My Iyashikei Game

Killing until dawn, the early sun rises, the abnormality in the dead mirror gradually disappears, and it becomes a very ordinary mirror.

Outside the abandoned hotel, sirens blared, and the Xinhu police entered the underground of the hotel to meet with Han Fei. The members of the murder club were caught by the police, but unfortunately the woman wearing the mask of death escaped through the secret door.

"Han Fei, you are the butterfly's target now. Next time, you must not be so reckless, let alone leave our protection for a long time!" The police leader knew Han Fei, but Han Fei didn't know each other. If it wasn't to this point, it would be quite powerful.

"Today's situation is special, next time will be sure." Han Fei replied seriously.

Seeing the police coming in, Shen Luo could not wait to hug their thighs. He was frightened and followed the police every step of the way. Only those who have experienced it can understand his feelings at this time.

"You are unlucky, stay away from the police uncle." "I don't."

After dawn, Han Fei was also relaxed, and he started a day full of vitality in the quarrel with Shen Luo.

It was busy from 6:30 in the morning to 9:00, and the police brought Han Fei and Shen Luo back to the police station. The policeman on duty who had just met Han Fei yesterday saw him being brought over early in the morning, and he felt inwardly. There was no turbulence, and Ji Zhi casually greeted him.

This extremely harmonious scene was also seen by Shen Luo: "You still say that you are not an informant? They all know you!

"Do whatever you want.

At the police station, Han Fei and Shen Luo were taken to different rooms separately, and the police questioned both of them at the same time.

No matter it was Han Fei or Shen Luo, there was no need for them to lie. They honestly told the police what they had experienced last night. Han Fei even took out the mobile phones of the artist and the owner of the barbecue restaurant, as well as the relevant information he found. exhibit.

Since entering the death club, Han Fei has been secretly using the artist's mobile phone to record videos. Unfortunately, the light is too dark and many things have not been recorded. However, this has provided great help for the police to solve the case.

About eleven o'clock, Li Xue and her leader entered the room where Han Fei was.

The leader asked the others to go out first, leaving Li Xue and Han Fei in the room.

"It's so ridiculous, do you know what kind of people you met last night?" The leader looked very serious: "We encourage you to act bravely, but that is on the premise of ensuring your own safety."

"I didn't know they were an organized crime group. I definitely won't go there alone next time." Han Fei was very obedient, like the most honest student in the class.

"According to our analysis, Butterfly is most likely the core member of the Killing Club. It wants to kill you in every possible way, but you'd better go to other people's nests. Fortunately, Butterfly didn't expect you to be so tiger. If it is prepared in advance, even if you can fight again, there is no possibility of surviving last night." The old leader said bitterly,

He was really worried about Han Fei's safety.

"Butterfly is a member of the killing club? No wonder many of its crimes are in the outer suburbs."

"My friend? Shen Luo was also induced by butterflies? Is there something about him that can attract butterflies? Of course, I don't think he has no advantages, I just think he is special." Han Fei could not wait to move to another city Hold on, Butterfly's subordinates actually took the initiative to induce Shen Luo, this is really the old birthday star drinking arsenic and courting death by himself.

Thinking about it again, after Doctor Bai found Shen Luo, he followed Han Fei and went to two strongholds, all of which were destroyed. Although Shen Luo didn't contribute, he seemed to have done a lot in the dark.

"According to your friend's account, he went online to find a psychiatrist, and then met Doctor Bai from Sunday night school. The other party tricked him into the second floor of the barbecue restaurant, and then you took him to the murder club."

"I did it to protect him." Han Fei first cleared himself: "At that time, the situation was critical, the clues were about to be interrupted, and I couldn't leave him there alone."

"I can understand your approach, but I also want to tell you that the ordinary members and senior members of the killing club are all peripheral members, they just passively accept the remote control of the killing club, and they do not know the specific operation method. Only the core members can really destroy it." The middle-aged policeman looked at Han Fei: "They are a well-organized criminal group, and the only exposed member of the core members is the butterfly, which may also be a code name shared by the core members, and you and Huang Ying is the only person who has not been successfully hunted by butterflies in recent years, so you two must pay attention to safety and don't run around!"

The leader talked for a while, hoping that Han Fei would calm down and stay in the house honestly.

"Don't worry, I will protect myself.

"Han Fei nodded again and again, he knew that the other party was doing it for his own good.

"You are too assertive." The middle-aged policeman also knew that Han Fei only promised on the surface. If something happened, he would definitely run out. He sighed lightly and glanced at Han Fei's hands again: "Where did you learn these fighting skills?

Self-taught online.

"Self-study?" The middle-aged policeman looked at Han Fei, and then looked at Li Xue, who avoided his gaze: "I thought she taught you, but it's impossible to think about it, and the two hers together are not the same. your opponent.

"If there is nothing else, can I go home first? I haven't slept all night, and my body can't bear it anymore." Han Fei felt that the middle-aged police had seen something, but they didn't break it.

"Don't be in a hurry, I have a small thing to ask you." The middle-aged policeman turned on the computer and entered the police's internal database: "Last night in Shishuiwan, you released a woman wearing a mask of death, her identity very

Suspicious, it seems to be much more special than the average premium member.

"During the fight with her, I tore through her mask and saw her small face." Han Fei knew that the opportunity to make merit came: "I can draw her face."

After finding a pen and paper, Han Fei relied on his super memory to restore the appearance of the Death God woman.

"Unfortunately, I only saw half of the face, but I always feel a little familiar. She should have been on TV." Han Fei handed over his painting to the middle-aged policeman, and he immediately began to compare the big data.

After layers of screening, the middle-aged police identified three candidates.

Yi Wen Yu, President of the Student Union of Xinhu University; Yi Li Wei, Vice President of Fukang Pharmaceutical; Ye Xian, a second-tier singer.

The most likely of the three is Li Wei. Fukang Pharmaceutical and Yongsheng Pharmaceutical were called the two major pharmaceutical companies in Shanghai and Shanghai many years ago, but now they are on the verge of bankruptcy. Dissatisfied, opposed to new drugs, advocating the ancient method of mild treatment.

"Okay, just leave the next thing to us, you can go back." The police immediately began to make plans to investigate the three people.

Before Shen Luo came out, Han Fei wasn't going to wait for him. He just took a taxi home and ran as fast as he could.

After a busy night, Han Fei came home and wanted to take a nap, but he couldn't fall asleep. His mind was full of the woman who wore the mask of death last night.

"How could a woman who looks so thin and weak catch me with all my strength?

Turning on the computer, Han Fei started searching the Internet for information about the killing club, but all entries related to it were blocked.

The more this is, the more itchy Han Fei's heart is. After knowing the existence of the other party, he can no longer pretend that he can't see it.

Han Fei first tried to call Li Xue. The other party knew him very well. Before he could speak, Li Xue directly refused.

No way, Han Fei had no choice but to ask other friends for help.

After asking a lot of people, Han Fei finally gained something from Jin Jun.

As the most notorious paparazzi in Xinhu, Jin Jun has done shady work, and some transactions are not done through citizen accounts. He knows a lot of grey channels.

After learning about Han Fei's needs, Jin Jun sent Han Fei a website for housekeeping services. After Han Fei completed the cumbersome registration process, Jin Jun asked him to make changes in a specific place.

After passing the review, Han Fei saw the other side of the website, which was an online gambling scammer website.

Using a virtual identity, after entering the VIP room, an administrator will invite Han Fei to enter the game. At this time, Han Fei said the password given by Jin Jun, and the other party led Han Fei into the third layer of the website. After a strict review, They gave Han Fei a new web address.

After logging out and logging in again, Han Fei entered a public welfare website for psychological care for the elderly. On this website dedicated to solving problems for the elderly, he followed the instructions to open a gray online psychological clinic.

The room showed that no one was online, but Han Fei could enter normally. He followed the automatic instructions step by step. When he reached the sixth step, his computer was completely black.

"Have a virus?"

Ten minutes later, Han Fei's computer was restored, but all the pictures turned gray.

Pieces of rigid text messages appeared on the screen, and the other party reminded Han Fei that he had entered the gray area of ​​the Internet, where he could directly search for information outside the Internet cocoon room.

A countdown appeared on the screen, and he only had ten minutes.

The information outside the cocoon room is mixed, dangerous, full of darkness and violence, and the horror after human nature is out of control is fully displayed here.

After an in-depth search, Han Fei discovered something very serious.

Compared to Sunday night school and killing clubs, outside of the online cocoon room, death-spreading group chats are the worst-affected existences.

"These three seem to be a whole, stemming from the same thing."