My Iyashikei Game

The night was dark, and there was not a single person on the street. The surrounding was dead and I felt very depressed.

The flickering neon lights glowed in cool tones, and the shops on the street were closed before midnight.

"Day and night in this city are literally two worlds, and I seem to have been in a similar city before."

San Hanfei stood in the shadows at the entrance of the alley with his bag on his back, and he looked into the distance.

At the end of this dark night, there is a paradise, the towering Ferris wheel looks down on everything, and the sightseeing car covered with lights looks like one eye.

Compared with the deserted city, that paradise seems to monopolize all the joy and light in the dark night.

"The park is also open at night?"

Han Fei remembered that he found a doll costume in the basement. The hidden note in the clothes showed that the victim was the doll actor in charge of the night shift in the park.

"It always feels that the park is the center of the city, and all the buildings exist around that park."

The unease in his heart gradually became stronger. Han Fei knew that he couldn't stay in one place for too long. He left the alley and moved quickly along the shadows along the street.

Pedestrians and vehicles could not be seen on the road, and the siren sounded farther and farther, until it finally disappeared completely.

"This city is so weird, I don't know if it's just the city in my eyes, or the city in everyone's eyes."

Stop and go, Han Fei finally met a person when he was passing a street.

She was sitting on a chair at the bus stop, wearing glasses, carrying a bag, and wearing professional attire.

The woman didn't dress up deliberately. She seemed to be working late, so she didn't go home until now.

Pressing her fingers on her sore calf, the woman took off her high heels and put her feet on them.

She seemed to have something on her mind, looking at the dark street with a blank expression.

Staring at the woman, Han Fei vaguely felt that the other party was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

Not daring to contact him rashly, Han Fei was about to leave quietly, but before he had gone far, his heart jumped, and he found that there was another person in the alley not far away.

Half of the other party's face was hidden in the shadows, wearing a dark suit, as if he was holding something in his hand.

"His target is the woman waiting for the bus?"

Han Fei remembered what Dr. Fu said, there have been many unnamed corpses in the city recently.

"Would you like to inform that woman?" Han Fei didn't even think that the first thought that popped into his mind would be to help a woman, a serial murderer and perverted madman. When he saw someone in a dangerous situation, what would he do? Maybe the first thought was to save people?

This subconscious reaction made Han Fei a little shaken: "There may be some problems with my previous speculation. Maybe the woman I met in the paradise is the truth."

The more he thought about Han Fei, the more he felt that it made sense. He felt that he was really not the kind of person with a perverted hobby.

"Is there a possibility that I'm not actually a serial killer, I'm just a screenwriter who is investigating a murder case, but was accidentally involved, and finally the murderer blamed me for his own murder."

While Han Fei was thinking, the woman waiting for the bus put on her shoes again. She seemed to know that she missed the last bus and was going to walk home.

When the woman with glasses moved, the man hiding in the shadows also moved.

The woman didn't realize that the danger was approaching quietly, she was just vaguely afraid, and slowly began to speed up her pace.

At first, she chose the main road, but it seemed that she had to go through a very narrow alley to get home.

After looking around for a long time at the entrance of the alley, the woman walked in after confirming that there was no danger. Her house seemed to be in the residential building at the end of the alley.

The gloomy alley is very dark, there are no lights on the buildings on both sides, and all the windows are tightly closed.

The surveillance cameras at the intersection have their heads drooping and have long been destroyed. What happened in this alley may be completely covered up by the night.

Gently exhaling a breath of cool air, the woman clenched her backpack, and she walked faster and faster.

The high heels stepped on the ground, making a thudding sound, and she kept turning back, for fear that there would be another person behind her.

The darkness became more and more intense, and the woman felt that she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat. When she turned back for the fourth time, there was a hint of fear in her eyes behind her glasses!

In the shadow not far behind her, a man in a black suit and mask, holding a black box, suddenly rushed towards her.

The masked man was like a giant crocodile hiding in the dark river. After discovering the prey, he tore off his disguise and opened his mouth full of fangs.

The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale, she hurried forward, but it was probably because she was too scared that she accidentally sprained her foot when she stepped.

It was too late to take off her high heels now. She watched the masked man approach, but at this moment, a stone accurately hit the back of the masked man's head.

Blood flowed out at once, and the masked man who was chasing the woman stopped. He turned his head to look behind him.

Han Fei stood at the entrance of the alley. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, and there was a cat's head in his backpack.

No one spoke, and in this high tension, no one dared to make unnecessary noises, and they all focused their attention on the other party.

After a short pause, the masked man charged at Han Fei with a black box. Compared with the woman, Han Fei was a bigger threat.

The man's speed is very fast, and it looks like he has been professionally trained. After closing the distance, he directly threw the black box in his hand at Han Fei!

The black box seemed to be a magician's prop box. The lid of the box was opened in mid-air, but it seemed that there was nothing inside.

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and Han Fei suddenly smelled a pungent odor, and then he felt a sharp pain in his eyes. .

"What's in the box?"

At the last moment when his eyes were closed, Han Fei saw the masked man take out a sharp knife from under his suit. He knew that it was the most dangerous time, but his eyes seemed to be pricked by a needle and could not be opened at all.

There was a weak cat meow in his ear, and it was too late for Han Fei to escape now. He couldn't even see the road clearly, and rushing for his life would only make himself a mess, leaving his back to the enemy with a sharp knife.

Holding his breath, Han Fei raised his arms, and in the blink of an eye, the masked man had rushed in front of him.

The sharp knife slashed downward, and Han Fei heard the cold wind.

He endured the pain and opened his eyes a slit, the sharp knife was about to touch his neck.

The meat in his belly was burning, and when life and death were at stake, Han Fei's body responded by itself.

The blade fell, his head dodged to the side, and the blade slid across his face.

The dazzling blade reflected on Han Fei's face. He used the blade as a mirror. After seeing that he had escaped the fatal blow between life and death, Han Fei's instinct seemed to be completely awakened.

When the masked man was about to cut back for the second time, Han Fei's arms wrapped around the opponent's arm like a giant python prey. He couldn't see it, so he simply pulled the other party into his arms.

Close combat, close combat.

Han Fei forgot what he had learned in the past, but all the tricks he used were the most dangerous killer moves. All attack methods and attack positions had only one goal, that is, to kill the opponent in the shortest time.

This kind of killing skill needs to be trained countless times and rich in actual combat before it can be trained, and Han Fei already has all of this.

The masked man never imagined that he would miss out. This sickly dressed man in front of him actually avoided his own attack without being able to see it, and he even used such terrifying professional fighting skills.

Many chances are only once, and he has the first mover and advantage, but as he is close to Han Fei, the opportunity has come to Han Fei.

Unlike the masked man, whether Han Fei has amnesia or not, he knows one thing very well. If he wants to get out of despair, he must firmly grasp every opportunity!

The fist blasted out like a cannonball, hitting the mask directly.

Han Fei's attack is very heavy, and it is continuous. As long as the opponent finds a hole for him, he must hit the opponent until he loses the ability to resist.

To be soft on a perverted murderer, that is, brutal punch after punch to the victim, the masked man is estimated to have suffered a severe concussion and brain injury. He couldn't even hold the knife and fell to the ground.

Han Fei, whose eyes still hadn't recovered, didn't dare to be careless. He was extremely skilled in breaking the man's wrist.

Hearing the piercing sound of bones breaking, Han Fei's heartstrings seemed to be touched, and this unpleasant sound evoked some good memories in him.

"I've done such a thing?"

His eyes hurt, so Han Fei had to strike hard, and he couldn't give the opponent a chance to fight back.

The masked man didn't even utter a complete sentence, and was already unconscious. The white mask he was wearing was smashed by Han Fei, and blood seeped through the gap between the mask and his face.

"What's in your box? Is there an antidote?" Han Fei slapped the other on the cheek, but unfortunately the man couldn't say a word.

Enduring the stinging pain in his eyes, Han Fei tried his best to prepare to leave. He didn't want to have any intersection with the woman in front of him.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" The woman wearing glasses took off her high heels and walked towards Han Fei a little while leaning against the wall: "Thank you for saving me."

A woman looks sweet and cute, and it is easy to arouse the desire to protect others.

"Go home quickly." Han Zhifei's eyes hurt more and more. In his current state, walking alone on the street,

Probably won't survive tonight.

"Would you like to go back with me? I'll take care of your eye injury. Those liquid medicines may cause you to become blind." The woman was very worried about Han Fei. When Han Fei closed her eyes again, her arms were light Lift lightly.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of electricity penetrated into Han Fei's body, and Han Fei, who had not recovered, was stunned to the ground.

The last thing he saw was that the woman dragged the car that had been hidden in advance from the garbage heap,

"Looks like we'll be taking them back twice."

Opening his eyes in a daze, Han Fei felt that the pain in his eye sockets was not so much. He wanted to get up, but found that he was chained to the wall and his clothes were lost.

"Awake?" The woman sat beside her with her chin on her back, with various men's clothes piled up behind her.

Han Fei stared at the woman's face, he felt that the other party was definitely someone in his memory, but he couldn't call the other party's name. It is precisely because of this familiarity that Han Fei, who suffers from "delusional persecution", does not have much protection against women. His instinct seems to not think that the other party will hurt him.

"Tell me, where is Dongyi?" The woman took off her glasses and wiped them: "In most cases, I only want Paradise Points, and I won't kill anyone."

"I don't know what points, but I feel you are familiar, we should have known each other before..." Han Fei stared at the woman with all his might: "Have you ever liked it?

I? "

The woman who was wiping the lenses stopped, with a wonderful expression on her face: "Looks like you really have had enough."

"I lost my memory and forgot a lot of things in the past, but the first time I saw you, I felt like we knew each other before, that's why I went to save you." Han Fei was telling the truth: "I know that in that case, It must be a problem for a woman to walk into the alley on purpose, and your acting skills are a bit unnatural, and you feel like a third-tier actor who has not understood the essence of acting skills, and can only deceive outsiders."

"Knowing that I have a problem, you still came after me to save me? You made me laugh." The woman put on her glasses again and put a few pills into the cup.

"The doctor said that I have persecution paranoia, but I feel that I should be able to predict death. When you approached me, I did not feel fear or fear. This is the second reason why I am willing to save you." Han. Fei's hands were chained by iron chains, but it was strange that even in this situation, he still didn't feel afraid, but instead had a strange sense of accomplishment that someone else's dream had come true.

"Murdered paranoia? Predicted death? Still amnesia? Are you stacking buffs here?" The woman walked up to Han Fei with the cup of medicated water, and she stared at Han Fei's face carefully: "Young It's close to me, if you don't want to tell me where the points are, then tell me what your last words are?"

After being silent for a long time, Han Fei still couldn't remember anything. He shook his head, and then begged very seriously: "Don't kill my cat, okay?"

"Gone?"

"I really lost my memory. I don't remember anything. I just rescued that cat today."

"Do you know that you almost beat a person to death just now? He also took off the opponent's arms. The method was extremely cruel. Would a guy like you save a cat?" The woman didn't believe what Han Fei said at all. She put the medicine cup to Han Fei's mouth: "Don't you think I won't kill you? Come on, take this medicine obediently and let me see..."

Before the woman finished speaking, Han Fei had already lowered his head and drank, he was really thirsty.

"Anything else? Can you give me some more water?"

Looking at Han Fei's face, the woman looked at the empty cup again: "You are quite refreshing, I suspect you are gambling your life, but then again, why am I still reluctant to kill you? I want to kill you. Imprisoned here, torture you every day."

Standing up, the woman poured another glass of water: "Don't you really know about Paradise Points? But if you didn't receive an invitation from Paradise, why would you have Paradise's clown mask in your backpack?"

"I don't remember..." Han Fei drank the second glass of water, pursed his lips, and looked at the woman's face:

"Can you tell me your name? Maybe this will remind me of who you are more quickly."

"My name is Li Guo'er, a wanted criminal on the run." The woman looked at Han Fei with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

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