"Boss Gu still has children?" Han Fei looked into the depths of the darkroom: "With his character, he didn't push his children into the well?"
"This child is dead. He is in the same state as me now. He is neither human nor ghost. He remains in the world and is burdened with the curse brought by the shrine." The old man sympathized with the child in the darkroom: "This single-family villa is quite large.
The meaning of existence of the shrine is to suppress the boy and block all the truth here."
After coughing softly a few times, the old man's body gradually became unreal: "I can't stay here for a long time. You should bring the truth and conscience out as soon as possible."
"How to bring it?"
"How did you enter the well and take out the photos? Then how do you bring out the truth? If you want to get the truth, you must hug him personally." Boss Gu's single-family villa seemed to be protected by the power given by the shrine, and the old man's body began to
Slowly crumble.
"Understood." Han Fei looked at the dark room under the floor. He took out a chain covered in animal hair from the inventory, and placed a bloody paper man next to the chain.
"You still have the chain with you? Where did you get it from?" The old man was very shocked.
Han Fei ignored him, let the paper man grab one end of the chain, and jumped into the dark room.
This small room is covered with photos, both of adults and children, all of whom are forced to smile, as if they can get some reward for doing so.
"Is this where the boy has always been trapped?"
Han Fei walked to the child, but the child still didn't respond. He couldn't hear, see, or smell anything. To him, the world seemed like a small black box.
"Hurry up! Don't be stunned!" The old man kept urging from above.
Moving his steps, Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of his soul. He gently held the boy's arms.
"No emotions?"
Touching the secrets deep in the soul can sense the other person's deepest obsessions and strongest emotions, but all Han Fei felt in the boy was nothingness.
He was like a lifeless puppet, at the mercy of Han Fei, neither struggling nor resisting.
"Does this kid think of me as Boss Gu?"
Han Fei picked up the boy and looked at his face.
Having lost his eyes, ears and nose, he only has one mouth. The truth is often like this. Maybe he can shout loudly, but he never knows what is hidden around him. Maybe Boss Gu is watching him,
Or maybe there are only cold walls around.
The truth is lonely, trapped in a narrow dark room. Only those who dare to break the shrine and are not afraid of power can see him.
"How to let the truth speak?"
Han Fei didn't know how much abuse he had suffered. The child might have been afraid to speak.
"Take him away first."
Picking up the boy, Han Fei discovered that there was a red sweater underneath the boy. The sweater was a real thing.
"He wore a sweater knitted by an old lady?"
This small detail caught Han Fei's attention. He also found the red sweater in Room 13 of the apartment building. The hanged woman and her child in Room 13 had received help from Boss Gu. The mother and her son later
We went into town together, and the woman's child disappeared in a shopping mall.
A red sweater connected many things together, and Han Fei now suspected that there was some connection between the boy called Truth and the hanging woman.
Taking the truth out of the hint, Han Fei walked up to his mud-like conscience again. The monster with the same face as Boss Gu was so frightened that he immediately backed away and huddled in the corner, not daring to express his anger.
"With the truth and conscience, the man named Gu is dead this time, and the shrine cannot protect him." The old man gritted his teeth, and the blood feud could finally be settled.
Taking out the wishing jar, Han Fei put his conscience and truth into it, and then he and the old man quickly escaped.
On the surface, the entire community had not changed much, but just when Han Fei climbed out of the villa window, there was a thunder in the sky, and a large black shadow appeared in the artificial lake not far away.
"The truth has been revealed. The man named Gu will be back soon. It's best not to meet him before we let the truth speak." The old man kept making suggestions for Han Fei. It could be seen that he really wanted to let Gu
Death to the boss.
After successfully escaping Shaheyuan, Han Fei, wearing a raincoat, reentered the van.
"You're back so soon? Have you got the evidence?"
"Drive to my rental place."
After telling the boys the address, Han Fei invited the old lady to the seat next to him: "Grandma, do you remember when you knitted this red sweater?"
The old man touched the sweater with his rough hands, and suddenly made a strange move, stretching his hands forward as if holding a child.
"It's getting cold, so wear thicker clothes."
She started talking to herself, and everyone else in the car thought she was old and confused. Only Han Fei found it strange.
Taking out the wishing jar, Han Fei revealed the truth and let him sit in the old man's arms.
The truth, which had no reaction to external stimulation, moved its lips as it approached the old man, as if he wanted to say something.
"It works? He doesn't feel uncomfortable in the old man's arms?"
Han Fei did not force the truth, and the old man seemed to be hugging his grandson, softly humming a song to lull the child to sleep.
"Drive slowly, let the truth have a good sleep." Han Fei looked at the truth in the old lady's arms, while the boys in the car looked at him with wide eyes. The brothers didn't know who the truth was, but they didn't know who the truth was.
Don't dare to ask.
Silently, the van drove through the dark night and finally stopped in the open space outside the apartment building.
"Get out of the car." Han Fei waved and asked Brother Snake's men to go out and hold umbrellas first, and then helped the old man out of the van.
The truth is still lying in the old man's arms, enjoying a moment of peace.
The brothers held umbrellas on both sides of the road, and Han Fei protected the old man as he walked towards the apartment building. They had just approached the apartment building, and for the first time, the truth at their mercy reacted. His body could not stop shaking, which was very scary.
"Don't cry, don't cry. Grandma will knit clothes for you." The old lady was a little anxious and kept comforting the truth, but it was of no use.
"Grandma, come with me." Han Fei felt that the truth was indeed related to the woman in Room 13, so he quickened his pace.
A group of boys didn't know the reason, so they had to follow Han Fei, and they hurried into the corridor.
"Here we are, this is the room!"
Kicking open the door, Han Fei and the old man entered the house.
The temperature began to drop, and something seemed to be slowly waking up in the empty room.
Han Fei took the old man into the bathroom, and he placed the truth on the pile of waste paper covered with strange symbols.
Each ball of waste paper fell to the ground, and the symbols on the waste paper converged towards the truth.
The paper ball rolled toward both sides like gravel, and a pair of burnt hands stretched out from the pile of waste paper, embracing the truth from behind.
The strange symbols on the waste paper slowly disappeared, and a woman with obvious tear stains on her neck appeared.
She didn't say anything, and held the truth tightly, as if if she let go, the other person would disappear.
There were no more tears in the white eyes, and two lines of blood mixed with hatred flowed out of the woman's eyes and dripped onto the face of the truth.
The truth lying in the woman's arms slowly raised his head, opened his mouth slowly, and said: "Mom, don't cry."
He only had a mouth to tell the truth, but he felt the presence of his mother, and he said those words decisively.
The hanged woman hugged the truth and refused to let go. In her mother's arms, the truth was finally willing to speak.
"Mom, I met my father, and I also met many brothers and sisters. They are all my father's children, and they all live in my body."
The childish voice sounded in the room, and the hanging woman seemed to know that she could not hear the truth, so she could only hug the truth harder.
"Many brothers and sisters have the same experience as us. My father met their mother when he was doing "charity", and then got what he wanted at the lowest cost. Some brothers and sisters left before they were born.
They are very envious of me who have seen this world."
The truth was spoken without any emotion, without happiness or sadness. He could not hear the responses from others at all and could only keep telling himself with his mouth.
"Mom, can you take me to the park next to the sand river? My brothers and sisters always want to go there. They say their bodies and dad's secrets are buried there."
Upon hearing this, Han Fei came over immediately. He had to interrupt the reunion of mother and son.
"The tragedy that happened to your child is still happening to others. If I want to stop this, the only way is to make the boss never stand up. I need the help of the truth."
Han Fei could understand a woman. Her child had turned into a monster with only a mouth left, and there were countless resentful spirits living in her body. She must be suffering in her heart, but now was not the time to feel uncomfortable.
"Let the truth speak out, let's find evidence of Boss Gu's crime." Han Fei also worked hard to get the boss in.
Taking out the wishing jar, Han Fei looked at the hanging woman sincerely: "Now that the night is dark, it is a good time for us to take action."
From the first time Han Fei appeared in the apartment building, he attracted the attention of the hanging woman. The woman had several opportunities to kill Han Fei, but for various reasons, she gave up on her own initiative.
The cycle of cause and effect, and precisely because of her belief again and again, led to the current reunion.
After hesitating for a moment, the hanging woman entered the wishing jar with the truth in her arms.
The wishing jar, which was originally just a G-class cursed object, now emits a more terrifying aura than the F-class cursed paper man. If it continues to be installed, maybe the wishing jar can really replace the wishing well and become the most supernatural thing in this memory world.
s things.
Seeing the woman enter the wishing jar, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately helped the old man out and said, "Quick! Let's go to the park next to the Shahe River!"
The group of people hurriedly ran downstairs. When they reached the corner of the second and third floors, the door of a rental house was suddenly opened, and a man in slippers came out cursing.
"Are you still telling me not to sleep? You guys are dancing in the corridor at night, dancing on horses..." The man's hazy eyes slowly saw the figures in the corridor clearly. They were gang members dressed in black. He
He took a deep breath and slapped himself hard: "Why are you sleepwalking again? Why don't I wear my glasses? I have 2500 degrees of myopia. I can't see anything without my glasses."
As he spoke, he walked back.
When he was about to close the door, Han Fei grabbed his shoulder.
"No, no, no! You have something to say." The man was so frightened that he shrank to the shoe cabinet.
"Don't be nervous, I just want to tell you." Han Fei pointed at the top of the man's head: "You dyed your hair and made it look a little green."
"I'll dye it back to black tomorrow, don't worry!"
"Whatever." Han Fei lowered the brim of his raincoat, wasted no more time, and led Brother Snake's men back to the van.
As long as he can get the evidence, he will take the initiative in the memory world for the first time.
Han Fei had been to the park next to the Shahe River many times, but he had never gone deep into it because it gave him a very bad feeling.
"Obviously it's just an abandoned small park, but the resentment is so strong, I knew there was something wrong."
Braving the heavy rain, Han Fei and his party entered the park. Guided by the truth, they reached the deepest artificial forest in the park.
"Han Fei, are you sure that the evidence of Boss Gu's crime is here?" The waiter was very afraid of Han Fei, but he couldn't help but speak at this time. From his point of view, Han Fei was running around with an old lady tonight.
Then I arrived at this wasteland inexplicably.
"Let's work together. We must find things before dawn." Han Fei looked at the swing that was still slowly swaying in the rain. He took the lead and began to dig downwards.
If Han Fei hadn't shocked Brother Snake's men before, these gangsters would have run away long ago. After all, they were willing to follow Han Fei to save Brother Snake, not to dig holes here.
About half an hour later, a large number of dolls appeared in the pit, each with their own name written on them.
In addition to these things, Han Fei also found a well-sealed box, which contained the accounts of Boss Gu's massive accumulation of money and embezzlement of charity funds on the pretext of charity.
These things were left by Boss Gu's brother. In order to leave a way out for himself, he backed up some shady things, but unfortunately he still did not escape his brother's murderous hands.
"When building a building, he teamed up with gangs to bully merchants. The private hospital he built caused a fatal incident. He did charity just to make money. He also took the opportunity to have relationships with multiple young recipients. This guy has done absolutely nothing wrong.
"
Except for his outstanding talent in doing bad things, Boss Gu has no skills of his own. The reason why such a person can continue to succeed is entirely because of shrines and wells.
"The god in the shrine even protects such a bastard. He doesn't distinguish between right and wrong. It seems that there is really no need for him to exist."
Han Fei got the ironclad evidence and mastered the most critical thing. Now he has the ability to change the fate of everyone in the memory world.