My Healing Game

After thinking that he had done so many hidden tasks in Building One, Han Fei suddenly felt that it was not particularly difficult to understand the hidden map on the street.

Shaking the spiritual altar in his hand, Han Fei hoped that he could sway a ghost, but unfortunately there was no sound in the spiritual altar.

Slowly squatting down, Han Fei habitually leaned his back against the wall next to him and bent down, as if doing so would make him feel more secure.

With the teacher's work card in his pocket, he entered the hidden map as soon as he stepped onto the sidewalk across the street. He had no idea what had happened. He was already in the school.

Taking out the teacher's work permit, Han Fei discovered that he did not know when his own photo appeared on the work permit. It was still a black-and-white photo with great underworld aesthetics.

"I can quit the game at any time now. This is my biggest hole card. The top priority is to determine my position first."

Not daring to stay in one place for a long time, Han Fei quickly calmed down after getting through the initial panic.

The teacher’s work permit of the building manager seemed to have been passed on. Han Fei, holding this work permit, was sent to a certain place directly after entering the hidden map.

"The old building manager bet all hope on me. He will definitely not harm me. Will this work permit send me directly to the place closest to his memory fragments?"

The more Han Fei thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Although the memories of being the building manager were shattered, those memories once belonged to the same person, with the same obsessions and goals.

However, the premise of all this is that there are indeed some memory fragments of the presidency in the school.

I carefully looked at everything around me, the simple single bed, the wooden table painted with yellow paint, and there were sign-in notebooks, a bag of fruit and a few pens on the table.

The room is small, with work reports slantingly hung on the walls, and some electric pots and hair dryers are piled up in a mess, all covered with dust.

Open the drawer, and there are all unopened thank-you letters inside.

"I seem to be in the school's dormitory room. Are the memory fragments of the building manager hidden in the dormitory?" Han Fei checked the check-in list. What is strange is that there are both the girl's name and the boy's name on it. : "The names registered in the dormitories on the first and second floors are all boys, and those on the third and fourth floors are all girls. Does this school have only one dormitory?"

Han Fei has searched for information on Yimin Private College in reality, but there is very little useful information. He only knows that this school is under the banner of a private college. In fact, the quality of the school is very poor and the management is very chaotic.

Without leaving the room rashly, Han Fei's current memory is very abnormal. He took the sign-in book and read it several times, probably remembering the names of the students in each room.

Putting down the sign-in book, he looked at the thank-you letter in the drawer again.

"For receiving so many thank-you letters, this dormitory must be very popular among students..." After opening the envelope, Han Fei's expression changed after seeing the contents.

A few words were written on the very cute card communication paper with a red pen—Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!

The person who wrote these words seemed to be using too much force, causing the pen to penetrate the letter paper.

There was no signature on the thank you letter, and Han Fei opened several other letters, and the curse on the letter paper became more and more vicious.

"The handwriting is not exactly the same. It seems to be given to the dormitory by different children."

Just by looking at the words, Han Fei could feel the writer's malice: "What did Su Guan do to them?"

Originally, this scene was normal and even a little warm, but now Han Fei only feels chill.

He put the letter paper back and looked at the bag of fruit on the table again.

He picked up a banana and looked at it repeatedly. Han Fei found a tiny pinhole just above the banana.

He peeled away the banana peel and saw no problem, but when he broke off the top spot of the banana, he found that a needle had been inserted into the banana!

The tip of the needle is facing above. If someone accidentally bites down, the needle may pierce his upper jaw.

"This is too vicious."

With a numb scalp, Han Fei did not dare to move, he took the fruit bag and sat on the single bed.

But when his hand touched the bed, he immediately stood up again.

Frowning slightly, Han Fei noticed that there was residual warmth in the quilt. It seemed that someone had lain on this bed not long ago.

"There must be spare keys for each dormitory in the normal dormitory room, but there are none in this room. It seems that someone has just left with the key. He should have left a few minutes ago."

After calculating the time, Han Fei felt that the other party was likely to be back soon.

Walking quietly to the window, Han Fei looked outside.

Through the windows in the dormitory, you can directly see the corridor outside. There is no one in the dark corridor at this time, which is very depressing.

"There is a staircase on the left and right sides of the dormitory. At the corner of the staircase on the left, it seems to be the bathroom and the place where the students wash..."

Han Fei was still observing, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the building.

"Guardian is back?"

The sound of footsteps came down the stairs on the right.

Han Fei took out the needle from the banana~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and opened the door of the dormitory room at the fastest speed, and ran to the left staircase.

"The banana has been broken, and the dormitory must know that someone has entered the room! It is not safe to hide in the toilet. You have to find a way to leave this building!"

At the critical moment, Han Fei's mind was very clear.

He planned well, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. When he entered the stairs on the left, another footstep sounded in the corridor on the left.

The two footsteps are not the same. The footsteps in the corridor on the right are steady and strong, as if they are telling people in the building that he is inspecting; the footsteps on the left are very light, as if walking on tiptoes, not distance. If you are very close, you can't hear it at all.

Han Fei was not ready to expose his existence for the time being, but now it was too late to hide in the toilet. The sound of footsteps on the right sounded in the corridor, getting closer and closer.

There was no safe place to hide, Han Fei simply hid behind the corridor door.

This dormitory may be because men and women live in the same building. Wooden safety doors are installed in each floor of the corridor to prevent students from running around on different floors.

The sound of footsteps approached, and Han Fei hid behind the door in the darkness. If someone suddenly opened the door at this time, it is estimated that both parties would be scared to death.

Holding his breath, Han Fei did not dare to quit the game in such a place, because once he quit, he would still appear behind the door next time, which was too risky.

The steady footsteps on the right side of the corridor slowly disappeared, and the other party opened the door of the dormitory room and walked in.

The quiet footsteps in the corridor on the left were getting closer and closer to Han Fei, and finally the footsteps disappeared beside Han Fei.

"That person stopped next to me?" Han Fei hid behind the door and did not move. After a while, he heard a boy's voice.

"Strange, didn't Aunt Su Guan eat fruit today?"