My Iyashikei Game

"At eight o'clock in the evening, the time is a little tight. I will try my best to participate."

Han Fei didn't care who came, all he thought was as long as he didn't disturb himself playing games.

"Then I'll take it as you agreed?" Director Zhang's assistant breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of Han Fei's rejection.

This young actor is good in everything, but he is not the same as a normal actor. Other actors are eager to walk the red carpet every day and attend events to increase exposure.

If it was said that he was forced by life to solve murders to make ends meet, Assistant Director Zhang felt that Han Fei's current interests and love were all about doing justice and courage.

In fact, it is not only him, but other staff members on the filming site also think so.

"Mr. Han, I have already reported your information. Have you considered joining any company recently?" Assistant Director Zhang approached Han Fei: "If not, don't worry, after you win the award, your worth will definitely skyrocket. ."

"I have no plans to join the company. I am an actor just because I only know how to act."

"Those criminals caught by you probably don't think so." Assistant Director Zhang accidentally said what he said, and quickly changed the subject: "Before the event starts, I will inform you again, Director Zhang knows that you don't have an agent. So if you have anything, you can contact me directly."

After he finished speaking, he trotted away, it seemed that if he stayed with Han Fei for a long time, his soul would be sucked away: "I am obviously much older than him, but when I talk to him, why do I always panic in my heart? ? To say that I have seen a lot of first-line stars before, their temperament seems to be completely different from Han Fei."

Looking at Assistant Director Zhang's back, Han Fei shook his head: "Why did this big brother speak his mind again? Am I so intimidating in the eyes of the staff? Or is it some talent I acquired in the game? , vaguely affected the people around you?"

Returning to the old city by car, Han Fei tried to use his talents and abilities in the game on the road, but unfortunately only attracted the kind and caring eyes of passers-by.

Before entering the community, Han Fei saw a face he didn't want to see the most, and the leader of his former company ran over again with Acheng.

"Have you finished yet? Are you here?" Han Fei said very rudely, he didn't have any good feelings for the leader.

"Han Fei, don't think that after filming with Director Zhang, you have the confidence to follow us like this..." Before Ah Cheng finished speaking, Han Fei had already walked past him.

"You!" Han Fei's attitude made Acheng very unhappy. The better Han Fei is now, the more jealous he becomes. He felt that all of this should belong to him originally. If Han Fei hadn't robbed him of his leading role, he would have been the one who followed Director Zhang's play now, and the artist who had been scrambled by major companies must also be him.

Anger immediately surged to his head, he grabbed Han Fei's shoulder, but when his palm was about to fall on Han Fei's left shoulder, his wrist and palm were directly grabbed by Han Fei.

Han Fei's hands were like iron clamps, and Acheng couldn't even move.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Let go! Let go!" Acheng grinned, his other hand trying to grab Han Fei's face.

Han Fei took a small step back, then pulled hard, and Acheng, who lost his balance, fell to his knees on the ground.

"If your mouth is half clean, you won't be thrown down today." Han Fei grabbed the crying Acheng, turned his head and gave the leader a cold look: "I hope you can figure it out. For this matter, it is not you who have been giving me a chance, but I have been giving you a chance."

After he finished speaking, he threw Acheng on the ground casually: "The hands are well maintained, remember to take care of the mouth in the future."

Leaving in big strides, Han Fei didn't want to affect his mood to play games because of these scumbags.

"Slot! How dare you be an actor in the street! I have more than one million fans anyway! Han Fei! This is not over!" After Han Fei was far away, Acheng got up from the ground and shouted a few times towards the corridor .

"Okay, it seems that he really doesn't want to cooperate with us." The leader returned to the car with gloomy eyes.

"I really don't understand why you have to come to him. That person has something to do with a murderer and will cause big trouble sooner or later!" Acheng stood outside the car, covering his hand, and the place where Han Fei was caught was already purple .

"The film festival is coming soon. If there is an actor in the company who can compete for awards, I will not come to him." The man turned up the temperature in the car: "Drive! A group of guys who can't support the wall with mud, it's useless to throw money at him. , and also make trouble for me."

Without waiting for Acheng to get in the car, the man directly let the driver drive the car away. He sat in the car without turning his head or even looking at Ah Cheng who was still standing in the same place.

"If you don't want to help me, then don't think about it. It's easier to destroy a person than to cultivate a person."

The man took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "I heard that Director Zhang's "The Suspenseful Family" is about to finish filming. When they start promoting, you play the victim's family and start targeting Han Fei in all aspects. Forcing the "Suspense" crew to delete Han Fei's role, anyway, I heard that he is just an unimportant supporting role."

"Don't worry, we have already arranged it, this time it will definitely be a fatal blow! He will never be able to mix in the entertainment group!" A shrill man's voice came from the phone: "By the way, the big boss recently It was very angry there, the initial layout of the company in "Perfect Life" seemed to be taken over by someone, and now he seems to want you to go back to preside over the work there."

"What does it mean to have one pot served? Isn't "Perfect Life" a healing game?"

"Last night our two top accounts were maliciously killed, and we are still

It is not clear how the other party killed the person. After dawn, we contacted other studios, and when we were about to investigate the murderer, the murderer appeared again, and he killed all our talented seed accounts! ' There was suppressed anger in the high-pitched male voice.

"Have you offended anyone?"

"How can I offend people if the novice village didn't go out? Now everyone is racing against time to upgrade and develop, but we were targeted by this perverted murderer."

"After the film festival is over, I'll go back to the head office. You can find the murderer yourself first." The man looked at the icon on his sleeve. The head office was a large entertainment company, involving various industries, and film and television was just one of them.

The vehicle drove directly back to Wisdom New City. The man walked out of the underground garage of his community. While waiting for the elevator, a painter stopped beside him, and it seemed that he was also waiting for the elevator.

"It's really bad."

Taking out the silk scarf from his pocket, the man covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps to the side.

After a while the elevator arrived, and the worker with a bucket of red paint entered the elevator car.

The man frowned and hesitated for a while before entering the elevator reluctantly.

After waiting for the elevator to start, the man straightened his collar against the bright elevator door, completely ignoring the painter standing in the corner.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Butterfly who lives in Garden No. 24?"

A voice came from behind the man, and the painter suddenly opened his mouth and said something inexplicable.

He exhaled a breath of turbid gas. The man was too lazy to talk to the painter. Now he just felt that the other party entered the elevator, causing the whole elevator to smell of paint.

"excuse me, you are……"

"I found the wrong person!" The man waved his hand impatiently. He covered his nose and glanced at the painter with a frown: "You are new here? Who told you to bring paint into the elevator! Like talk!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's the first time I've come to such a high-end community and I don't know the rules." The painter apologized repeatedly, and his attitude could even be described as humility.

The man seemed to think he couldn't care about such a person, he turned his head again, and his eyes swept to the elevator display screen inadvertently, and the numbers on it made him stunned for a moment.

"Twenty-fourth floor?"

The elevator in the smart city is really fast, but he felt that after entering the elevator, he just casually said a few words to the painter, and his house was not on the 24th floor.

The mirror-like elevator door opened, and outside was the corridor on the twenty-fourth floor. The man had never been to this floor before. He looked at the empty corridor and couldn't turn his head for a while.

Is that the painter coming to this floor?

Instead of going out, he pressed down on the floor he was going to, then looked back at the painter.

As he turned his head, he saw the painter in the corner staring at him through the bright, smooth walls of the elevator car.

Without any reason, the painter stared straight at his back.

Goosebumps appeared on the back of the man's neck, but he didn't think too much about it. The people who were able to enter the community were all checked by the mind and brain, and the citizens' information was rated above b in all aspects.

"Are you going under this floor?" The man stepped aside.

The painter shook his head: "I thought you were going under this layer."

"Me?" The man's mind was all about the company, and now it doesn't feel right.

It is a pity that the elevator door has been closed at this time. The elevators in the high-end residential areas of Smart City are all automatic face recognition. If the owner enters the elevator without a voice request or manual key press, it will automatically send the owner to the floor where their room is located. If there are many people At the same time, it will also reasonably arrange the most efficient delivery plan.

The elevator started again, and the man slowly realized that something was wrong with the painter beside him. The other's posture had not changed since he entered the elevator. , as if something rotted.

Out of the corner of the eye, the man also saw a half-cut string at the painter's ankle.

The material of the rope was old, and it didn't match the clothes on the painter's body at all.

"This is your first time here?"

"kindness."

"Where did you work before?"

"I helped my relatives in a plastic surgery hospital, but they killed people and the hospital closed down." The painter's words were normal, but in the closed elevator, the man always felt nervous when he heard the painter's words.

He decisively stopped the conversation, and the elevator quickly stopped.

There was no problem with the elevator this time, and it stopped on the seventeenth floor, where the men lived.

Looking at the corridor outside, the man immediately walked out.

When the elevator door was closed, he quietly glanced into the elevator again, the painter was still staring at him, and there seemed to be something like hair in the paint bucket he was carrying.

"Did I read it wrong?" The man walked to the door of his house, and when he was about to open the door, he found something abnormal again.

A medical disposable shoe cover was thrown in front of the door of his house. The shoe cover looked dirty and seemed to have been used for a long time.

"What is this?" The man kicked the shoe cover aside, and when the shoe cover rolled, a child's shoe fell out of it.

The shoes were small and pure white, and after staring at them for a long time, they felt very uncomfortable.

"Since I met that Han Fei, I don't seem to have one.

Good things. "

He no longer bothered with the shoe covers. After unlocking the door with the password, he was about to enter the house when he heard a sound, and the elevator door that had been closed seemed to be opened again.

Not daring to think about it, the man immediately entered his house.

"Why do you get off work so late every day? Are you carrying me home to find your wife again?" A coquettish voice came from the living room, and a woman came over in pajamas.

"Something happened." The man took off his coat that smelled of paint and went straight into the bathroom.

"What's your attitude? Don't I even have the qualifications to ask you?" The woman picked up the coat on the ground and chased into the bathroom.

The man rinsed his face with warm water, and when he looked up at the mirror, he suddenly found that his young and beautiful girlfriend's face was covered with stitches and pinholes that were constantly expanding.

"Bang!"

His hands didn't support his body, and he almost fell to the ground.

The woman held her coat with surprise and doubts on her face: "What are you doing crazy?"

Turning around, when the man looked at his girlfriend's face, he found that she was still as beautiful and moving as before, with shatterable skin and delicate facial features, like a Barbie doll.

"It's okay, it's okay, I may have been too tired recently." The man waved his hand and locked himself in the study alone.

"I'm still asking you something!" The woman knocked on the door of the study for a long time, but the man didn't open it. She threw the man's coat on the ground angrily.

With a soft sound, the woman found that a child's shoe fell out of the man's coat pocket, and the shoe was pure white.

...

Han Fei returned to his rental house. There was still some time before twelve o'clock in the morning. He didn't rush to log in to the game, but first opened his mobile phone to check the account balance.

Director Zhang's work efficiency was very high. After the new contract was signed, the supplementary film remuneration was directly credited to Han Fei's account.

Looking at Cary's numbers, Han Fei thought of the dead building and the neighbors in the happy community again. For Han Fei's sake, they were willing to risk their way through the plastic surgery hospital and into the paradise area.

Without the help of his neighbors, Han Fei alone would not be able to gain enough prestige in a short period of time.

"It's better to use this money to help their families, and it can be considered to increase my virtuousness."

Han Fei called the police and asked them to contact the families of the victims before the film rewards just released.

The police highly praised Han Fei's ideological awareness. In fact, Han Fei also rushed to break the 100 for his own wickedness, so that he could upgrade the shrine, so he refused the police's public commendation, and just told the victim's family his name, if everyone has anything If it is difficult, you can contact him.

After the transfer, Han Fei turned on his computer and mobile phone and started studying.

As a professional actor, if Han Fei wants to play the hatred of the plastic surgery hospital, he will definitely improve it in every aspect.

While learning about plastic surgery, he began to look for plastic surgery-related murders.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Han Fei was surprised to discover that there used to be a very powerful plastic surgery hospital in the outer suburbs of Xinhu. Later, from a certain period of time, there was suddenly no information about that hospital on the Internet.

The reason why Han Fei was able to find any clues about the hospital was entirely because he used some special methods that Feng Ziyu taught him.

After an in-depth search, Han Fei found out that the hospital was actually funded and built by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. At that time, the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical was still going there frequently.