My Iyashikei Game

My Healing Game Text Volume Chapter 634 I am really afraid of myself. Three sets of clothes, each of which seems to represent a life, and then infer from the information on the note that from Monday to Sunday, there is one The victim, the owner of the house, has at least seven lives in his hands.

"Could these bloodstains on my arm be the number of deaths? If you kill one person, you will have one? Ninety-nine are too outrageous."

His eyes moved from the bloodstain to the ground. Han Fei looked at the clown mask. A very strange feeling appeared in his mind. He was only staring at a mask, but vaguely seemed to see his face. . .

The mask was like a mirror, reflecting his heart, or revealing his true self.

He laughed unscrupulously, hysterically, and laughed more crazily than anyone else, but there was a tear on his cheek that could not be wiped away.

"Is this the real me?"

As if his body was being called by something, Han Fei involuntarily picked up the mask on the ground.

"Murdering clowns? Laughing clowns? Crying clowns?"

After a moment of hesitation, Han Fei put the clown mask into his backpack, and he was about to leave.

The stench in the back room was too strong, and after staying for a long time, the smell would soak into the clothes and hair, which may be the reason why my father came home with a stench on his body that day.

"I must never live in that room again tonight."

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Regardless of whether there are ghosts in that place, Han Fei is not going to go back, nor does he want to have any contact with his "parents".

Although the couple treated Han Fei very well, he really had no memory of his parents in his mind, they were like strangers on the roadside.

With his bag on his back, Han Fei was about to leave when he suddenly heard an abnormal noise from the cabinet in the back room.

"There are still corpses hidden inside? No, there should be half-dead victims?"

For Han Fei, the best option right now is to leave and not meddle in his own business.

Curiosity killed the cat. If there is a victim hidden in the closet, if he goes to open the closet now, the other party is likely to see his face. Then the murder will be silenced? Or let him go?

Reason told Han Fei that he should leave and not meddle in his own business. The other middle-aged woman was coming back soon.

"If I don't think about the fact that I might be the murderer, and don't think about anything else, what decision would I make now?"

"If I leave, that person will definitely die, this is a human life."

After a moment of silence, Han Fei walked over and looked inside along the gap in the cabinet door.

It was pitch black there, and nothing could be seen.

"It can only be opened."

Using violence to remove the lock, Han Fei opened the cabinet door, and there was no imaginary victim inside, only a dying black cat.

The cat was very ugly, and the skin on its body was missing piece after piece, like a stitched doll.

What's even more bizarre is that there are nine strange black lines on the cat's skin. Those lines are concentrated in the heart of the wild cat. They are not drawn on the day after tomorrow, but more like inborn.

"It's the owner's cat? Why torture it like this?"

Sensing that someone was approaching, the cat meowed weakly, and it seemed to have a lot of hostility towards people.

"It's no wonder you hate those people after being hurt like this." Han Fei sighed softly: "If you throw you here, you'll probably be killed by them, or just throw it away, I'll find a way to help. Help you."

Han Fei picked up the cat and put it into the backpack.

"time to go."

Walking towards the door exit, Han Fei heard footsteps before he even got there. His ears moved, and he suddenly felt bad.

Go out now and you might run into someone from outside!

In almost tenths of a second, Han Fei responded. He threw the clothes in the back room on the ground, creating the illusion that he had been rummaged.

After a quick fix, he stood at the back door of the iron gate.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and the owner of the footsteps seemed to have found something and suddenly ran.

"Someone?!"

The middle-aged woman rushed into the innermost room. She looked at the opened door in surprise. The expression on her face was completely different from before, mixed with fear and distortion.

"Who is in!"

She saw the clothes thrown on the ground in the back room, and immediately rushed towards the back room.

When the middle-aged woman ran into the back room, Han Fei walked out from behind the door, he flashed behind the middle-aged woman, and left the room.

Quickly walking out, Han Fei didn't dare to stay. He ran out of Building No. 4, tried his best to avoid the surveillance, and escaped from the community by jumping over the wall.

"I'm not sure if I'm paranoid, but I know that after dark, I'm going to see some scary things, so I'm going to find a safe place before dark."

A very weak cat meow came from the backpack. The wild cat seemed to be dying soon, and it would lose its vitality completely after a while.

"I'll go find a pet hospital for you."

Han Fei knows the location of a pet store. His memory is far superior to ordinary people. When he came back from the hospital on the first day, he remembered all the buildings he passed by, which seemed to be one of his many "habits".

"Do I remember those buildings for the convenience of escaping for life? What kind of dire circumstances do you have to live in to cultivate such an instinct?"

One more day before dark

For a while, Han Fei suppressed his fear of everything around him, lowered his head, and walked quickly across the street.

About half an hour later, Han Fei entered a pet store on the corner of the street. Perhaps because of the poor location, the store's business was not very good.

In the empty pet store, there were few customers and few pets.

"Can you help me save this cat?" Han Fei unzipped his backpack and held out the scarred cat.

He was about to put the cat in the pet shop, when a mean-looking man came over: "Don't leave it! This is a stray cat, right? Do you know that these cats may have various diseases on them?"

"I'm sorry." Han Fei squatted and held the cat himself: "Can you save it?"

"Is it still necessary to save if you are injured like this?" The mean man looked at Han Fei: "It's not impossible if you have to save it, but the price is high, you must think about it."

"As long as it can be saved." Han Fei had no money anyway, and it would be fine no matter how high the other party's price was.

"Refreshing." The man's expression changed immediately, as if he had seen the God of Wealth, he no longer disliked the sick cat, holding the cat was like holding a golden lump: "I used to be on this street. The most famous veterinarian opened a shop like this because her daughter likes small animals, you've come to the right place this time."

It took almost two hours for the man to take the wild cat out. He disinfected and cleaned the wound on the wild cat's skin, and then stitched it up a little, and gave the cat a comprehensive examination.

"Your cat itself is not sick, but it is often abused and has not eaten or drank for a long time, so it is so weak." The man took off his gloves: "Fortunately, it was delivered earlier, a few hours later, It is estimated that it will return to the cat star."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, these are what I should do." The mean-faced man showed a smug smile, and then he extended his hand to Han Fei: "I gave it a full set of examinations and used the best medicine. , it cost a total of five thousand two hundred yuan. Well, make a friend, I will wipe off the fraction for you, you can give me five thousand. "

"Five thousand is no problem, but I don't have that much money now." Han Fei was telling the truth, and his expression was sincere.

"I'm going? Want to eat Bawang's meal? Try to see if you can walk out of this door today?"

"The cat can be placed with you, I'll pay you an IOU, and I'll definitely pay it back in the future."

"You think it's beautiful! Who wants this broken stray cat? Is it worth fifty yuan? Don't talk to me about it! Take the money!" Picking Han Fei's collar: "I've seen people like you a lot. If you don't have the strength, don't save any stray cats. It prolongs its pain and makes everyone feel guilty."

"I will pay it back." Han Fei had to find a safe place before dark, and he was in a hurry to leave.

"Looking like you look like a dog, how can you do such a thing?" The man grabbed Han Fei's collar with one hand and grabbed Han Fei's arm with the other: "Give me the money immediately! Otherwise I'll call the police. !"

"Call the police?" Han Fei's pupils twitched, and he turned to look into the man's eyes: "Don't force me, I'm really afraid of myself."

"What are you looking at!" The man was a little guilty when Han Fei looked at it. He was about to say a few words to cheer himself up, but suddenly felt his palms sticky.

Looking down, his hand holding Han Fei's arm was stained with blood.

"Blood?" Taking a step back, the man looked at Han Fei's arm, and there were wounds under the long sleeves.

"I think you'd better not call the police, and I hope you can just forget me." Han Fei's expression was a little painful: "There are eleven surveillance cameras on this street, and I avoided them all when I came here, your little one. The store is on a street corner, and few people usually come. If I do it here, I can even have enough time to deal with the crime scene. By the way, the surveillance camera in your store is installed at the cashier, and I never set foot in it. surveillance area."

"You, what are you talking about?"

"The clothesline can't kill you in your hand, but it's different in mine. My eyes seem to have seen several ways to die. Really, I hate this strange feeling too, but I I can't control it." Han Fei grabbed the man who wanted to step back and prevented him from returning to the surveillance shooting area: "Have you noticed something?"

"What's the matter..." The man found that he couldn't break free at all, and now he felt bad.

"Since I entered the house, these cats and dogs in your pet store have never barked again. They are all lying on their stomachs and dare not move. Did they smell something on me?"

Hearing Han Fei's words, the man was really a little scared. He felt that today was extremely abnormal, but he couldn't say what was wrong, and now he suddenly woke up.

"Brother, look at what you said. You rescue stray cats. You are definitely a good person with a good heart." A smile appeared on the man's face: "We all love small animals, can I still believe you? I I was just joking, a total of 700 yuan, you don't have to run back to pay the money, or I will send you two more bags of cat food?"

"Give me your cell phone." Han Fei glanced at the hand that the man was about to stretch into his pocket, as if he had guessed all the man's thoughts.

"Okay, brother." The man took out his mobile phone from his pocket, with a sad face.

"Don't call the police, I can assure you that I will never hurt you when I stay sane." Han Fei turned on the phone and found that there was no lock screen password, then put the man's phone in his pocket: "The phone and five thousand

I will give you back the block, I hope you can trust me. "

"Why don't you pay it back, I'm serious." The man didn't want to see Han Fei anymore. It was the first time he saw such an abnormal customer.

"Are you afraid of me?" Han Fei frowned. The doctor diagnosed him with severe persecution paranoia, and he hated being afraid of this emotion.