My Healing Games

Chapter 333 The Wardrobe Leading to Death

Suggestions are achievable, while wishes are simply beautiful expectations; there is a clear difference between the two.

Looking at the cigarette in his hand, Han Fei did not light it immediately; he only held the cigarette for self-defense.

Many homeowners highly praised Han Fei's work after seeing the red dress. The fact that the elderly woman dared to offer suggestions showed that she wasn't too afraid of the red dress. Naturally, Han Fei had to be careful with such homeowners.

The old woman gleaned something from Han Fei's words. The butterfly pattern on the back of her neck rippled like waves. She took a few steps back and said earnestly, "You will kill everyone. You think you saved them? Actually, you've harmed them. That's the only way they can survive in the Death Building. You've cut off their path to life."

"If you were the ghost who jumped off the rooftop, or if you were the female anchor behind me, would you rather be used as a tool by your enemy in a daze, or would you rather fight hard to fight for that faint hope?" Han Fei didn't want to fight with the old man either; he had always respected the elderly and cared for the young.

After putting herself in her shoes, the old woman in black stopped talking, but she still stood in the doorway of room 1144, refusing to move aside.

"Admit it, you're definitely not thinking about others. You're just worried about being blamed by the building's managers." Han Fei wasn't old, but as a master actor, he had already developed a pair of eyes that could see through people's hearts: "No one wants to die. Everyone is trying their best to live. Now it's just a matter of changing the way we live."

"It's no use, you're just struggling in vain."

"What we do is our business. Aren't you looking for a way out? The door to the first floor is now open, but once you step out of this building, you will no longer be a resident of Building 1." Han Fei was just saying this casually. He promised to let the old man go, but he didn't say when the old man could leave.

If the old man really chooses to leave, then he will directly tear off the mask of politeness, first forcing the old man to reveal all the secrets he knows, and then consider the next step.

“You have no idea how terrifying the administrator is. If it enters Building 1, everyone except the residents of rooms 1044, 1144, and 1244 will be killed.” The old man pointed to the door behind him: “Before you cause a major disaster, I hope you will not provoke it any further.”

"The more you say that, the more curious I become. I've seen the madman in room 1144. He looks very weak. Why would the administrators pay so much attention to him?"

The old man's words only made Han Fei's gaze become more resolute.

Just as a conflict was about to erupt, the door to room 1144 was suddenly opened.

The bald, madman was lying by the door, cautiously looking into the hallway outside.

"Old ghost? What are you doing here again!" The madman stared intently at the old man in black, then frantically waved to Han Fei, signaling him to run away quickly.

"I'm saving you, and... you should call me Aunt Jia." The old woman in black was always furious when she saw the madman, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"I don't care what you call me! All I know is that you're a ghost!" the madman screamed. Strangely, although the old man in black was annoyed, he did not harm the madman.

"Now that you're out here, just say what you need to say." Han Fei put away his cigarette and took out the Life-Extinguishing Butcher Knife: "Tell me everything you know."

Seeing Han Fei threatening an old ghost with a knife, the madman slowly realized what was happening, and the expression on his face gradually changed.

Are security guards this aggressive these days?

Han Fei himself wasn't particularly intimidating, but the problem was that after he drew his sword, the woman in the red dress and the woman in the wedding gown also came over, and the corridor was covered in blood, blocking the old man in black's escape route.

After much deliberation, the old woman in black did not resist. She threw the black scarf around her neck to the ground, revealing the patterns on her neck.

“I’ll tell you the truth. The madman in room 1144 is a body prepared for himself by the administrator. If his current body is destroyed, he can be resurrected directly in this madman’s body through some means.” The old man tore off the madman’s shirt.

"What are you doing!"

The clothes shattered into pieces, revealing the madman's body covered in patterns.

“He is the manager’s backup plan. If he leaves room 1144 for too long, or if he runs into trouble, the manager will come immediately.” The old man hoped that Han Fei could understand the seriousness of the matter.

"So you're saying we can use him to lure managers? We can even set traps in advance to ensnare them."

"That's not what I meant!"

"You've reminded me." Han Fei opened the door to room 1144, his mood completely different from when he last came in.

"Brother, how did you get mixed up with them? They're ghosts! They're all ghosts!" the madman yelled, leaning against the door.

"People are divided into good people and bad people, and ghosts are the same. If you think about it from a different perspective, they are actually victims just like you, innocent souls who have been harmed by those in power. You are not only not enemies, but you also share a common enemy."

Listening to Han Fei's analysis, a hint of doubt appeared in the eyes of the madman. His expression gradually calmed down, and he felt that what Han Fei said actually made some sense.

"Last time you said you had to be back in your bedroom before 4 a.m. or something bad would happen. I'm curious what's in your bedroom?"

If Han Fei wants to obtain the hidden profession, he needs to gain the approval of all the owners. If there are other things hiding in room 1144, he may miss out on the hidden profession of "Dead Building Security Guard".

"I can't explain it clearly. You should come and see for yourself. This bedroom seems to connect to other places."

The madman glanced at the clock on the wall and opened the bedroom door.

The moment the door was pulled open, the madman's body tilted towards the bedroom, as if there was something else in the room pulling him down!

"To be reborn!"

Without uttering a single wasted word, Han Fei swung his sword and slashed at the door.

A brilliant display of humanity tore through the black and red door panel, falling into the darkness.

A scream came from the bedroom, and an arm much longer than a normal person's arm retracted into the closet.

Han Fei helped the madman up and stared into the bedroom.

The room contained a desk and a bed, and most of the furniture was in good condition, except for a wardrobe in the corner that exuded a strong sense of death.

The wardrobe seemed to have a life of its own; its doors were covered with butterfly patterns and fine veins. It was fixed in the corner of the room, directly opposite the madman's bed.

"This wardrobe is an extremely rare cursed object. The administrator can use it to directly enter room 1144; it's one of the escape routes it has prepared for itself," the old woman in black said in a sinister voice. By now, it was too late for her to leave.

"The manager can enter here through the wardrobe? Is this wardrobe connected to Building 4?" Just as Han Fei was about to approach the wardrobe, the woman in the red dress walked over, and countless blood threads wove stunning patterns around her body.

“Apart from the manager, no one knows where the wardrobe is connected to, nor does anyone know what’s inside. There have been some fearless guys who tried to go inside to check, but they never came out again.” The old woman in black sighed. She was about to say more when she suddenly noticed Han Fei’s gaze lingering between her and the wardrobe.

A chill instantly crept into her heart, and she quickly retreated, but it was already too late.

(End of this chapter)