Every time he logged out of the game, Han Fei would feel like it was good to be alive.
He did not rest for long. He switched on the bedside lamp and turned to look at the wall that was plastered with crime scene photos.
'Why would the seven victims from the human jigsaw case appear like that? Are all 7 of them trapped inside that room? '
Generally speaking, any house that had an unnatural death could be called a haunted house. Han Fei's house had 7 victims in total, it was a haunted house among haunted houses.
'Now that Wei Youfu and Ah Mei have regained some consciousness, the next thing I need to do is to help the other victims find their sanity.'
Han Fei knew that the biggest wish of the victims was to capture the killer but the problem was, he was just a small-time comedian. Even if he did run into the killer, it was hard to say who would be the one to capture.
'I'll take it slow. After all, I only have one life.' Han Fei took out his phone and started to jot down notes. 'The old building that I'm staying at in the game is very dangerous. Based on the known information, there are 4 rooms on each floor. I live on the 4th floor. Based on the reaction of the 6th floor neighbours, the tenants here should know that I'm staying at a haunted house so they don't dare enter.
'From this perspective, the monster inside my house should be quite dangerous, at least many of the tenants are afraid of it.
'From another perspective, the most dangerous place is also the safest place. As long as I don't go looking for trouble, the haunted house can actually protect me from being killed by the other neighbours.
'The other thing I need to be careful of is the child on the 3rd floor. The haunted house is so scary and there are no talismans on the door. The room on the 3rd floor is definitely a big problem. The child trapped inside the room might be as dangerous as the monster made from the 7 victims.'
Han Fei's head throbbed. 'Who tore off the talismans on the door on the 3rd floor? This time, I logged out of the game on the 3rd floor. Based on my previous experience, the next time I log in, I'll appear on the 3rd floor again. If the child is camping my body, won't I be dead? '
The situation was too dangerous. Han Fei had reacted fast enough, if he had been any slower, the child would have climbed on top of him.
'The key thing is, he moves so fast that I won't be able to run away.' Han Fei was worried that he would be dragged into the room on the 3rd floor. 'If there's a chance in the future, I'll see if I can lure him into the room on the 4th floor.'
At 4 am, Han Fei opened his laptop and held his phone. He compared the crime photos on the wall and drew out the clues and relationships between the characters.
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The sun shone on his face. Han Fei had no idea when he fell asleep. He woke up groggily. Glancing at the clock on the wall, he jumped out of bed.
"I slept until 9 am, Director Jiang must be getting impatient."
After washing up, he left home in a hurry and went to the north street of the old town.
He hurried, but he was still a little late. The crew had already started work.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Han Fei quickly apologized but the crew did not mind. "The first scene is between the villain and the first victim. The villain hasn't arrived yet, so there's no hurry."
The floor manager, who was shocked by Han Fei's acting last time, walked over and handed Han Fei a cup of coffee. "Just wait patiently, it's not the first time the villain has been late."
Han Fei sensed there was a hidden meaning in the man's words. "If you don't mind, who is the villain in our show?"
He would be the second victim and the man would be the murderer. Since they would be acting together, it would be easier for Han Fei to understand the other's background.
"You should have heard of him, his name is Zhan Yueyue. He has participated in many variety shows before but he doesn't have any outstanding work. He can be considered a B-list actor. This time, his company wants to use our show to prove Zhan Yueyue's acting skills. "The floor manager started chatting with Han Fei.
"Hasn't he acted before?" Han Fei put down the coffee. "The villain is very important to a show."
"From how I see it, Zhan Yueyue has a lot to talk about. This is his first time taking on the role of a villain, so it's a good promotional point. Other than that, he graduated from a film school, so he has some foundation in acting." As the floor manager spoke, there was a commotion outside the apartment and then footsteps could be heard.
"I've been working on a variety show last night, my body is getting tired." A young man in his early twenties entered the set accompanied by his male manager. The heavy scent of perfume and alcohol could be smelled on him.
"Go and do your make-up." Director Jiang did not even raise his head like he was too lazy to say anything.
After all the crew members were in place, Zhan Yueyue, who had his make-up done, finally arrived.
"You don't have many lines. The first scene is in the stairwell. The murderer that you're playing has his eyes on Ah Mei. Then you'll follow her into the stairwell. I need you to create the impression that you're her shadow."
"Got it, I understand." Zhan Yueyue nodded confidently.
The actress who played Ah Mei was young and inexperienced. Zhan Yueyue's tailing did not give off a sense of pressure. It was as if the person following behind him was not a crazed murderer but a drunkard who had too much to drink.
Even Han Fei could not stand this kind of acting, much less the strict Director Jiang.
Just the first scene in the stairwell took more than 10 retakes. Zhan Yueyue went up and down the stairs. He was exhausted and eventually he sat on the stairs and stopped moving.
"Director, I have my own style, I wish to create this image according to my own vision."
"You're trying to create this image of a gangster?" Director Jiang was dissatisfied. "You do have some acting skills but since you want to challenge the antagonist, then you'll have to blend into your character. You're the murderer of 7 people, there's a hell hidden in your heart!"
"But this is just a scene. The hell in my heart has been suppressed all this time. I'm waiting for the final moment to explode!" Zhan Yueyue answered honestly.
"Why don't you show it to me now?"
After Director Jiang said that, everyone turned to look at Zhan Yueyue. The young actor gathered his strength for a long time before he suddenly waved the prop knife madly and screamed hysterically.
"Stop! Stop! Stop! "
Director Jiang covered his face with his hands. "Ask any of the people at the scene, did your performance scare any of them? Did it give them a sense of pressure? "
Then Director Jiang grabbed the stage manager and asked right in front of Zhan Yueyue, "Were you scared by his performance earlier?"
"Nope."
"What about you?"
"I wanted to laugh."
He asked a few random people. The first two were as calm as still water but the last one was amused.
"Every glance is an act. The actor who played the victim yesterday was able to scare the stage manager but you made the murderer look like a drunken gangster. Did you even read the script?"
Zhan Yueyue did not seem to have read the script but he refused to admit his mistake. "I don't believe someone can scare the workers by playing the victim."
The two argued and the topic somehow drifted to Han Fei. Director Jiang called Han Fei over. "Have you read the script?"
"Yes."
"Why don't you play the murderer?"
"Me?" Actually Han Fei had been trying to figure out the killer's mentality but he was not practicing his acting skills. He really wanted to solve the case. "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm a comedy actor."
"Don't be so humble. Come, show him what you can do." Director Jiang seemed to have faith in Han Fei.
Han Fei did not want to stand out but he had no other choice.
Lowering his head, the face of his 6th floor neighbour appeared in his mind. He poked his head out from the stairwell with a sharp knife in his hand. He stood in the dark and watched as the living creature walked towards him.
The desire for blood and flesh was etched on his face. It contained an unconcealable desire for destruction. He was obviously trying his best to suppress the urge in his heart. He could not wait to plunge the knife into the man's body.
The person who had been tailing him finally entered the pitch-black corridor. Now, no one would stop him.
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