's posture had not changed since he entered the elevator. He had been standing in the same position. In addition to the strong smell of paint, he seemed to have a bad smell.
, just like something is rotten.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, the man also saw a half-broken string at the painter's ankle.
The rope was made of old material and didn't match the painter's clothes at all.
"Is this your first time here?"
"kindness."
"Where did you work before?"
"I was helping relatives in a plastic surgery hospital, but later they killed someone and the hospital closed down." The painter's words were normal, but in the closed elevator, after hearing the painter's words, the man always felt sick in his heart.
He decisively stopped the conversation, and the elevator quickly stopped.
This time there was no problem with the elevator and it stopped on the seventeenth floor, where the man lived.
Looking at the corridor outside, the man immediately walked out.
When the elevator door closed, he quietly glanced into the elevator again. The painter was still staring at him, and there seemed to be something like hair in the paint bucket he was holding.
"Did I see it wrong?" The man walked to the door of his house, and when he was about to open the door, he noticed something strange again.
There was a medical disposable shoe cover thrown in front of his door. The shoe cover looked dirty and seemed to have been used for a long time.
"What are these things?" The man kicked the shoe cover aside, and when the shoe cover rolled, a child's shoe fell out.
The shoes were small and pure white. After staring at them for a long time, I felt very uncomfortable.
"Ever since I met that Han Fei, nothing seems to go well for me."
He stopped caring about the shoe covers, used the code to unlock the door, and was about to enter the house when he suddenly heard a sound, and the elevator door that had been closed seemed to open again.
Not daring to think too much, the man immediately entered his house.
"Why do you get off work so late every day lately? Are you carrying me home to find your wife again?" A delicate voice came from the living room, and a woman came over in pajamas.
"Something happened." The man took off his coat that was stained with the smell of paint and went directly into the bathroom.
"What's your attitude? Am I not even qualified to ask you?" The woman picked up the coat on the floor and chased her into the bathroom.
The man rinsed his face with warm water. When he looked up in the mirror, he suddenly found that his young and beautiful girlfriend's face was covered with stitching marks and expanding pinholes.
"Bang!"
His hands failed to support his body and he almost fell to the ground.
The woman held her coat in her hands, her face full of surprise and confusion: "Why are you so crazy?"
Turning around, the man looked at his girlfriend's face and found that she was still as beautiful as before, with breakable skin and delicate facial features, just like a Barbie doll.
"It's okay, it's okay. I may be too tired recently." The man waved his hands and locked himself in the study alone.
"I'm still asking you questions!" The woman knocked on the study door for a long time, but the man didn't open it. She angrily threw the man's coat on the ground.
With a soft sound, the woman discovered that a child's shoe fell out of the man's coat pocket. The shoe was pure white.
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Han Fei returned to his rental house. It was still some time before twelve o'clock in the morning. He was not in a hurry to log in to the game. Instead, he turned on his mobile phone and checked his account balance.
Director Zhang's work was very efficient. After the new contract was signed, the additional film remuneration was directly transferred to Han Fei's account.
Looking at the numbers in the card, Han Fei thought of his neighbors in the Dead Building and Xingfu Community. For Han Fei's sake, they were willing to risk their lives to pass through the plastic surgery hospital and enter the paradise area.
Without the help of his neighbors, Han Fei would not have been able to gain enough reputation in a short period of time.
"It's better to use this money to help their families. It can also increase my moral character."
Before the film remuneration was just paid, Han Fei called the police and asked them to contact the families of the victims and use the money to help the families of the victims who were really in trouble.
The police greatly praised Han Fei's ideological consciousness. In fact, Han Fei also wanted to break through the 100 points for his moral virtue so that he could upgrade his shrine, so he refused the police's public commendation and only told the family members of the victims his name. If you have any questions,
If you have any difficulties, you can contact him.
After the transfer was completed, Han Fei turned on his computer and mobile phone and started studying.
As a professional actor, if Han Fei wants to play the role of hatred in a plastic surgery hospital, he will definitely perfect it in all aspects.
While he was learning about plastic surgery, he began to search for murder cases related to plastic surgery.
At about 11 o'clock in the evening, Han Fei was surprised to find that there used to be a very powerful plastic surgery hospital in the outer suburbs of Xinhu. Then from a certain period of time, there was suddenly no information about that hospital on the Internet.
The reason why Han Fei was able to find clues about the hospital was entirely because he used some special methods taught to him by Feng Ziyu.
After an in-depth search, Han Fei discovered that this hospital was actually funded and built by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. At that time, the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical often visited there.