Chapter 470 It turns out that he is the truth (4000 monthly ticket)
A van was driving through the heavy rain. A male waiter who had met Han Fei once was sitting in the driver's seat. He drove the car carefully and occasionally glanced at Han Fei secretly through the rearview mirror.
After working on the street for more than ten years, the male waiter has met all kinds of people, but he has never met anyone as special as Han Fei.
When he puts on the clerk's uniform, he looks knowledgeable and polite; when he puts on Brother Snake's coat, he looks sinister and sinister, especially the ghost pattern on his body, which is suffocating just to look at.
"Drive your car well."
With his fingers tapping on the window frame, Han Fei closed his eyes and rested.
"Okay, okay." The male waiter briefly retracted his gaze, but he still couldn't help but look in the rearview mirror.
There were several gangsters sitting in the van. Except for the old lady in the passenger seat, the van was full of ruthless people on the road. Fights were commonplace. Normally, no one would obey anyone, but since Han Fei got in the van, everyone started to
He became very honest, and those who didn't know might have thought that a certain company was organizing team building.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit solemn, and no one dared to speak. Han Fei actually enjoyed the atmosphere. If everyone in the car was afraid of society, they would be very comfortable if they didn't disturb each other.
Half an hour later, the van drove to Shaheyuan. They turned off the lights in the van and slowly approached the residential area.
Late at night, Shaheyuan no longer looks clean and tidy, and there is a strangeness everywhere. It is more like a huge cemetery than a wealthy area.
"Do you need us to come with you?"
"Need not."
The male waiter was very positive, but Han Fei rejected him directly: "You stay here to take care of me, don't stay too far away from the old man, and don't get off the car casually."
Putting on his black raincoat, Han Fei took the parcel and entered Shaheyuan.
The gate was guarded by security guards during the day, but it became pitch black at night, with no one alive.
Moving forward, Han Fei discovered that there was a blood-red eye hidden in all the surveillance cameras near the community. As long as it found something moving, the eye would focus on the opponent.
“The design is quite user-friendly.”
With his extraordinary memory, Han Fei had memorized the locations of all surveillance cameras, and with the help of the heavy rain, he easily sneaked into the community.
"All buildings seem to be alive. The underground water veins are their blood vessels, connecting them into a whole."
As soon as they entered Shaheyuan, there was a strange noise coming from Han Fei's wishing jar, and the deceased was roaring in a low voice, as if he could no longer suppress the resentment in his heart.
"Just bear with me a little longer, and soon I will let you release all your grievances."
The shopping mall owner is still a respected philanthropist and entrepreneur, and he has the protection of a shrine, which means he has a golden body. But it won't be long before everyone in Shahe can see clearly the true face of the shopping mall owner.
At that time, it will be the mall owner's turn to pay off the debt.
Arriving at Area 9, as soon as Han Fei passed by, the corridor door opened by itself, as if it had been waiting for Han Fei.
Entering the corridor, there was an old man squatting on the dark steps. His face was pale and he looked a little scary.
"Uncle, I have found what you want." Not only did Han Fei not feel scared at this time, he was also a little proud inside.
He took out the cloth bag from under his raincoat and found a reunion photo of the old man's family.
Seeing the photo, the old man's face was full of surprise: "If you want to take the photo, you have to enter the well. That well condenses countless hatred and resentment. As long as you touch the water, you will be dragged in. How did you do that?"
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"It is indeed very dangerous." The figure of the chef flashed in Han Fei's mind: "I think I have someone to help me."
"Help me?" The old man nodded thoughtfully: "I thought you just wanted to find an excuse to get away, but I didn't expect you would actually bring the photos back."
"I will definitely do what I promised." Han Fei handed the photo to the old man, but the other party did not reach out to take it.
"This photo is extremely important to my family. I will thank you very much." The old man motioned to Han Fei to follow him, and they entered Room 19 together.
There were constant sounds of cooking and cooking in the house, which sounded very lively, but after entering the room, what they saw was a cold and dilapidated living room and a table of rotten and smelly food.
The old man led Han Fei to the bedroom. They stood beside the bed, with seven black and white photos in front of them.
Seeing Han Fei enter the room, the eyes of the portrait in the photo turned and silently stared at Han Fei.
At around two o'clock in the morning, Han Fei and a ghost stood in front of a row of photos of deceased people. The picture was surprisingly harmonious, and his presence did not seem out of place. It could be said that he blended in perfectly.
"You grab a corner of the photo, and we will put it on the altar table together." The old man seemed to be worried about scaring Han Fei, and gave Han Fei an encouraging look with his white eyes.
"Okay." He did as he was told. When Han Fei placed the photos on the altar table, all the photos began to fade, and thick resentment poured out from every corner of the room.
The screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of blood dripping all rang in Han Fei's ears. He seemed to relive the despair the deceased felt when the car accident happened.
The world was spinning and I couldn't control my body, but even so, I was still worried about the other family members sitting in the car.
That kind of worry and concern connected all the photos together. Slowly, arms stretched out from the photos, and together they grabbed the family photos that Han Fei brought.
The roar of pain kept ringing, and the person in the photo seemed to have to endure unimaginable pain to get out of it.
Their bodies were torn apart over and over again, but no one let go.
"Of course the family must be together. This is our last wish."
The old man's hand also touched the family portrait, and they entered the group photo together with the yin energy accumulated in the whole room for many years.
There were no people in the seven photos on the memorial table, and the old man beside Han Fei also disappeared. The temperature of the whole room was slowly rising, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
Looking down at the family photo, the people in the photo were smiling very happily, and they seemed to be saying hello to Han Fei.
"I should be able to get them out of this room now."
After putting away the family photos, Han Fei was about to go find Boss Gu's brother, but when he entered the room, he found something was wrong. All the photos in the house had been destroyed, and his brother's bedroom had been emptied.
"You're late. When the sun went down last night, the devil named Gu came."
The old man's voice suddenly appeared, startling Han Fei, and he almost pulled out his death knife: "Uncle, next time you come out of the family portrait, remember to tell me, I'm afraid I'll accidentally hurt you."
Nodding slightly, the old man continued: "Boss Gu's brother knows too many secrets, and he must be shattered and ashes, so that he can sleep peacefully. It seems that he must have encountered some trouble recently, and he is worried that things will be exposed, so he
He will do this. But you don’t have to sympathize with his brother, the devil’s brother is not a good person either.”
Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. The old man thinks clearly. The most important thing is that he knows Boss Gu very well. The two were the best friends in the past.
"Then what do we do next?"
"Go to his house and see, I'll open the way for you." The old man's family was free, and he was in a very good mood. If Han Fei hadn't been alive, he would have considered Han Fei as his family.
It was pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and Han Fei was walking in the dark night wearing a raincoat, surrounded by buildings that were slowly alienating on both sides.
Under the protection of the old man's family, there were no ghosts to trouble Han Fei, and they went from District 9 to District 1 smoothly.
Even if it rains heavily tonight, there are still security guards patrolling District 1. Perhaps because the situation is relatively tense, there are two teams of security guards deployed near Boss Gu's residential area.
"There are a lot more security guards than usual, but what's the use?" Han Fei put on a beast-face mask. When he was about to rush in, the old man stopped him.
"Don't be impulsive. Have you noticed that your boss's house looks like an enlarged shrine?" The old man stopped Han Fei.
"Shrine?"
"Yes, security is only for outsiders to see. If you want to enter your boss's room, you must destroy the shrine. The entire Shaheyuan residential area he built is modeled after wells and shrines. The artificial lake in the center of Shaheyuan represents
The wells and all the buildings where the rich live represent rows of shelves, and the No. 1 building in District 1, which occupies the leading position, symbolizes the shrine." The old man has lived in Shaheyuan for a long time and is aware of the dirty things Boss Gu does secretly.
"That guy is so generous!"
"Human greed is infinite. He is no longer satisfied with exchanging luck and money. He wants to become a god himself." The old man stared at the house in the distance with his white eyes: "Now there are two ways to enter his room.
, The first is to destroy the shrine itself, and the second is to destroy the terrain here, we..."
"Let's jump in from the roof." The old man was interrupted by Han Fei before he could finish his words: "I smashed through the roof of the shrine in the department store. There should be a loophole on the top of the building."
The old man didn't react for a moment, but the shrine symbolizing the gods was knocked off the roof.
"are you sure?"
"As soon as I hammered it down, it wore out."
Han Fei and the old man quietly approached the building. After knocking down the two security guards, Han Fei stepped on the surveillance camera and climbed up to the balcony of Boss Gu's single-family villa.
"He lives in such a grand style. He has everything, but he has lost everything."
Without any obstruction, Han Fei pried open the window and entered the house. He looked at the luxurious decoration in the house and was very moved.
"He is alone in such a big room. Doesn't he feel lonely?"
Following the tips given by the woman in Room 13, Han Fei went all the way down, but there was no problem in the entire room.
"Shouldn't it be?" Arriving on the first floor, Han Fei carefully avoided the surveillance cameras in the house and looked around: "There are two shrines in the thrift store. The real one is underground. The one above ground was built by the mall owner himself.
Could it be that the same logic applies to the construction of his house? It’s a disguise on the ground, but the ground is where he really lives.”
Han Fei was very good at figuring out his boss's thoughts, but while others figured out his boss's thoughts for the sake of promotion and salary increase, he wanted to send his boss to the underworld for reform.
After searching for a long time, with the help of the old man, Han Fei finally discovered the secret passage leading underground.
After lifting up the carpet and opening the baffle, the familiar escalator appeared in front of him. Han Fei felt as if he had returned to the underground warehouse.
"What a strange smell."
Han Fei took out his cell phone for lighting. The moment he turned it on, he saw a pair of eyes flashing in the darkness.
"Uncle, do you see clearly what that is?" Han Fei asked in a low voice, but he didn't get a response for a long time. When he turned his head, he realized that the old man had disappeared.
He bravely looked around and saw that the entire underground was arranged into a small paradise, with many children's toys placed and many uneaten snacks thrown on the ground.
"Why did Boss Gu build a children's playground underground? A pervert like him probably doesn't like these things."
Moving forward, the strange smell in the air became stronger and stronger, and Han Fei slowly heard strange sounds, as if someone was eating.
The sound of teeth chewing became increasingly clear. After Han Fei walked around a row of video game machines, he found a large black shadow wriggling in the corner. The pungent smell was emanating from it.
"What is this stuff?"
Picking up his phone and pointing it at the corner, Han Fei saw a strange man with a swollen body under the cold light. He was slumped on the ground like mud.
His hands and feet were chained and fixed to the wall. There were all kinds of snacks and meats thrown around. He just stuck in that corner and kept eating food.
The monster, which was slowly approaching and immersed in eating meat, heard the footsteps and raised its head with difficulty.
When Han Fei saw the other person's face, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. This monster actually had the same face as Boss Gu!
"Don't kill him. This monster is called conscience, and he is Boss Gu's conscience." The old man appeared again and held down Han Fei's knife-holding hand.
"I didn't want to kill him, I just held the knife out of habit." Han Fei walked around the monster: "In the past, to describe bad people, they said that their conscience was eaten by dogs, but the conscience of this valley boss is probably not eaten by dogs.
, too dirty.”
"No matter how dirty it is, we have to take him away." The old man tried to touch the chain, but seeing that the ordinary chain contained the power of the shrine, he almost hurt the old man.
"I'll do it." Taking out the death knife, Han Fei cut off the chain, and then dragged Boss Gu's conscience aside with one hand: "How are you going to take this thing away?"
"Don't worry, this underground paradise was not built for consciences. There should be a monster hidden in the paradise." The old man and Han Fei searched in the room for a long time, and finally found a loose floor tile.
They removed the floor tiles and locked up a deaf and blind child with no nose and only one mouth on his face in a deep, dark confined space.
The child was as skinny as a stick, huddled in the darkness, and had no reaction to anything outside.
"Found it." The old man breathed a long sigh of relief: "This child is the truth. He was once the biological flesh and blood of Boss Gu."