After dealing with the scene and cleaning up the traces, Han Fei had become very proficient in disposing of corpses and traces.
Even a professional police officer would not be able to find the problem without the aid of high-tech equipment.
'Those who respect others will be respected, those who kill others will be killed. You are the butchers who slaughter the living, I am the butcher who slaughter you. '
Han Fei covered the basin with the black cloth. He looked at the room that had returned to its original state. After making sure he had not missed anything, he left with his friends. It was like they were never there.
The malice and Yin energy inside Uncle Lee's body was consumed by the black snake. His mask and the key in his pocket were taken away by Han Fei.
Exiting the underground, Han Fei hurried to Uncle Lee's room. Since the villain was dead, he might as well use his legacy to repay society and help more people.
Han Fei rummaged through the cupboard for something useful. Now he felt like he was playing a normal game.
Uncle Lee's room gave Han Fei many surprises. He found a large number of bottles filled with blood under the bed that Uncle Lee had been lying in.
After giving it a try to the little black snake, they realized the blood contained a large amount of negative emotions. Once the bottle was opened, they could hear the screams and wails of living people.
The 6th persona had a dark heart and enjoyed torturing people. He had stored all the despair and pain he had collected into these bottles.
Han Fei had no idea why the 6th persona was collecting these things. Perhaps it was to satisfy some kind of perverted hobby of his but these things could help Weep recover faster.
With the little black snake licking its lips, Han Fei emptied all the bottles.
After being dragged into the blood pool by the pig-faced monster, Weep was forced to face his worst memory. The despair from his childhood became the support for his weak body. He was different from before.
Before this, Weep had been trying to escape from his memory. He tried to rely on time to heal his wounds but time seemed to have stopped at that moment, trapping him where he was.
Even though he had suffered more pain than before, the frozen time had been broken. He had walked out from the past and was growing at a visible rate.
After drinking the blood that contained despair, the presence that radiated from Weep became even scarier.
He was collecting all kinds of despair and then condensing them into something. When he succeeded, it would be the time for him to break through again.
"Before entering Cattle Alley, Weep's cries could affect all lingering spirits within a 10 meter radius, now the range has expanded to 15 meters. If his strength continues to increase, the range of influence of the crying should also increase. "
Han Fei was reminded of the unspeakable voice. The voice could be heard for almost a thousand meters. All the remaining souls who heard the voice shivered in fear.
"Weep has great potential. He might become an unspeakable existence like the Song in the future."
As he swallowed his despair, Han Fei started to search other parts of the room.
The old man's house was very messy. There were medicine bottles and expired items everywhere. The quilt and clothes in the cupboard were all moldy. The whole room was filled with a sense of death.
"What is this?"
Inside one of the pockets in the closet, Han Fei found a wrinkled picture. It was a picture of a thin boy.
The child was a little afraid of strangers. His hair was very long, and his face was frighteningly pale. His arms were obviously not normal.
Flipping over the photo, she saw the boy's name and birthday written on the back of the old photo, as well as the word "family".
'No. 6 is just one of Spider's secondary personas, why would he place a picture like this around him and claim that the boy is his family?'
Han Fei continued to search. Hidden in the deepest compartment of the cupboard was an adoption record and a large amount of handwritten information.
The handwriting on the information was completely different from No. 6's, if anything, it was similar to the author's handwriting.
'Uncle Lee stole the information about the author's adoption? What is the point of doing that? '
Han Fei continued to read. He noticed most of the words had been erased with a red pen. The empty spaces were filled with words like 'death', 'murder' and 'sin'.
'The author wants to kill his adopted orphan? Why would he do that? '
Han Fei noticed many different handwriting on the few pages of the adoption record.
Sometimes the author wanted to kill the orphan but at other times, he was reflecting calmly. Other than the author, the other personas appeared to have accepted the orphan as their family.
Han Fei knew that Spider had adopted a child before she died. After Spider's death, the child sold Spider's brain to Immortal Pharma.
Actually Han Fei could not understand why someone like Spider would adopt an orphan at the last moment of his life. At the time, he was in the middle of a fierce battle between the Butterfly and the Butterfly.
Wouldn't adopting a child at a time like that only add to his weakness? The Butterfly would definitely make a move on the orphan to influence Spider.
'Could it be that it wasn't the author who made the decision to adopt the orphan? Could it be one of the secondary personas under Spider's control? '
At this point, Han Fei had a lot of clues. He could confirm that one or more of Spider's 9 personas were already under the Butterfly's control.
With the Butterfly's unscrupulous nature, it would do anything to deal with Spider.
'I have to pay more attention to this adopted child of Spider's, he should be a breakthrough!'
Han Fei turned the old man's room upside down. He did not find anything else. The old man's personality was different from the female chef, the Butterfly did not harm him.
His bloodlust stemmed from his own malice. In other words, he was Spider's dark side, the kind of person Spider hated the most.
After taking away the adoption records and pictures, Han Fei returned the room to its original state. Then they returned to Xu Qin's room.
After giving Weep and Xu Qin some simple instructions, Han Fei logged out of the game.
In the bloody world, Han Fei took off the game helmet.
His bloodshot eyes looked scary. The sky outside the window was already bright.
Han Fei moved his stiff body. Every time he moved, he felt a sharp pain.
The feeling of being injured in the game was so real that Han Fei found it hard to get used to it in real life.
His left hand was still dangling over his chest subconsciously like it was still broken.
His head was heavy and fatigue washed over him. Han Fei looked at his crude gaming equipment and was reminded of Huang Ying's gaming hub.
He took out his phone to check his personal account out of habit. Then he sighed softly. The first cut from Twin Flowers had not arrived yet and the salary from Thriller Novelist had not been settled either.
He had more than 200,000 yuan in his account, of which 200,000 yuan was the bounty he received for assisting the police in solving the case and arresting the fugitive suspects.
'The most luxurious gaming hub costs several million RMB, that's enough to buy a house at the old city. That's not something a normal person can afford.'
As technology advanced, it also brought with it many hidden dangers. Everything was like an iceberg floating on the sea.
Everyone was amazed by the beauty of the iceberg but they selectively ignored the large group of people who were struggling to breathe under the surface of the sea.
Looking at the balance on his card, Han Fei temporarily gave up on buying a house, he had no interest in dating or making friends.
His only interest was to survive in the game. His only desire was to buy a multi-purpose gaming hub. That way, he would be able to play the game for a longer period of time.
Lying in bed, Han Fei realized the cryptic world was not without its advantages. At least he could live in any house he wanted as long as he did not mind it being a haunted house and was not afraid of death.
After resting for a long time, the pain subsided and Han Fei slowly drifted off to sleep.
He only slept for an hour before he was woken up by his alarm. Before his mind cleared, his body had already gotten out of bed and started to wash up.
Han Fei arrived punctually at 8: 30 am. The plainclothes officer and Li Xue were already waiting for him next to the police car.
For the police, Han Fei was the bait for the Butterfly. They were protecting Han Fei because they wanted to catch the Butterfly sooner.
"Li Xue, have you found any evidence of contact between Spider and the Butterfly?"
Han Fei did not stay idle in the police car. As an actor, he felt like a criminal case consultant.
"Not yet, all the information on Spider has been destroyed." Li Xue noticed the dark circles under Han Fei's eyes. "Did you sleep well last night?"
"I had a very long nightmare." Han Fei brushed her off and then asked, "Do you know about Spider's adopted orphan? If possible, I wish to meet him. "
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