"Don't be impulsive!" Han Fei noticed that Meng Changxi's tone was wrong, and he immediately tried to persuade him: "The police have already gone to Donghua Ice Factory, and they know your plan. You can't do any harm to Xinhu International Plaza now.
Meng Chang'an will only aggravate the police's suspicion of you."
"That plan was originally written for the police. I update different plans every day, but the real plan will not be written on paper." No one can guess what Meng Changxi is going to do: "Meng Changan
He and Meng Changshou are both murderers, but in the final analysis the real murderer is the butterfly. Even if Meng Changan and Meng Changshou are both brought to justice, the butterfly that caused all these tragedies can still get away with it. It hides behind the scenes and never shows up."
"Let's take it step by step, first capture Meng Changan and then go on."
"But I don't have that much time." Meng Changxi turned around, revealing a large area of festering wounds on his back: "I bear the infamy of killing my mother, and I bear the blame and slander of the real murderer. I live a very happy life.
It's painful, so now I want to have a wonderful ending."
Han Fei probably understood what Meng Changxi meant. He wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Meng Changxi: "After you find that evidence, you must pay attention to your own safety."
"Don't worry about me." Han Fei nodded.
"You are too involved in this case, and Butterfly will definitely find you! So you can't be too careful. In the past ten years, I have been hiding in Tibet, and I almost died accidentally several times. Now that I think about it, those accidents may have been caused by Butterfly.
look at me."
"Accidental Death?"
"Butterflies like to play with human nature and will create some kind of coincidence. Two seemingly unrelated things may kill you." Meng Changxi told Han Fei all the things that needed attention. After the instructions,
He pointed at the door: "Let's go, don't look back after leaving here, just pretend that the two of us have never met. I hope this will make the butterfly notice you later."
Han Fei stood in the room without moving. He knew that this was most likely the last time he would see Meng Changxi.
Seeing Han Fei's hesitation, Meng Changxi showed a slightly more humane side for the first time. He patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "In the past ten years, the luckiest thing for me is that when I have very little left in my life,
I met you at that time. If you really want to catch the butterfly, if you really want to avenge the dead, if you really want to know everything, then just do what I say."
Meng Changxi tried his best to show a smile, but the scars on his face were pulled, and his expression was very scary: "I didn't mean to scare you, I just haven't laughed in ten years, and now I have forgotten how to laugh."
His last words touched Han Fei.
"I hope your plan goes well and I wish you good luck."
After Han Fei finished speaking, he left Wei Youfu's father's house and rushed to the address Meng Changxi told him.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Fei came to the outer suburbs of Xinhu, where he saw almost no one.
With the development of science and technology, the scale of cities is getting larger and larger. Many people would rather squeeze into a hive apartment of more than ten square meters in the core area rather than live alone in the outer suburbs.
Walking on a rare dirt road, Han Fei found what Meng Changxi called a happy community behind an abandoned chemical plant.
This place has been abandoned for a long time, overgrown with weeds, the walls are severely corroded by rain, and there is a warning sign for dangerous buildings next to it.
But even the warning sign was from many years ago. It was full of rust and might fall off at any time.
"This building has exactly ten floors. The number of floors is the same as in the game, but the layout of the corridors is completely different from that in the game. Most of the residents have wooden doors."
With doubts, Han Fei cautiously entered the apartment building.
There is a musty smell in the air, and there are garbage and badly damaged furniture everywhere. It seems that even homeless people rarely visit this place, and there is thick dust on many things.
Arriving on the fourth floor, Han Fei looked at Room 1044 in front of him and had a strange feeling, as if reality and games overlapped here.
Holding the door handle, Han Fei exerted a little force and discovered that the door's hinge had already been damaged.
Entering the house, Han Fei shivered.
It was obviously daytime, but this room was very eerie. There were various furniture made of paper placed in the living room.
"It feels like this house is prepared for the dead."
Due to the layout of the building, it is difficult for sunlight to shine into the living room, and many of the paper and paper furniture filled with some kind of filling have become moldy and smelly.
"Meng Changxi asked me to go to the bathroom."
Walking through the pile of paper furniture, Han Fei opened the bathroom door and found the information Meng Changxi mentioned under the fourth floor tile.
After opening it, Han Fei saw a bloody letter.
There are seven addresses marked on the letter, corresponding to seven rooms in the building. These seven rooms contain parts of the bodies of the victims of the human mosaic that have not yet been found.
This seems to be part of the ritual, connecting the locations of the seven rooms, a bit like the wings of a butterfly.
"How much does Butterfly know about the black box and the deep world of Perfect Life? Why is there a building in the game that is similar to the one in reality?"
After Han Fei memorized the numbers of the seven rooms, he continued to look through the information. It was no accident that the murderer with the human body puzzle chose this building to bury part of his body.
This building was a ghost building decades ago. There were many weird stories and rumors in it. It was also a famous suicide place in Xinhu at that time.
Taking out his mobile phone, Han Fei searched for Xinhu Xingfu Community, and dozens of messages popped up instantly.
The news reports looked like a collection of ghost stories, which was almost unbelievable.
"In the human body puzzle, Butterfly buries parts of the victims' bodies in the haunted house, and uses their parts with deceased No. 8 to piece together the most horrific corpse. That corpse meets their requirements for misfortune, despair, and pain.
But judging from the final result, they still did not find the black box."
Han Fei read the message left by Meng Changxi. In addition to detailed information about human body puzzle patterns, it also recorded a lot of content related to butterflies.
Just as he was about to read it carefully, a popular notification suddenly popped up on his phone page.
In the past, Han Fei didn't pay attention to these at all, but this time it was different. The picture he saw in the push was none other than Meng Changxi, whose face was completely disfigured!
Click on the push button, which will show the live broadcast screen.
Meng Changxi, who was shirtless, calmly stared at the people sitting next to him. He seemed to be on a TV station or a live broadcast company: "I will not hurt anyone in this room, but the premise is that you don't."
Cut off the signal, or do some other trick."
I don’t know who he was saying this to. After he finished speaking, he looked at the camera: "Meng Changan, I know that even if I cost my own life, I may not be able to come to you and communicate with you, so I just