My Iyashikei Game Chapter 634: I’m really afraid of myself
Chapter 635 I am really afraid of myself
Three sets of clothes, each of which seems to represent a human life. Based on the information on the note, it can be deduced that from Monday to Sunday, there is one victim every day, and the owner of the house has at least seven lives.
"Are these bloodstains on my arm the number of deaths? One is engraved for killing a person? Ninety-nine is too outrageous."
Looking from the bloodstains to the ground, Han Fei looked at the clown mask, and a strange feeling appeared in his mind. He was clearly only staring at a mask, but he vaguely seemed to see his own face.
The mask is like a mirror, reflecting his heart, or in other words, revealing his true inner self.
Laughing unscrupulously, hysterically, crazily than anyone else, but there was a tear on his cheek that couldn't be wiped away.
"Is this the real me?"
As if his body was being called by something, Han Fei involuntarily picked up the mask on the ground.
"Murdering clown? Laughing clown? Crying clown?"
After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei put the clown mask in his backpack, and he was about to leave.
The smell in the back room is too strong. If you stay there for a long time, the smell will soak into the clothes and hair. This may be the reason why my father came home with a smell that day.
"You must never live in that room again tonight."
Regardless of whether there were ghosts or not in that place, Han Fei didn't plan to go back, and he didn't want to have any contact with his "parents".
Although the couple treated Han Fei very well, he really had no memory of his parents at all. They were like strangers on the side of the road.
Putting his bag on his back, Han Fei was about to leave when he suddenly heard a strange noise from the cabinet in the back room.
"There are still corpses hidden inside? No, there should be half-dead victims hidden inside?"
For Han Fei, the best choice now is to leave and not to meddle in other people's business.
Curiosity killed the cat. If there is really a victim hidden in the closet, if he goes to open the closet now, the other party will probably see his face. Will he kill the cat then? Or let him go?
Rationality told Han Fei that he should leave and not mind his own business. The other middle-aged woman was coming back soon.
"If I don't consider that I may be a murderer, and don't consider anything else, what kind of decision will I make now?"
"If I leave, that person will definitely die. This is a human life."
After a moment of silence, Han Fei walked over and looked inside through the gap in the cabinet door.
It's pitch black and you can't see anything.
"It can only be opened."
Using violence to remove the lock, Han Fei opened the cabinet door. There was no imaginary victim inside, only a dying black cat.
This cat looks very ugly, the skin on its body is missing piece after piece, as if it is a stitched doll.
What's even more weird is that there are nine strange black lines on the cat's skin, and those lines are concentrated on the wild cat's heart, which is not like it was painted on the day after tomorrow, but more like it was born.
"This is the owner's cat? Why do you torture it like this?"
Sensing someone approaching, the cat let out a weak cry. It seemed to be very hostile to people.
"It's no wonder you hate those people after being hurt like this." Han Fei sighed softly: "Throwing you here, you will probably be killed by them, or just throw it away. Find a way to help you."
Han Fei picked up the cat and put it in his backpack.
"It's time to go."
Walking towards the exit of the door, Han Fei heard footsteps before he reached the door. His ears moved, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Go out now, you may bump into people coming from outside!
Almost within a few tenths of a second, Han Fei responded. He threw the clothes in the back room on the ground, creating the illusion that they had been rummaged through.
After finishing quickly, he stood at the back door of the iron gate.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the owner of the footsteps seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly started running.
"Someone?!"
The middle-aged woman rushed into the innermost room. She looked at the opened door in surprise. The expression on her face was completely different from before, mixed with fear and distortion.
"Who came in!"
She saw the clothes thrown on the ground in the back room, and rushed towards the back room immediately.
When the middle-aged woman ran into the back room, Han Fei walked out from behind the door, and he flashed behind the middle-aged woman and left the room.
Walking out quickly, Han Fei didn't dare to stay. He ran out of Building No. 4, tried his best to avoid surveillance, and escaped from the community over the wall.
“I’m not sure if I’m persecution paranoia, but I know that after dark, I will see some scary things, so I have to find a safe place before dark.”
There was a very faint meow from the backpack. The wild cat seemed to be dying soon, and it would lose its vitality completely after a while.
"I'll help you find a pet hospital."
Han Fei knew the location of a pet store. His memory was far beyond ordinary people. When he came back from the hospital on the first day, he memorized all the buildings he passed by. This seemed to be one of his many "habits".
"Do I remember those buildings for the convenience of escaping? What kind of dire straits do you have to live in to hone such an instinct?"
It was still some time before dark, Han Fei suppressed his inner fear of everything around him, lowered his head, and walked quickly across the street.
About half an hour later, Han Fei entered a pet shop on the corner of the street. Perhaps because of the poor location, the business of this shop was not very good.
In the empty pet store, there are few customers and few pets.
"Can you help me save this cat?" Han Fei unzipped his backpack and took out the scarred cat.
He was about to put the cat in the pet store, when a mean-looking man came over: "Don't leave it! This is a stray cat, right? Do you know that these cats may have various diseases? ?”
"I'm sorry." Han Fei squatted down, holding the cat in his hands: "Can you save it?"
"Is it necessary to save it after being injured like this?" The mean man looked at Han Fei and said, "It's not impossible if you insist on saving, but the price is very high, so you have to think clearly."
"As long as it can be saved." Han Fei had no money anyway, so it didn't matter how high the price was.
"Cheerful." The man immediately changed his face, as if he saw the God of Wealth, he didn't dislike the sick cat anymore, holding that cat was like holding a golden bump: "I used to be this The most famous veterinarian on the street, she opened such a store because her daughter likes small animals, you have come to the right place this time."
It took almost two hours for the man to take the wild cat out. He disinfected and cleaned the wounds on the wild cat's skin, then stitched them up bit by bit, and then gave the cat a comprehensive examination.
"Your cat itself is not sick, but it is often abused, and it has not eaten or drank water for a long time, so it is so weak." The man took off his gloves: "Fortunately, it was delivered earlier, and a few days later In an hour, it is estimated that it will return to Meow Star."
"Thank you."
"You are being polite, these are what I should do." The man with a mean face showed a smug smile, and then he stretched out his hand to Han Fei: "I did a full set of inspections on it, and used the last A good medicine costs 5,200 yuan in total. How about this, make a friend, I'll give you the change, and you can give me 5,000 yuan."
"Five thousand is fine, but I don't have that much money now." Han Fei was telling the truth, and his expression was sincere.
"I'm going? Want to eat the overlord's meal? Try to see if you can walk out of this door today?" The man's face darkened instantly, and he grabbed the clothes rail behind the counter.
"The cat can be kept here with you, I will give you an IOU, and I will definitely pay it back in the future."
"You're so beautiful! Who would want this broken stray cat? Is it worth fifty yuan? Don't talk to me, it's useless! Take the money!" Seeing that Han Fei was not good at words, the man walked over directly , grabbing Han Fei's collar: "I've seen people like you a lot. If you don't have the strength, don't save any stray cat. It will prolong its pain and make everyone suffer."
"I will pay it back." Han Fei had to find a safe place before dark, so he was in a hurry to leave.
"You look like a dog, how can you do such a thing?" The man grabbed Han Fei's collar with one hand, and grabbed Han Fei's arm with the other: "Give me the money immediately! Otherwise, I will Just call the police!"
"Call the police?" Han Fei's pupils twitched, and he turned his head to look into the man's eyes: "Don't force me, I'm really afraid of myself."
"What are you looking at!" The man felt a little guilty when Han Fei looked at him. He was about to say a few words to cheer him up when his palms suddenly felt sticky.
Looking down, his hand holding Han Fei's arm was stained with blood.
"Blood?" Taking a step back, the man looked at Han Fei's arm. There were dense wounds under the long sleeve.
"I think it's better for you not to call the police, and I hope you can just forget about me." Han Fei's expression was a little painful: "There are eleven surveillance cameras on this street, and I avoided them all when I came over. Your small store is on the corner of the street, and few people usually come here. If I do it here, I can even have enough time to deal with the crime scene. By the way, the surveillance in your store is installed at the cash register, and I have been watching it from the beginning to the end. Did not step into the monitoring area."
"You, what are you talking about?"
“The clothesline can’t kill people in your hands, but it’s different in my hands. My eyes seem to have seen several ways of your death. Really, I also hate this strange feeling , but I can't control it." Han Fei grabbed the man who was about to retreat and prevented him from returning to the surveillance shooting area: "Did you notice something?"
"What's the matter..." The man found that he couldn't break free at all, and now he feels bad.
"Since I entered the house, these cats and dogs in your pet shop have never barked again, and they all lie on their stomachs and dare not move around. Did they smell something from me?"
Hearing Han Fei say this, the man was really a little scared. He felt extremely abnormal today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he woke up suddenly.
"Brother, look at what you said. You are definitely a kind-hearted person who rescues stray cats." A smile appeared on the man's face: "We all love small animals, I can't believe you I was just joking~IndoMTL.com~ It’s seven hundred dollars in total, you don’t have to come back to pay back the money, why don’t I give you two more bags of cat food?”
"Give me your phone." Han Fei glanced at the man's hand that was about to reach into his pocket, as if he had guessed all the man's thoughts.
"Okay, brother." The man took his mobile phone out of his pocket, with a mournful face.
"Don't call the police, I can assure you that I will never hurt you when I stay sane." Han Fei turned on the phone and found that there was no lock screen password, and put the man's phone in his pocket: "The phone and five thousand I will return it to you, I hope you can trust me."
"Why don't you return it, I'm serious." The man didn't want to see Han Fei anymore, this was the first time he saw such an abnormal customer.
"Are you afraid of me?" Han Fei frowned. The doctor diagnosed him as suffering from severe persecution paranoia, and he hated being afraid.
I almost do the handstand and do the splits today, so hanging...
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