My Healing Game

"Han Fei, it's live broadcast. Be careful." Director Zhang touched Han Fei lightly. He took a peek at Han Fei's phone screen just now. Good guy, those murder scene pictures almost sent him away. .

"OK."

"I know you are preparing for our next script, but you don't have to force yourself too much, and occasionally you have to relax." Director Zhang looked at Han Fei's eyes full of admiration, and an actor like Bai Cha is not at all dedicated. Only people like Han Fei who devote themselves to the role can be said to be a real actor.

Han Fei knew that Director Zhang had misunderstood him, and he didn't say it clearly, just smiled.

The film festival is still going on, one award after another is issued, "Mystery Novelist" also unexpectedly won the best drama award, and Director Zhang also got his wish and won the best director award. After three years, he once again proved himself, Jiang Still old and spicy.

Slowly, the film festival has entered its climax. This year's selection of the best actor is very intense, and the six nominees have both strength and popularity.

One second before the announcement of the results, no one knows who will win the final prize.

Bai Xian clutched the armrest of the chair tightly. He had stayed on the second line for too long and had been running with him for five years.

He said that he didn't care, but he really wanted that approval in his heart.

At the moment when the actor was announced, the live broadcast of the film festival also reached the highest heat, setting a heat record that had not been seen in previous years.

As the last reviewer voted, the final result appeared on the big screen.

This year's actor is neither Xu Zhen nor Bai Xian, but a veteran first-line actor.

Eight of the 18 judges chose him. Xu Zhen got four votes, while Bai Xian only got one vote.

"There were three more votes last year..."

At the moment when the results came out, Bai Xian leaned his back on the seat, lifting a breath away, and he followed everyone with a stiff applause.

Director Zhang quietly comforted Bai Xian, who just shook his head, with a wry smile on his lips.

"Today is the crew that only got me injured." Cheering up, Bai Xian tried to joke with everyone. He also followed other actors and cheered, but his expression was somewhat lonely.

In fact, he felt it during the filming of "Mystery Novelist" and Han Fei. As a top second-line actor, he was sometimes led by Han Fei's aura. As the protagonist, he must not be snatched away by supporting actors. Halo.

After the award of the best male and female lead, the film festival has entered the second half, and then there are some small awards, as well as song and dance performances and the like.

It was dark, and Han Fei received another call from Li Xue. He sneaked out of the venue with the trophy on the pretext of the police looking for a conversation.

"The air outside is better."

Finding a quiet place, Han Fei called Li Xue: "Can I see the victim's family?"

"Both the leader and I want to help you, but it is a pity that all the families of the victims in the two cases are no longer alive."

"All dead? When did it happen?"

"In the few years after the incident, they have been living badly and immersed in grief. The parents of the first female victim died of illness in the hospital due to excessive mental stress, coupled with their inherent health. Two male victims, his wife couldn't stand the stimulus and went crazy, and the neighbor found the woman's body." Li Xue didn't hide anything from Han Fei: "Why are you suddenly interested in plastic surgery cases?"

"I have a terrible guess right now, but I dare not say nonsense until there is no evidence." The plastic surgery hospital may involve immortality pharmaceuticals, but all things related to this behemoth must be very cautious. Row.

"Now you are talking more and more like those private detectives, Han Fei, after catching the butterfly, I still hope you can be an actor with peace of mind. It is still too dangerous to catch criminals, so let your talents go. It's fine in acting." Li Xue also persuaded with earnest words, she was worried that Han Fei would sink deeper and deeper, but she didn't know that Han Fei had already fallen into hell.

"I will pay attention." Han Fei received the message sent by Li Xue and carefully read the situation of each victim.

All the dead have different causes of death, but the death scene has one thing in common, that is, there are fragments.

Some of the transparent glasses were broken, some were broken windows, and some were broken mirrors.

"All the deceased have something that can reflect her own. Is it really the hands of a faceless woman?"

Butterflies never kill people personally, and rely on step-by-step psychological hints to kill people. The three hatreds in the plastic surgery hospital seem to be different. These guys kill people in different ways and require special attention.

"Han Fei, don't you smoke?"

Han Fei was thinking about a problem when Bai Xian's voice suddenly heard behind him. He saw Bai Xian walking to his side with a pack of cigarettes.

"I don't smoke."

"Then what are you doing in the smoking area?" Bai Xian pointed to the sign next to him and lit a cigarette by himself: "I think if you don't smoke, drink, or fall in love, how do you usually entertain?"

"Playing games." Han Fei put away his mobile phone: "My acting skills are honed in games."

Hearing this, Bai Xian's ears stood up: "Can I still hone my acting skills by playing games?"

"At least in that place, you can completely release your emotions." Han Fei didn't lie, shut a living person and the ghost in the room, telling him that only friends who played the ghost could survive, and most people would exhaust their lifelong acting skills. Play with Li Gui.

"I want to try what you said." Bai Xian was quite moved. He sighed again after he said: "This film festival was a big blow to me. I got two votes the year before last. I won three votes last year. Although I didn't win a prize, I still improved every year. As a result, my performance was only recognized by one teacher this year."

"Brother Bai, it's not that those teachers don't recognize you, it's too difficult to choose. The actors who have been nominated this year are all very strong."

"I'm still very close to acting. If you want to become a master, you must have enough talent." Bai Xian is very depressed.

"Brother Bai, you are the kind of actor who is both hardworking and talented! I feel that you just lack an opportunity." Han Fei said seriously: "I wonder if you play the game "Perfect Life"?"

"Playing, I'm too tired from acting. I usually sleep in the game warehouse at night and go to "Perfect Life" to relax." Bai Xian seemed to realize something: "You don't want to say that the game can exercise acting skills, right? "

"Really, my acting skills are honed step by step in the game."

"There is another way? Then we can play together! Bring me, what is your game ID, I add your friend." Bai Xian pinched the cigarette, he hadn't lit it for a long time.

"You don't need to add friends, I'll just call you when the time comes." Han Fei smiled and motioned to Brother Bai to calm down.

"Then don't forget it!"

"No." Han Fei did not expect Bai Xian to agree so readily.

"Friends enough, go, I'll drive you home." Bai Xian put the cigarette away. He doesn't smoke much, mainly because he is in a bad mood today.

We greeted Director Zhang, and Bai Xian led Han Fei to leave from the back door of the venue.

When Bai Xian went to pick up the car, Han Fei's phone vibrated again. After seeing the caller ID, his pupils shrank slightly.

The person who called him was called Ugly Scar. President Li had invited this man to Baixiangge to tell Han Fei and the others a horror story about the plastic surgery hospital.

Han Fei was very impressed by Ugly Scar, but because he has been busy recently, he has not taken the initiative to contact each other.

Before Han Fei answered the phone, a cold voice came from the phone.

"Didn't I tell you to talk about those things the next day?"

"But you didn't call me either." Han Fei found a quiet place: "But I also understand your difficulties. I have been searching for plastic surgery-related cases a few years ago. The case is indeed full of doubts. Now not only the victim, but also the victim's family members are dead."

Hearing Han Fei's words, Ugly Scar let out a ugly laugh: "It seems that I didn't find the wrong person. Let's meet as soon as possible. I feel like I don't have much time. Those things seem to have found me."

"Look for you? Where are you now? I'll go over right away."

"Xinhu North Suburb, the specific location, I will tell you when you are almost there."

Ugly Scar hung up the phone, and Bai Xian came over at exactly this time: "Get in the car, I'll see you away."

"Brother Bai, go home first. I'm going to the northern suburbs to do something." Han Fei checked his cell phone. It is now 7:50 in the evening. If everything goes well, he should be able to rush home before 12 o'clock. .

"Going to do something again?" Bai Xian shivered, but still said to Han Fei: "Because of the film festival, this area does not allow cars from outside to enter. Or I will send you there, a quick fight, we We can play games together at night."

"Alright, then you stay in the car this time."

Han Fei got in Bai Xian's car, and they rushed to the northern suburbs together.

The film festival was broadcast on virtual screens on both sides of the road. As the most unexpected dark horse this year, Han Fei has also become one of the hot topics. He directly established a foothold among the third-line actors.

Reporters and self-media workers were frantically discussing Han Fei, waiting for Han Fei to be interviewed, but Han Fei had already rushed to the northern suburbs to investigate the case.

Bai Xian looked at everything clearly, from the noisiest Wisdom New City to the coldest and desolate northern suburbs, he felt unreal.

After driving for forty minutes, Bai Xian and Han Fei arrived.

At this time Han Fei called Ugly Scar again, and he entered a residential area under the guidance of the other party.

Young people all ran to the main city. There were very few people in the northern suburbs who had little job opportunities. After dark, large residential buildings were dark. The buildings that were built madly in the past have now become ice-cold empty shells. It's like a size one urn.

Bai Xian's luxury car is incompatible with the surrounding buildings, because the road conditions are so bad that he dare not drive too fast.

"Here, it's here."

Han Fei got out of the car and entered the residential building in front of him with his mobile phone.

There is no light in the whole building, and it seems to be abandoned.

Pushing open the iron door leading to the underground floor, Han Fei walked down the stairs.

There was light at the end of the dark passage, and Han Fei took out his cell phone and dialed Ugly Scar again.

This time, the cell phone bell rang in the basement.

Highly vigilant, Han Fei moved a little bit in the direction from the phone's ringing tone. He avoided the garbage on the ground and came to the end of the basement.

"You came."

A cold voice sounded from behind Han Fei, and the ugly scar hidden under the black robe carefully stared at Han Fei: "Put all the reflective things on your body here. Mobile phones, belts, leather shoes, and buttons are not acceptable."

Han Fei did as instructed. After confirming that there was nothing reflective on Han Fei's body, Ugly Scar led him to a room at the end of the underground.

The walls, floor, and ceiling of this room were all painted black, and the surface of everything in the room was very rough to ensure that it would not reflect light.

"Just sit by the fire, it's still warmer here."

There is no light in the place where Ugly Scar lives, only a stove. The mobile phone he uses is also the kind of mobile phone specially prepared for blind people, and it doesn't even have a screen.

Putting some firewood into the stove, Ugly Scar sat in front of Han Fei: "Do you mind if I take off my hat? After all, I look a little scary."

"It doesn't matter, I have seen all kinds of mutilated corpses, and I have long been used to it."

"I heard such a comfortable answer for the first time." Ugly Scar took off his black robe and closed the door tightly. He was relieved after he was sure that he had not brought any reflective objects.

"You made your home like this, it should be to avoid the faceless woman who only appears in the mirror." After Han Fei said the words faceless woman, the ugly scar became obviously nervous.

He looked around with some fear, and then nodded slightly: "As expected, you are a bounty hunter who helped the police crack so many cases. You even found out a faceless woman~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You want to tell What is it with me? Or how do you want me to help you?"

"I have been hiding underground for these years, trying my best not to go out, but I don't know why she found it." Ugly Scar took an iron rod and flipped the firewood in the stove. There were several white shoes that were not completely burned inside: "I have a lot of money, as long as you do me a favor, I will give you the money."

Han Fei stared at Ugly Scar, waiting for the other party to continue talking.

"It's very simple. If a faceless woman appears later, you will stay in the same room with me. If I die, you will use your influence in the police to help me investigate what a faceless woman is. Take revenge for me and my wife by the way." Ugly Scar's tone is very slow, he seems to have been thinking about these words for a long time.

"You are lying." Han Fei said unceremoniously: "You should want me to be your substitute. After the faceless woman kills me, you will take the opportunity to escape and continue to hide in another place."

Ugly Scar's face trembled, but he quickly recovered his calm: "At least I didn't lie to you. That faceless woman will come to me tonight."