650: Chapter 650: I’ve Seen Him Performing Soul-returning 650: Chapter 650: I’ve Seen Him Performing Soul-returning “Sister Guo, after we killed the driver and the ghost under the back seat just now, did the points on your invitation change?” Han Fei sat in the back seat, cleaning the bloodstains left inside the car.
“The points only increased by one, and I don’t know how I got it.
The so-called ‘Ghost Hunting’ scoring standard is very vague.” Li Guo’er drove the car with intense focus; her speed was extrely fast, as if she had no fear of crashing.
“So, does that an we now have seventeen points?”
“Yeah, when you look at it that way, a hundred points doesn’t seem so unattainable.”
As the car started up, a damp and chilly air slowly erged; this taxi was beginning to reveal various eerie elents.
However, with Han Fei on board, holding the Accompany knife, these anomalies did not worsen further.
“This car is really sothing, not only for getting around, but it seems to be cursed too.
We might be able to use it as a trap or a prison in the future.”
“You always think things through.”
Han Fei and Li Guo’er talked like colleagues discussing business, speaking of things that would chill the average person’s heart.
The ticking sound started up again, and the broken electronic clock inside the car began to work once more.
When it reached forty-five minutes past midnight, they returned to the Perfect Life Inn.
“You stay in the car, ready to back up at any mont.” Han Fei got out of the car alone and ran into the inn.
When the other players saw him return alone, they found it odd.
However, since they had already received calls from other players checking in, they didn’t give Han Fei a hard ti.
After finding Qiangwei, Han Fei shared so of his opinions and suspicions about F with her.
The most important point was that Han Fei felt like F might be soone who had died a long ti ago.
He had no way to verify it and didn’t need Qiangwei to believe what he said; he just wanted to keep in discreet contact with Qiangwei and hoped she would be more vigilant.
As a small hole was torn in the curtain of mory, Han Fei increasingly felt that so of the players looked familiar, as if they had once been friends.
Qiangwei was shocked by all that Han Fei suddenly ntioned.
Her trust in F was imnse, as if it was rooted deep in her soul, determined since birth.
Had it not been for Han Fei’s prompting, she might never have questioned why she trusted F so implicitly.
“Let tell you another secret about myself.
I woke up in the hospital a few days ago and realized I had amnesia, having forgotten everything that happened in the past.
The doctor didn’t find any issues; my head wasn’t injured.
This amnesia is baffling, it feels like soone might be able to control mories.” Han Fei suggested almost transparently, “I always thought I was overthinking it, but after hearing that F can foresee the future, I feel like the ability to manipulate mories could also be possible.”
Qiangwei remained silent.
She wouldn’t trust the words of a stranger like Han Fei, yet she now harbored a trace of wariness towards F.
“You’ve always maintained your reason and clarity, taking responsibility for all participants at the Perfect Life Inn.
I don’t need you to agree with ; I just hope you can keep an independent ability to think, and not be deceived by mory and appearances,” Han Fei said as he slowly backed away: “What the eyes see may not always be the truth, and those blurry mories in the mind are even more likely to be problematic.”
“This is my personal number.”
Qiangwei hesitated for a long ti but eventually exchanged contact information with Han Fei.
“You will never regret this choice.”
Han Fei didn’t linger.
Once his goal was achieved, he imdiately left.
He got back into the taxi, and as the car door closed, Li Guo’er started the vehicle.
“Where to next?”
“Do you still have any trustworthy friends by your side?” Han Fei took out the driver’s cellphone.
“We need to get a set of tools for dealing with bodies.
We’ll probably use them often in the future.”
“Do you think soone like would have that kind of friend?” Li Guo’er glanced at the rearview mirror, her face still sared with blood.
“Girls should still care about their appearance,” Han Fei said, eyeing Li Guo’er’s glasses.
“At least clean off the blood after you kill soone.”
“I don’t see any necessary connection between the two,” said Li Guo’er, driving and pondering for a while before speaking, “I do have a friend, though.
He’s very timid and probably won’t help willingly.
But if we threaten his life, he will certainly cooperate.”
“You seem to know him well, so it seems you have a decent relationship.”
The taxi drove through the empty streets and soon arrived near a newly built neighborhood on the outskirts of the city.
“His last na is Jia; he was a colleague of mine.
He was average at his job, but he liked to show off in front of our bosses.
He even watered the fake plants for a week once,” said Li Guo’er as she parked the taxi where the surveillance couldn’t see.
She and Han Fei climbed over the wall and snuck into the neighborhood.
“He invited over when he moved into his new place.
He got drunk that day.” Li Guo’er stopped in front of a unit door, punched in the code, and the door to the hallway opened with a beep.
To avoid surveillance caras, they climbed the stairs to the ninth floor.
“This is it.” Li Guo’er opened her backpack, took out a bag filled with makeup, and quickly fixed herself up.
Then, she pressed the doorbell, while Han Fei consciously moved to an angle out of view.
Soon the security door inside opened, and a balding man in pajamas appeared at the doorway: “Little Guo?
What are you doing here?”
Li Guo’er looked pale as if she were severely ill.
She seed very weak and about to say sothing, but she collapsed before she could speak.
“Li Guo’er?
Damn!
What’s going on?” The twenty-sothing balding colleague hesitated inside the house for a while before reaching out to unlock the outer security door: “Although I guess you were probably frad, it’s still sowhat inappropriate for you to co to now!”
The colleague nad Jia stepped out of the room, getting ready to drag Li Guo’er inside, but his eyes suddenly twitched in alarm!
It was only then that he realized there was another person standing next to him!
Dressed in a black suit and wearing a white clown mask, the figure exuded a killing aura, with bloodstains on the edges of his sleeves.
The murderer was right at the doorstep!
“Brother, you look sowhat familiar to .”
Before the balding man could scream, Han Fei had already rushed over, locking his neck and covering his mouth.
The man tried to struggle, but Li Guo’er grabbed his hand.
The Li Guo’er who had just been half-dead now exerted a strength in her arms that was in no way inferior to that of a man.
“Don’t be afraid, we never kill an innocent person,” Han Fei’s gentle voice rose in Little Jia’s ear, and his face changed dramatically, as if he had only heard the word “kill.”
Upon entering the house, Han Fei first walked around, feeling very peaceful inside, unaware that death was approaching.
“This room is secure; it can serve as a temporary place to recoup.”
“That will do.”
Han Fei and Li Guo’er didn’t trouble Little Jia and, once he cald down, they began to reason with him.
First, Li Guo’er described how she had been wrongfully accused, with soone deliberately framing her, attributing the death of Du Shu, a dical magnate, entirely to her and leading to her being pursued by both the underworld and law enforcent.
Little Jia had heard a bit about Li Guo’er’s situation, and after listening to her, he beca even more convinced that she had been frad.
After Li Guo’er finished, Han Fei took out the taxi driver’s phone, along with all the evidence of the driver’s killings.
His logic was clear, and he laid out a complete chain of evidence in front of Little Jia.
Hearing about such a terrifying series of serial killings, Little Jia broke out in a fearful sweat, but to his surprise, not only was Han Fei not the murderer, but he was also the hero who had taken down the killer.
Looking at the two nightti visitors, Little Jia’s mind was in total disarray.
Judging purely from the content of the conversation, Han Fei and Li Guo’er appeared to be wrongly accused innocents, but sitting face to face with them, they seed like the actual serial killers.
“Alright, I can help you,” sighed Little Jia, his will to survive prompting him to make this choice, “What do you need to do?
Want to get sothing?”
“Destruction of the corpse…
so drugs and tools to prevent the body from decomposing and destroying the evidence,” Han Fei pulled out a list, “I’ve got it all written down.”
Little Jia looked at the list, his face a dull gray, “You are too professional.”
“Thanks for the complint,” Han Fei nodded slightly, “We’re only staying temporarily, it won’t affect you for too long.
I will keep your kindness in mind.”
“Don’t ntion it,” said Little Jia, glancing back and forth between Li Guo’er and Han Fei, “Li Guo’er and I joined our jobs in the sa period, she took good care of before, and is one of the few friends I have, as for you…
why do I feel like I’ve seen you before?”
“Seen ?” Han Fei himself was puzzled.
“I once played a dating ga, and towards the end of that ga, it seed like my house was haunted.
The ghost looked sowhat similar to you.”
“I resemble a ‘ghost’?” Han Fei stroked his chin, “I appeared as a ghost before?
This is an important clue, it could be one of my abilities!”
After gaining Little Jia’s trust, Han Fei had him take enough money and necessary supplies, and the trio left together.
Han Fei and Li Guo’er couldn’t show their faces, so many tasks had to be carried out by Little Jia.
When they arrived downstairs, by the ti Little Jia sat in the taxi with his bag, he was already having regrets.
The car’s interior, riddled with knife marks, was spine-chilling.
“Were those passengers killed in this taxi?”
“Yes, underneath the seat you’re sitting on, there used to be a decapitated head stuffed under there, covered in blood, truly ghastly.”
After casually comforting Little Jia, Han Fei followed him into the car.
Li Guo’er was still the driver, and with purchases and borrowings, they gathered the required items and then returned to where the taxi driver’s body had been buried.
However, when Han Fei was about to reprocess the driver’s body, he discovered that the driver’s corpse had disappeared and around the burial site were large scratch marks and many bite marks.
“How could there be such a large beast in the city?”
“The nights in this city are different from the dayti,” Han Fei squatted down to examine, “The beast that ate the corpse must be over three ters long, with large spacing between its claws.
There are no animal hairs dropped around, but there are many long black human hairs.”
“Now that the driver’s death has been discovered, let’s go to the place where he held the Resurrection Ceremony,” Han Fei suggested.
The three of them got back in the car, and Han Fei took out his phone to navigate.
“The ceremony was held at the Blue and White Tutoring Class, the place where his child had an accident.
My script also ntioned that building.
Are you sure you want to go over tonight?”
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