My Iyashikei Game

In the tempering of life and death, Han Fei's acting skills have reached a special level.

He put on the uniform of a deliveryman, and he didn't have any extra performances, but he looked just like a deliveryman who had been in the business for many years. No matter his behavior, his eyes and his temperament, he was impeccable.

When passing the security booth, the security guard on duty not only did not stop him, but even gave Han Fei a bottle of water.

Entering the Shaheyuan residential area, this is the best place in Shahe, and the community is like a park.

"The boss lives in area 1, and the family who ordered white rice lives in area 9."

The entire Shaheyuan is divided into nine areas, No. 1 to No. 4 are on the right, No. 5 to No. 9 are on the left, and the right side is obviously more lively than the left.

According to the ordering address, Han Fei came to a residential building in the deepest part of the community. There were hardly any people around.

Carrying the takeaway box, Han Fei walked up the steps and pressed the electronic doorbell at the entrance of the corridor.

The sound of ding dong and ding dong kept ringing, but no one came out of the building.

"The whole building looks no different from other buildings in the community. The nearby lawns and gardens are also taken care of every day, but it seems that not many people live in the building."

Taking out his mobile phone, Han Fei called the phone number left by the orderer. The phone was always busy and no one answered.

"This corridor door is locked. How did Wang Ping'an get in last night? Who opened the door for him?"

When Han Fei was worrying outside, footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor. He raised his head in surprise. An old man in his 60s was slowly going downstairs with a mobile phone.

"He's the one who ordered the meal? The one who ordered the meal is still alive?"

It was noon, but the darkness in the corridor was a little unusual.

The old man walked to the first floor, put the phone to his ear, and said into the phone, "If you are too busy, don't come back this year for the holidays. I'm quite comfortable living alone."

After finishing speaking, the old man hung up the phone. He walked to the entrance of the corridor and glanced outside: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm delivering food." Han Fei's phone still didn't get through, but the old man had ended the call. The orderer should not be him. It might just be a small misunderstanding.

"Takeaway?" The old man stared at Han Fei for a long time before opening the corridor door: "Come in."

"Thank you old man." Just as Han Fei was about to enter the corridor with the takeaway box, a gloomy wind blew on his face, and he shivered.

"Young man, almost all the residents in the building have moved out. Whose order is this?"

"The address is written on the 9th district of Shaheyuan, the fourth floor, and the house number is 19." Han Fei took out his mobile phone and glanced at it with a pretentious look.

"The fourth floor?" The old man was about to go out, but after hearing Han Fei's words, he stopped: "Did you send it wrong? There is no one living on the fourth floor."

"But this is the address that people fill in."

The old man didn't speak any more, just nodded and continued to walk downstairs.

"Bang!"

When Han Fei walked to the third floor, the sound of the door closing came from the first floor, and someone seemed to have locked the corridor door.

"It's daytime, so there shouldn't be any problems." The landlord's ring did not respond, and his mood value was normal. Han Fei adjusted his state and went directly to the fourth floor.

The high-end residential areas in Shaheyuan are generally not very high, and this kind of small building has five floors in total.

"Is anyone home?"

Standing at the door of Room 401, the entire corridor was filled with echoes from Han Fei himself.

"Your takeaway has arrived." Han Fei glanced around. The corridor was much darker than before. The outside of the building was sunny, but the inside was cold and damp.

"Is there anyone here..." Before Han Fei finished speaking, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, startling him.

"Wang Ping'an? Why is this kid calling me now?"

After answering the call, Han Fei thought that something had happened to Wang Ping'an, but Wang Ping'an on the other end of the phone didn't say a complete word.

"Peace, are you okay? Hello? Hello!"

The cell phone signal suddenly deteriorated, and after a rustling sound of electric current, the phone was hung up.

Holding the phone, Han Fei was still thinking about why Wang Ping'an called him when his phone vibrated again.

Looking at the mobile phone number displayed on the screen, Han Fei held his breath, this time the orderer called him.

Pressing the answer button, Han Fei didn't make any sound, and concentrated on capturing all the subtle sounds from the microphone.

The sound of rice washing, the sound of chopping vegetables, the sound of frying things, and the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding...

The orderer on the mobile phone seemed to be in the kitchen, busy ordering various meals.

"its not right."

There were various sounds coming from the phone, but Han Fei was lying on the door but didn't hear any sound coming from the room. It felt as if the phone and the room were two different worlds.

"Am I looking in the wrong place?"

The orderer called Han Fei, but he didn't say a word, and Han Fei didn't dare to hang up.

This lasted for more than ten seconds, and Han Fei heard a man's voice on his mobile phone: "The dishes are almost ready, let's get ready."

"Second brother, our dad hasn't come back yet. He seems to have gone shopping just now."

"There is no shortage of everything at home, what is he going to buy?"

"Should be going to buy meat."

"There's enough meat, let's finish the frozen meat in the refrigerator first, it's a waste to buy so much!"

"Dad wants to eat fresh meat dumplings."

"What fresh meat is not fresh meat, you go to serve the vegetables, I will call our father back."

The sound of footsteps came from the mobile phone. The sound was getting closer and closer to Han Fei, and soon he reached the door of the room, followed by the sound of the door opening from the mobile phone.

When the door lock was twisted, the security door in front of Han Fei opened at the same time.

Listening to the noise from the mobile phone and looking at the door slowly opening in front of him, Han Fei subconsciously clenched the strap on the takeaway box.

The moment the door opened, all the voices on the phone disappeared. Han Fei stood at the door with his mobile phone in his hand, wondering if he should enter the room now.

"I also specifically chose noon, the time with the most yang energy."

Shaheyuan No. 9 is a high-end residence. The rooms are very large and the interior decoration is very luxurious, but the house is full of dust, obviously no one has lived in it for a long time.

"The takeaway you ordered has arrived." Han Fei entered the room step by step. He found shriveled fruit on the coffee table in the living room, and then turned to look at the dining table, which was filled with all kinds of rotten and stinky meals.

"Have so many dishes? It feels a bit like a family reunion during the Chinese New Year."

Holding the takeaway box in one hand, Han Fei walked to the dining table. He was about to check some meals on the table when he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him.

Turning to look at the bedroom next to him, Han Fei's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and there was a row of black and white photos on the wooden table in the bedroom!

There are men, women and children in the photo, and they are all staring at Han Fei in the living room at this time.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei touched the landlord's ring, his Adam's apple trembling slightly.

He resisted the fear and pushed the bedroom door completely open.

The curtains in the room were closed, making it extremely dark.

Stopping by the table, Han Fei opened the takeaway box, put the old lady's package aside, and placed the box of rice in front of the photo.

"I don't mean to offend, I just want to deliver the white rice. You guys like to eat rice from this restaurant. I can deliver it for you in the future. It's fine to tie the cook to you."

It seems that because he was too scared and nervous, when Han Fei was picking up the rice, he "accidentally" opened the old lady's package, and the love letter, rice dumpling leaves, and the letter that said it was a gift to an old friend all fell out.

"Sorry, it's my first day at work and I'm a little nervous."

Han Fei seemed to be talking to himself, he started to pack in a panic, but when he was about to pick up the letter for his old friend, a pale hand picked up the envelope in advance.

Looking up along the hand, there were expressionless, bloodless people standing at the door of the bedroom, staring straight at Han Fei.

"Boom..."

The security door in the living room slowly closed, and the pale faces approached Han Fei.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Han Fei opened the zipper on the deliveryman's uniform, then opened his coat, revealing the innermost uniform of the thrift store clerk.

"You may not believe it when you say it, but I'm here to avenge you."

Han Fei didn't reveal the thrift store uniform, but when he saw the clothes, the temperature in the house instantly dropped to freezing point, and the chill from the landlord's ring also scratched Han Fei's fingers like a blade.

"I brought out the zongye leaves and letters. The next person the store owner wants to kill is me! Now I'm desperate, and I'm dying both ways. It's more valuable to let me die." Han Fei already knew what to do next.

He had brewed his feelings and was about to start talking, but an accident that no one expected appeared.

Han Fei's phone suddenly vibrated, he looked down, and a number called.

Han Fei saw that phone number once. When he borrowed an Oriole mobile phone to call Wang Ping'an's father two days ago, he secretly looked through Oriole's address book. This number also appeared in Oriole's address book, and Oriole gave the other party The note is - the boss.

"The boss of the mall is calling at this time? Has he already discovered that there is a problem with the shrine?"

Looking at the answer button on the phone screen, Han Fei hesitated, answering the phone in front of the victims would definitely have serious consequences.