My Healing Games

Chapter 418 Whose Face Did You Steal?
The man took a silk handkerchief from his pocket; the handkerchief was already stained with blood. He skillfully used the handkerchief to wipe the edges of the wound; this was probably not the first time this had happened.

His face was ashen. As the man walked out of the women's restroom, he saw Han Fei. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with undisguised hatred.

It was his idea to impersonate a victim's family member to attack Han Fei. He spent a lot of money and planned it for a long time, but not only did he fail to ruin Han Fei, he also pushed Han Fei's popularity to new heights, which infuriated the man.

"You've created a good persona, but remember, the more likable a persona is, the more people will hate it when it collapses." He tried to calm himself down and recover from the abnormal state he had just been in.

"So that's why you ran into the women's restroom?" Han Fei took out his phone, which was recording audio, and switched to video recording: "A company CEO with such a hobby?"

"I just went to the wrong place." The man threw the silk scarf in his hand into the trash can, his face turning green with anger.

Just as he was about to say something more, his phone suddenly started vibrating again.

After glancing at the caller ID, the man quickly walked past Han Fei and only answered the call after he was far away from Han Fei.

"I understand. Give me that white shoe, I'll get rid of it!"

"What a damn bad luck, nothing has gone right."

The man started arguing with the woman on the phone again. As he walked around the corner, a sound suddenly came from the men's restroom, as if someone had knocked something over.

Han Fei thought the painter should still be in the toilet, so he immediately went in to check. But to his surprise, there was only a bucket of water lying on the ground.

"what happened?"

Stepping out of the restroom, Han Fei looked towards the other side of the corridor.

The man, holding the phone, did not enter the main venue. Instead, he walked towards the underground parking garage at the back entrance of the venue. Not far behind him, the painter reappeared, carrying a small bucket full of red paint.

The man was completely unaware that he was being followed by such a strange person, and continued arguing with the woman on the phone.

"Didn't the painter go into the restroom with him? When did he come out?"

Han Fei sensed that things weren't so simple. His mind was filled with the man's words—Mr. Butterfly who lived on the 24th floor and the child in white shoes.

What is the relationship between the child in white shoes and the butterfly? Why is he looking for the butterfly? Is the painter the one in white shoes?

Thinking of this, Han Fei looked at the painter again and found that the man was wearing a pair of white shoes.

Han Fei didn't hesitate and chased after them. Just as the painter and the man were about to enter the underground parking lot, an arm grabbed Han Fei's shoulder.

"What are you doing here? The event is about to start, and Director Zhang has saved a seat for you next to him." Bai Xian entered early, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Han Fei come in, so he came out to check again.

"I came here by bus with the staff, but I remember you drove here by yourself?" Han Fei showed no intention of returning to the lobby.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Bai Xian stared blankly at Han Fei, not understanding what Han Fei was thinking.

"Tonight's event is just a warm-up, and with your abilities, you're sure to qualify and be nominated for a major award," Han Fei said quickly.

“Indeed.” Bai Xian sighed with emotion, “I’ve been a runner-up for years, always getting nominated, but never winning the final award.”

“Since you’re sure to be selected, it doesn’t really matter if you miss tonight’s event. I see a lot of top-tier figures aren’t here.” Han Fei grabbed Bai Xian’s hand, as if he didn’t want Bai Xian to leave.

It turned out that Bai Xian had come to call Han Fei back, but now Han Fei had grabbed his arm instead.

"That's true, but I'm not a top-tier actor yet, so I still need to attend these events..."

"Brother Bai, are you interested in doing something big with me?" Han Fei's eyes seemed to be shining, and his tone made it hard to refuse.

"Now?"

“Yes, you drive. We’ll follow that man and see where he’s going.” Han Fei grabbed Bai Xian’s arm and headed towards the underground parking garage. “That man is acting strangely. If we don’t handle this well, something bad might happen.”

"Are you trying to apprehend a fugitive?" Bai Xian was surprised. He had played many roles, but this was the first time he had actually done something like this in real life.

"Quick! He's getting in the car!" Han Fei quickened his pace: "You just need to drive, leave the rest to me."

“But Director Zhang reserved the seats on the left and right for the two of us. If we don’t go…” Bai Xian was an excellent actor and a good person in general. He showed the reaction that a normal person would have. He also had many concerns in his mind, but by the time he realized what was happening, Han Fei had already dragged him into the underground parking lot.

"Where's your car?" Han Fei kept staring at the man. The painter who was originally following behind him had disappeared again. Strangely, the man's walking posture was sometimes charming and sometimes staggering, as if there were two different souls in his mind fighting for control of his body.

When the man's car drove out of the underground parking lot, Bai Xian also drove Han Fei and followed behind him.

"Logically speaking, I should be in the Golden Hall right now." Bai Xian never thought he would be the one following others; in the past, it was the paparazzi who followed him.

Despite expressing various concerns, Bai Xian remained completely focused on following the man.

The main reason he trusted Han Fei so much was because Han Fei had done so many acts of bravery and righteousness that he was practically a legend. Since he had encountered such a person, he felt that he should do his part as well.

The vehicle drove directly out of the main stadium and headed towards the outskirts of the smart city.

"He's a company owner, how come he can't even afford a house in a smart city?"

"Maybe he's not going home, but somewhere else." Han Fei stared intently at the other person's license plate, not sure if he was seeing things, but he had a feeling that the painter was hiding in the man's car.

Driving on the main road, the man left the smart city area, his speed began to increase, and his destination seemed to be the outer suburbs of Xinhu.

The buildings on both sides of the road gradually become lower, and the lights become much softer. Many residential buildings have few lights on at night, and the population density is very low in areas far from the city center.

"Should we keep chasing?" Bai Xian's palms were sweating; he rarely drove this fast and was a little nervous.

"of course."

As the two were talking, the video camera inside the car was activated, and Director Zhang's voice came through: "Bai Xian, where are you? Didn't I tell you to go find Han Fei? How come you've disappeared too? I'm sitting alone in the middle, with empty seats on both sides. People might think I was given three seats!"

"I've found Han Fei, but I might not be able to go back for the time being." Bai Xian was focused on driving, his voice trembling slightly. "We're almost in the suburbs."

"The suburbs?" Director Zhang's voice changed.

"Director Zhang, I spotted a very suspicious person near the main venue. He seems to be connected to a previous case, so I asked Brother Bai to drive after him." Han Fei clearly explained the situation to Director Zhang, but Director Zhang still didn't understand after listening.

"We're going to catch fugitives, that's roughly how you understand it," Bai Xian said somewhat nervously.

"So sudden?" Director Zhang didn't know what to do. The event had already started, and it was his turn to go on stage. Helpless, Director Zhang hung up the video call.

"Director Zhang is an old hand; he can definitely handle this little problem." Han Fei didn't care about Director Zhang.

"I hope so." Bai Xian felt like he was on a pirate ship, and he kept his head down and just kept moving forward.

There were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and the streetlights on both sides of the road had almost disappeared. They drove directly from Xinhu Smart City to Xinhu North Suburb.

After navigating several side roads, the man drove the car into a large, semi-abandoned recreational area.

There are several sanatoriums, children's playgrounds, and a science and technology museum and resort built by Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical.

This place must have been incredibly beautiful before, but now it's almost deserted. You can't see a single person, and only occasionally can you catch a glimpse of faint lights.

"Where exactly is that guy going?"

It's still quite scary to be in a place like this at night. Bai Xian followed the man from a distance. They wandered around the road for a long time before finally entering the depths of the park.

After driving several hundred meters, the man's car finally stopped. He took a huge suitcase from the trunk and then limped into a building.

"Could there be a corpse in that box?" Bai Xian felt his voice trembling; after all, he was just an actor. "Should we call the police?"

“I already notified the police when I got in the car.” Han Fei narrowed his eyes. “Drive a little further ahead, then you stay in the car and I’ll go down and check.”

Bai Xian obediently continued driving forward, but before he had gone far, he suddenly saw a person in bright red clothes waving at him from the middle of the road.

He slammed on the brakes, staring intently ahead, cold sweat already pouring down his back.

"There's someone! There's someone in the middle of the road!" Bai Xian was a little agitated, but when he looked ahead again, there was nothing on the road.

He quickly turned on the car's built-in surveillance camera and rewound to check, but the camera hadn't captured anything.

"Wait a minute! I really saw it!" Bai Xian gripped the steering wheel, veins bulging on the back of his hands. "Did you see it just now?"

Han Fei didn't speak. He stared at the car's monitor. The person wasn't shown in the footage, but a blurry shadow was captured.

“There’s a blurry figure here. I saw something similar when I was filming in the meat processing plant’s residential compound.” Han Fei tried to reassure Bai Xian: “It’s just possibly a ghost, nothing serious. I thought we’d encountered a scammer.”

"It's not a big deal?"

Bai Xian wanted to say something, but Han Fei interrupted him directly, no longer dwelling on the surveillance footage: "You stay in the car and wait for police support. I'll go check it out first."

"How about... I go with you?" Bai Xiangan had just finished watching the surveillance footage, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He was really afraid to stay in the car alone now.

"Don't force yourself."

"I'm not forcing you, it's my own choice." Bai Xian unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car with Han Fei, clinging tightly to Han Fei's back.

"If we encounter any danger later, just run away and don't worry about me." Han Fei and Bai Xian quickly walked to where the man had parked his car. They wanted to see what was inside, but unfortunately the car windows were specially made, and they couldn't see anything from the outside.

"Why would the owner of an entertainment company go to a place like this late at night? Is he being controlled by his feminine personality or his normal self?"

Han Fei had many questions in his mind, and the answers to these questions lay with that man.

"Did he just enter this building?"

Deep inside the park, after passing through a large grove of trees, lies an art-themed building.

The unique beauty of the East is fully embodied in this building. Although it has been closed for a long time, time and years cannot obscure its specialness.

"It must have cost a lot of money to build this building." Han Fei was about to walk forward when he suddenly noticed that Bai Xian was still standing there: "What's wrong?"

“I remember now, isn’t this the cosmetic surgery hospital that Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical used to build?” Bai Xian seemed to know this place: “More than ten years ago, this cosmetic surgery hospital had a large number of high-end clients. To get a membership card there, you needed to have connections and verify your assets.”

"Does cosmetic surgery require asset verification?"

"They don't just do simple plastic surgery; they offer many other services, the most famous being personality shaping. It's said that they can change a child's personality at a very young age, giving them the best human qualities." Bai Xian added after saying that, "I heard that many children in Xinhu had similar services back then, and they did indeed become the most outstanding among their peers."

Do you have one nearby?

"This is definitely a secret. Who would reveal that their child has had personality surgery?"

"Do you know why this hospital was shut down?" Han Fei led Bai Xian forward slowly. The closer they got to the building, the more uncomfortable he felt. He had a similar feeling when he first entered the meat processing plant's residential compound.

"It seems like it's because one of the children went mad. Actually, this hospital has had a lot of incidents before, but they were all covered up." Bai Xian shuddered. "Let's not talk about these scary things anymore. Why don't we go back to the car and wait?"

"Wait a moment." Han Fei squatted down and looked into the building through the crack in the door. On the screen inside the room, several chilling words were written in red paint: "Whose face did you steal?"
Besides the words, there were also many dirty white shoes lying on the ground.

Seeing this, Han Fei clenched his fists. He now regretted not tucking the baton into his suit when he changed clothes.

But Han Fei wasn't entirely unprepared. He took a tactical pen from his trouser pocket, held it in reverse, and slowly pushed open the door of the building.

(End of this chapter)