My Iyashikei Game Chapter 721: The inn where the personality rests
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Severe pain came from all over his body, especially his face. Han Fei’s facial features seemed to be being burned by the fire. He lay in the dark and clenched his teeth. Laughing wildly took away part of the memory. Han Fei didn’t know what the real deal was. He struggled to stand up, but his body didn’t seem to be his own. After crawling a few meters in a certain direction, he passed out. The hysterical laughter slowly faded away, and Han Fei seemed to be abandoned by the world, leaving only endless darkness around him.
Laughing wildly took away Han Fei’s face, and he wanted to replace Han Fei in this world. People will: Seeing a new Han Fei appear, they will never imagine that the real Han Fei will be abandoned in this black room
I don’t know how long it has passed, but the pain on Han Fei’s face has subsided a little. He vaguely heard the phone keep ringing, and there seemed to be a faint light in front of him.
Barely looking up, a kind-hearted Cannian was squatting in front of Han Fei with a mobile phone.
“Fu Sheng?”
The remnant in front of him is Fu Sheng who was imprisoned in the mirror by the “dream”. In order to help him leave the mirror in the plastic surgery hospital, Han Fei let him enter the butcher’s knife of death.
In the memory shrine of the plastic surgery hospital, Han Fei changed Fu Sheng’s fate, but later Fu Sheng still chose to go back to the old road. He left his good thoughts and memories in the plastic surgery hospital and went to the paradise alone.
Seeing that Han Fei was awake, a smile appeared on Cannian’s face. He handed the mask and butcher’s knife on the ground to Han Fei, and then walked away. In the black room in the center of the maze, in the midst of boundless despair, Fu Sheng’s kindness seemed to be the only candle. With a faint light on his body, he walked ahead to guide Han Fei.
The last black room was very large, as if it had no boundaries, and Han Fei even felt like he was walking in a black box.
Time lost its meaning, there was no reference, no direction, Han Fei just silently followed Fu Sheng’s kind thoughts, and they walked for a long, long time. It wasn’t until the wound on Han Fei’s cheek stopped bleeding and the pain gradually weakened that Fu Sheng, who was walking in front, stopped.
He turned his head and smiled at Han Fei, his body dissipated into the darkness and merged into the wind of despair.
“Fu Sheng!
Han Fei stretched out his hand to grab the opponent, but he didn’t catch anything. Looking in the direction where Fu Shengshan’s thoughts disappeared, there was a faint light not far away.
“Is that an exit?
With his legs moving forward, the light in Han Fei’s vision gradually became clear. After a few minutes, he finally saw everything clearly.
In the center of the boundless darkness, there is a dilapidated and cracked hotel, and the light comes from the hotel window. “Why is there such a building in the center of the maze? Why did Fu Sheng’s kind thoughts bring me here?
Slowly moving forward, Han Fei saw the signboard of the hotel. Except for the word “heart”, which he could barely recognize, the other words had been erased by time.
“This is the deepest secret of the maze? A hotel called Heart?”
When he walked to the door of the hotel, Han Fei hesitated when he was about to open the door. He endured the pain and put on the smiling face mask again.
“I look scary now, I’d better wear a mask.”
Slowly pushed the door of the hotel open, and with a soft creak, Han Fei felt that everything related to the black box on his body was disappearing rapidly. It was just a simple process of entering the door, but deprived All the ghost marks on his body were gone.
That feeling is very strange, like a person alone
Jumped into the water, but at the moment of entering the water, the body and the soul were separated. The body floated on the water, but the soul plunged into the deep water.
‘I’m in the black box now, right? The black box has many layers, and one layer at a time can only be opened to see the secrets inside. Han Fei feels that he is in a certain layer of the black box.
He looked into the hotel very cautiously, and there was nothing special about this dilapidated building.
Next to the main entrance is a hall for passengers to rest. There is a passage leading to the backyard and a wooden staircase leading to the second floor at the corner of the hall. Everything is very ordinary, what is extraordinary is the travelers gathered in the hotel at this time. Hearing the sound from the door, several people in the room looked at Han Fei. Apart from Han Fei, many people in the hotel had already arrived early.
Looking across the figures, Han Fei’s eyes finally stopped on the sofa in the lobby. A handsome young man who looked exactly like him was squatting beside the sofa, taking good care of the unconscious woman on the sofa.
The quiet young man with the same appearance as him was laughing maniacally, and the unconscious woman on the sofa wearing glasses was Li Guoer.
The maniacal laugh that took away Han Fei’s face brought Li Guoer to the hotel. He wanted to completely replace Han Fei and get everything Han Fei had.
Noticing Han Fei’s gaze, Kuang Xiao smiled politely at him, as if meeting him for the first time.
In addition to laughing wildly, everyone else in the hall had serious expressions, and the air in the room was dull, as if something terrible had happened not long ago.
“Find a seat and sit down first.” The man standing in the middle of the hall motioned for Han Fei to come over. He was dressed in policeman’s clothes, tall and burly, with regular facial features, and looked upright. On the wooden chair next to the police officer, was tied a middle-aged man who was seriously injured. The man was wearing a blood-stained shirt. He had only one arm, and there were large bruises on his face and neck.
“One-armed, heavy”
Han Fei thought of someone, but he didn’t speak. Instead, he walked to the corner of the hall and sat on a wooden chair.
“Shouldn’t there be any other tourists?” The police officer glanced at the crowd, and after a pause, he lifted the black cloth from the dining table in the hall: “In other words, the murderer is among us.”
The smell of blood poured into the nostrils. There was a male corpse hidden under the black tablecloth. The back of the dead man’s head was pried open and his brain was dug out. Next to the skull of the deceased, there was a black box.
“How long have you been trapped here? Don’t you know that the outside world is completely chaotic? Our top priority is to find a way out, not to continue the internal friction.” The man who spoke seems to have entered the paradise to play Tourist, he ran here by accident and couldn’t find his way out.
“You are defending the murderer by saying that
?” The police officer stared at the man: “Or do you want to live with a murderer? You are not afraid that he will continue
To commit a crime and regard you as his next target?”
No one in the hall refuted any more, and the police officers were very satisfied with everyone’s cooperation: everyone told you your name, occupation, and where you have been and what you did last night.
There was dead silence in the hotel. After a long time, the oldest old man coughed twice. He was in poor health and couldn’t keep a sitting position for a long time: “Let me tell you first, I am the owner of this hotel. I- I have been running this store all the time. But I have very serious amnesia, and I also forget when I opened the store here. It seems that I was here before the paradise was built.” He moved with some effort Body: “Last night I boiled hot water and put it in the hall, but I didn’t see anyone suspicious, and I couldn’t be the murderer myself. Even if I wanted to kill someone, I didn’t have the ability.
When the innkeeper was coughing, a young man wearing a grimace mask next to him quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him.
“Xiao Fu is the only waiter in the store, and he is also my grandson. I will hand over the store to him in the future, and he has no reason to commit murder.” The boss defended the young waiter next to him very much.
While the few people were talking, Han Fei’s eyes lingered on the waiter for a while, and the feeling that the other party gave him was very similar to that of F.
The police officer nodded and looked at the only sober woman in the hall: “You are also a tourist
Do you?”
The woman looked very tired, but her eyes were extremely firm: “I am not a tourist, I entered the maze to find my child, his name is Fu Sheng, and I want to take him home.
Hearing the woman’s voice, Han Fei looked away. Even with master-level acting skills, he was worried that he would lose control of his emotions and show his flaws.
The only sober woman in the hotel is the wife. She has no map or guide and has come here step by step.
“Don’t make me rush, you guys go on in order, don’t try to get away with it.” The policeman didn’t make things difficult for the woman, and looked at the next person.
“I am a magician in Paradise. I escaped and came in. The outside is already in chaos.” Sitting next to the woman was a very good-looking man with a neutral voice and wearing a ring on each finger. Ring, and many dolls hanging on his body.
“I also escaped to escape those lunatics.” The middle-aged man who had refuted the police before said: “You can call me a screenwriter. I came to the park to find inspiration, but I didn’t expect that there would be so many inspirations. The point where the brains burst out.”
“Screenwriter?” Han Fei’s eyes lingered on the middle-aged man for a long time. His backpack was once full of scripts, but it was a pity that the backpack had long been lost.
After the middle-aged screenwriter finished speaking, the room fell into silence again, and everyone looked behind the middle-aged screenwriter.
In the corner of the hall sat a dirty little girl, her face was terrified, her body curled up, she seemed to be a mute with some mental problems.
“This little girl can never be the murderer
Really?” The middle-aged screenwriter picked up the water glass on the coffee table: “But she may be a witness, just because she saw the murderer
That’s why she was too scared to speak. “‘Next.”
“It’s me?” The young man with the same face as Han Fei stood up. He was gentle, quiet and restrained: “My name is Han Fei, and I’m an actor.”
After he said the name, everyone in the hotel stared at him, but everyone looked at him differently. “What is your relationship with this woman? Why have you been taking care of her?”
“She is my subordinate and friend ~IndoMTL.com~ Without her help, I would not have been able to come here alive, so no matter what, I would not leave her behind.” His voice was the same as Han Fei’s when he said it. ‘You are quite affectionate. The policeman grabbed the hemp rope and pushed the man with only one arm to the table: “I am a criminal policeman. I followed the fugitive into the paradise and finally captured him. This guy is the fugitive.”
The middle-aged man who fell on the table was very weak. He looked at the policeman with regret and pain in his eyes. When the policeman finished speaking, he shouted with all his strength: “Don’t believe him! I am The policeman chasing the prisoner, this ‘person’ is the fugitive! No matter how the middle-aged man yells, no one around is willing to speak out, and the policeman looks at him silently, with a sneer on his lips.’ There is only one last person left.” The police officer ignored the one-armed fugitive, and he and everyone looked at Han Fei who was wearing a mask: “What’s your name?
The scab under “I” Han Fei’s mask hadn’t solidified yet, and he knew that the maniacal laughter was staring at him. After a while, he slowly said in a hoarse voice, “My name is Fu Yi.” He almost heard this At the moment of the name, the eyes of the only sober woman changed. Her eyes wandered between Kuangxiao and Han Fei, and finally fell on Han Fei.