Chapter 351
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'There's a door inside the armoire?'
The dark red blood seeped deep into the wooden planks like there was a similar pattern on the inside of the wardrobe. Han Fei did not dare to touch it directly. Instead, he used his phone to take a picture of all the blood stains inside the wardrobe.
During the process, Han Fei made a new discovery. In the middle of the bloody door, there was a faint carving of the door god's body.
The door god's neck was scratched by something. Han Fei searched the entire armoire but could not find the door god's head.
'The headless door god from Room 4044? It was Fu Sheng who decapitated it? '
The armoire before him bore witness to the past, it hid a secret. If not for the inconvenience, Han Fei would have taken this armoire home with him.
Zhuang Ren's tape did not record what happened inside the room but based on the various anomalies at the scene, Han Fei had a pretty good idea of what happened.
'Fu Sheng said the Butterfly is a ghost from the cryptic world. Looks like the Butterfly did come from the cryptic world but what is its true form? Will the Butterfly reveal its true form on the Night of Haunting Night? '
On the Night of Haunting Night 14 years ago, there were many murders at Xin Lu. Many innocent people died that night, they were probably 'living sacrifices' by the Butterfly.
But what puzzled Han Fei was what the butterflies got when so many people died. Or rather, what was its purpose?
Han Fei frowned in thought. Before he could come up with an answer, a weak singing came from somewhere inside the building.
Hearing the singing, Han Fei almost habitually hid in the corner. He gripped the stick nervously. When he was about to open his inventory, he realized he was in real life.
'This building has been abandoned for more than 10 years. I should be the only one inside the building now, why would there be singing?'
Due to the distance, Han Fei could not hear it clearly.
He walked out the door and slowly moved up the stairs.
When they reached the top floor, the singing became much clearer.
'It's coming from here?'
The top floor corridor was filled with trash. A few boxes filled with old clothes and books caught Han Fei's attention.
'Why are these the only things left behind?'
Han Fei took out the old books and in the end, there were only 3 items left in the boxes.
A broken music box, a wooden puppet wearing a mask, and a child's clothing stained with paint.
The song came from the broken music box. Han Fei wanted to turn the music box off but when he flipped it around, he saw a sentence written on the bottom of the box — I hope everyone in the world listens to your song and I hope you can tug at their heartstrings, bring them happiness and happiness.
It was a simple blessing but the word 'they' made Han Fei uncomfortable.
"Make them feel touched and happy? Was it a mistake? Or are they not human? "
Han Fei picked up the puppet again. After removing the mask, he discovered a sentence behind the mask — 'One day, you will grow up. I hope you can build a paradise for them, teach them the meaning of happiness, teach them to smile.'
'The cryptic world's Unspeakable Voice is around Happiness Neighbourhood. This masked puppet looks like the mannequin that was destroyed on the 9th floor of Happiness Neighbourhood Block 1 …'
Han Fei shook off the last child's clothing. Among the paint, Han Fei saw a few lines — The world is colorless. If you see darkness, then the world is darkness. If you see a rainbow, then the world is radiant. You are my first child, I wish to give you all my blessings. I only hope that in the future, you will be able to bless others in the same way. '
The words on the clothing revealed new information. Han Fei stared closely at the sentence, 'You are my first child'.
A normal person would at most sigh when they saw these old things. They would think this was a gift from an old father to his child, it contained the father's best wishes and expectations for his child.
But Han Fei was different. He was the new building manager of Happiness Neighbourhood Block 1. He had obtained the 3 cigarettes from the landlord through the mission. He knew the landlord had 3 children.
'Assuming the landlord is the previous building manager, does that mean his 3 children correspond to these 3 items? Is the song related to the previous building manager as well? '
Looking at the items in his hands, Han Fei stood alone inside the building. He looked left and right. His surroundings were filled with the marks of time.
'This broken music box suddenly made this sound. Did someone purposely lead me to these things? But there shouldn't be anyone else inside the building. '
Sitting on the stairs, Han Fei's heart slowly calmed down. He felt like he was surrounded by a kind old man. The old man had once watched over him from the other side of time.
'I still don't have enough information.' Han Fei stood up. He was about to put the 3 items away when his phone vibrated. It was a call from Huang Yin.
"Are you awake?"
"I'm still awake. What happened on your side?"
After a short conversation, Huang Yin sent over a video.
"The police have installed a camera at my house and this was captured on video."
In the video, Huang Yin crawled out of bed at around 3.30 am. He opened his closet. He appeared to be picking out clothes but he could not decide what to wear.
Moments later, he sat before the dressing table and started to dress himself. When he was done, Huang Yin, who had his make-up done, walked into the kitchen.
Without any self-awareness, Huang Yin started to cook porridge and simple side dishes.
At 4 am, Huang Yin placed all the dishes on the dining table. He did not turn on the light. He stared at the empty spot next to him and mumbled something.
He spoke very slowly, like a mother admonishing her naughty son.
The entire process looked extremely strange, even scarier than a ghost.
When it was almost 4.30 am, Huang Yin left the dining table with his make-up done. It was as if he could not see the contents of the pots and bowls anymore. He poured everything away and started to clean up.
After cleaning up and everything was back to normal, Huang Yin turned to look at the surveillance camera and flashed a creepy smile that was unfamiliar to him.
He returned to his bedroom and went back to sleep.
At 4: 44 am, the real Huang Yin woke up. He looked at himself in the mirror. He had no idea what had happened last night.
"If not for the police, I wouldn't have known I woke up last night. The person who cooked was not me." There was an indescribable calmness in Huang Yin's voice. "It kept occupying my mind like it wanted to replace me. It was no longer satisfied with tormenting me in my dreams, it started to influence me in real life. "
"Brother Huang …" Han Fei could hear the change in Huang Yin's tone. The man was no longer the same as before. Under these circumstances, Han Fei knew he could not interfere with Huang Yin's business.
"My memory is like a faded picture. Now many things that should belong to me no longer belong to me. I have a feeling that something very bad is going to happen tonight. "
"What is it?"
"Someone will die." Huang Yin was about to say something else when he heard the sound of the door opening. Huang Yin's tone slowly changed. After a few more words, Huang Yin hung up.
'I've reminded Huang Yin not to contact me for the time being. We have to fight on two fronts to stall the Butterfly but he seems to have forgotten about that … Was it really Huang Yin who was talking to me just now?' Han Fei thought back to the sound of the door opening. It did not sound like the wardrobe was opened.
Putting away the stuff in the box, Han Fei retraced his steps.
Zhuang Ren had already finished washing up. He tidied himself up for the first time in a long time.
"Shall we depart now?"
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