My Iyashikei Game

Looking at the tactical pen that Han Fei took out from his trousers pocket, and Han Fei's professional posture, Bai Xian's eyeballs were about to pop out.

Why would an actor carry this thing with him when he goes to an event? And his posture is too professional!

"Don't get too far from me." While paying attention to the front carefully, Han Fei did not forget to protect Bai Xian behind him. He has always taken care of his teammates, which is a good habit cultivated in the deep world.

"Okay, okay." Bai Xian nodded again and again. In the past, he only thought that Han Fei was a very good young man. Until today, he saw the other side of Xinhu's "criminal nemesis", which is far from being "excellent". Words can be simply described.

Holding the door panel to open it, Han Fei didn't go in directly, but looked down at the ground carefully.

The house was covered with dust, and a man's shoe print could be vaguely seen.

"He went to the second floor." Han Fei moved step by step, but after walking a few steps, he realized that something was wrong. More and more shoe prints began to appear on the dusty floor tiles, and those shoe prints and men's shoe prints Different, all are left behind by children's shoes.

In order not to frighten Bai Xian, Han Fei didn't tell him about it, just motioned him to get closer to the wall, not too close to the handrail of the stairs.

In an old building like this, the handrails are not necessarily firm, and there are hidden dangers in themselves. More importantly, if something is suddenly attacked, it is easy to be pushed down the stairs when walking beside the handrails.

Han Fei has accumulated a lot of experience in the deep world. He knows the various ways of hiding and chasing killers. Now he is very selfless sharing these experiences with Bai Xian. These knowledge that is difficult for ordinary people to sum up can be said It is priceless, Bai Xian was moved to tears after hearing it.

"Why don't I still wait for you in the car?"

There are always countless choices in life, and Bai Xian is now hesitating between facing a ghost and facing a murderous maniac.

"Can you go back alone?" Han Fei had already reached the stairs. He smelled a faint rancid smell in the air, which made him feel familiar.

"That's fine." Bai Xian followed Han Fei honestly, his body almost sticking to the wall.

"Did you smell a stench, as if something was rotten and deteriorated? I smelled this strange smell on Xia Yilan before." Han Fei led Bai Xian as he was about to go upstairs, when a light suddenly crossed the door. The door was pushed open.

Han Fei responded very quickly, holding down Bai Xian and decisively lowered his body.

He and Bai Xian hid on the stairs, staring at the door from a blind corner.

The light swept across, and a man in a worn security uniform with a police flashlight stood in front of the door.

He first scanned the room with a flashlight, and then, as if to strengthen himself, he shouted a few times into the empty room.

"Is anyone in there?!"

"I can tell you! You can't come into this place casually!"

Seeing that no one answered, the security guard moved with difficulty: "Don't hide! I've seen you all! If you don't come out, I'll call someone!"

The room was dead silent, the security guard's chest heaved, his forehead was sweating, and the hand holding the flashlight was shaking slightly.

"If you think it's inconvenient for me to show up here, then I can leave first and give you ten minutes to retreat."

The security guard didn't speak at all, and he was afraid of it. He took a step towards the room, then took a half step back, dawdling, Han Fei looked a little anxious.

Just when Han Fei was about to ignore him and go upstairs, Bai Xian's cell phone suddenly rang, and the melodious bell sounded very strange in the dead plastic surgery hospital.

"Snapped!"

Bai Xian hurriedly prepared to turn off his mobile phone, but the security guard was too scared to hold the flashlight steady, and dropped the police flashlight directly to the ground.

"When are you two coming back? I've already been on stage twice." Bai Xian touched the wrong button, the video call was connected directly, and Director Zhang's voice rang on the phone.

Before Director Zhang finished speaking, Bai Xian hung up the phone, but at this time the security had already looked at the place where they were hiding.

"Come out! Who's there!"

The flashlight rolled out so far on the ground that the security guard didn't even dare to pick it up. He only vaguely saw two human-like shadows.

"Many people have died in this plastic surgery hospital. It's haunted at night. Don't blame me for not reminding you! Come out by yourself!"

The security guard clutched the jade pendant hanging from his neck, summoned up all his courage, and then took three steps forward.

He stared at the two shadows, but in the end he didn't move forward: "Can't you come out? Then I can call the police!"

He didn't even bother to pick up the flashlight, he turned his head and ran outside without even closing the door.

Hearing that the security guard was going to call the police, Bai Xian couldn't stay still. He was a well-known actor after all. If he was found by the police and went to an abandoned plastic surgery hospital late at night, he would definitely be hotly searched.

"Don't go out, that person won't call the police, and he's not a security guard." Han Fei grabbed Bai Xian's wrist.

"How did you know?"

"Security uniforms usually have Chinese and English logos on the armbands, and the name and number of the security company on the left chest emblem, as well as special anti-counterfeiting designs, but the dark uniform he wears obviously does not have these things. Pay attention to his hat, it doesn't match the uniform at all, it should be a uniform that he put together." Han Fei knows the security uniform very well, and he knows every detail of the security uniform.

"Do you still understand this?" Bai Xian's eyes were full of surprise.

"I work part-time as a night shift security guard." Han Fei stopped staying, and immediately walked upstairs: "That guy's voice

The sound was loud, whether he did it on purpose or not, the people in the building must have noticed it, and we had to move faster. "

Walking down the stairs to the second floor, there were more and more children's shoe prints on the ground, and the men's shoe prints became less clear.

"It doesn't look like much from the outside, how come the interior space..." Bai Xianzheng called out suddenly, he touched his neck, and it seemed that something had fallen into his collar just now.

"What's wrong?"

"It should be a bug, right?" Bai Xian was not too sure, and kept shaking his clothes.

"Be careful." Han Fei looked at both sides of the corridor with a tactical pen. The corridor was very ornately decorated. It didn't look like a plastic surgery hospital, but more like a private manor integrating convalescence, healing, and leisure.

Walking forward slowly, the door on the left of the promenade reads eternal youth, and the door on the right reads thinking immortality.

Han Fei tried to open the door, but all the doors of the room were locked.

The top priority now is to find the man, so Han Fei did not choose to break through the door to check. He and Bai Xian walked along the corridor until they stopped at the first fork.

"Why didn't you leave?" Bai Xian looked at the empty, dark corridor, worried that a murderer would suddenly rush out from behind a certain door.

"I'm not sure where the guy went."

"I don't know? Then how did you make sure he came to the second floor before?" Bai Xian shrank his neck, not knowing what Han Fei was thinking.

"His shoe print is gone here."

"Shoe prints?" Bai Xian looked down subconsciously, and with the help of the light from the screen of his mobile phone, he saw the dense prints of children's shoes on the floor!

"Fuck!"

Bai Xian's face turned pale, and his body completely froze in place, unable to take a step.

"This place is really haunted!" Bai Xian's eyes were full of those shoe prints and footprints, and a picture emerged in his mind almost uncontrollably. Numerous disfigured and skin-grafted children were running up and down the corridor. Finally, they all looked at him who was standing at the fork in the corridor.

"Bang!"

Without warning, a window they just passed by was suddenly shattered, and the sound startled Bai Xian, who was already scared.

Turning to look, there is only broken glass in the corridor.

"Han Fei, let's get out of here, it's not good, it's really not good!" Bai Xian couldn't even go back alone. He couldn't imagine that a person who was running for four would be able to do it. frightened like this.

Han Fei next to him didn't speak. Bai Xian took a peek out of the corner of his eye and found that Han Fei's expression had not changed at all.

"Sure enough, not everyone can be a hero. Let me be an actor honestly." Bai Xian's voice was trembling. He grabbed Han Fei's sleeve with one hand and clenched his phone with the other. His last sense of security.

"There is another possibility that the footprints disappear, that is, he stepped on the original shoe prints again and returned the same way." Han Fei looked at the broken glass, and he returned the same way.

As he was about to approach the window, he stopped.

"Most of the glass fragments fell into the house, which means that the person who broke the glass should be standing outside the house, but I clearly remember that there was no one in the corridor, so thinking about it, the other party should be hiding in the room on the other side of the corridor. !" Han Fei turned his head suddenly, and he happened to see a man with a sharp knife and a bloody face standing in the window of the next room!

The most important thing is that this man looks exactly like the security guard downstairs!

"Ghost! There's a ghost!" Bai Xian felt that every hair on his body stood up. He had never encountered such a terrifying thing in half his life!

Coolness penetrated into his heart, he felt that his blood vessels were about to freeze, and his mind was full of what the security guard downstairs had said.

A lot of people have died in this beauty salon, this place is haunted at night!

Fear made Bai Xian lose his ability to think calmly in an instant. He shivered and repeated a sentence - that security guard is a ghost, that security guard is a ghost!

"Calm down! No ghost will break the glass by themselves, and they may be twins who look the same." Han Fei stared at the other's bloody face, and lightly licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue: "If I just turned around to check the one who was beaten. In a room with broken glass, when I turned my back to him, he would definitely attack me from the dark, stabbing a knife into my back."

"He looks the same as that security guard. That security guard is dead, they are all dead!" Bai Xian was already panicking, and his words were incoherent. The only good thing about him was that he did not leave Han Fei to escape alone.

"The temperature of the place where the ghost appears will suddenly drop. If the temperature does not change significantly, even if it is a ghost, it is just a very ordinary regret and obsession." I don't understand.

"What's the meaning?"

"I just want to tell you, there's no need to be afraid." Han Fei looked at the man standing at the window: "You must have never seen a face with real blood and flesh, right? The flesh on such a face is opened, and blood and flesh will be mixed. At the same time, the color is black, and the pungent bloody smell can be smelled from far away."

Han Fei's suppressed voice made the faces of the man standing in the room and Bai Xian change. They felt that Han Fei was like a gourmet. After tasting a rare dish, he smiled and said that the meat tastes similar to human meat. But there are subtle differences.

The man standing in the room clenched the knife in his hand, the blood on his face slid down his chin, the muscles in his arms were tense, and he seemed to be ready at any time

Rush out.

"What should I do?" Bai Xian was the most panicked at the scene, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Han Fei didn't answer Bai Xian, just took out his mobile phone and pressed the record button.

When he took out his mobile phone, the man in the room seemed to think he was going to call the police, no longer hesitated, and jumped out of the window!

The bloody face, the strong and burly body, and the dazzling sharp knife, all these magnified in Han Fei and Bai Xian's eyes.

The terrifying "murderer" was walking towards Han Fei and Bai Xian with a very strong sense of oppression, grinning and showing a cruel smile.

"It's over, it's over!" Bai Xian dragged Han Fei back a little bit. He was full of regrets now. He hesitated for a moment just now, and he and Han Fei had lost the best opportunity to escape.

"I shouldn't have waited for him to come out of the room!" Bai Xian was full of regrets, the most important thing was that his calf was weak and he couldn't run fast: "Han Fei, you have assisted the police so many times, did they tell you? How to deal with this situation?"

"According to the police, when we encounter a knife-wielding robber, don't think about grabbing a knife or fighting meleely. If you can run, you must run." After he finished speaking, he unbuttoned his suit and looked at it. Bai Xian glanced: "What are you waiting for? Run!"

The three of them started running wildly at almost the same time, but Bai Xian and Han Fei sprinted in opposite directions!

At that moment, neither Bai Xian nor the "Murderer" reacted.

Bai Xian didn't stop him, and the "killer" didn't stop. Han Fei's movements were so fast that he didn't seem to be ready to run from the beginning.

When the "Murderer" was caught off guard and prepared to swing the knife, Han Fei had already narrowed the distance. This close-quarters fight is a man who has been trained with Li Gui, and his movements are extremely ruthless.

He kicked the "Murderer" near the thigh, and the sound of the dislocation of the bones was clearly heard in his ears. When the "Murderer" lost his center of gravity, his five fingers locked the "Murderer"'s cheek like iron pliers, and pressed the front. Slam the opponent's head, and then use the force of the opponent's fall to hit the wall next to it!

"Bang!"

The wall peeled off, fine cracks appeared, and a blood flower was left where the head of the "Murderer" collided with the wall.

The body fell softly, and the "Murderer" who was still grinning just now was unconscious, as if he had just passed out.

Kicking the sharp knife into the corner, Han Fei patted off the wall ash on the suit, and then turned off the phone recording.

The whole process only lasted three seconds, and Bai Xian hadn't even run a few meters away. When he turned around again, the murderous "murderer" was already unconscious.

"you……"

Bai Xian looked at Han Fei in a suit and black leather shoes, and at that gentle, slightly introverted face, he couldn't say a word for a long time.