My Healing Games

Chapter 420 Thirty Seconds of Surveillance Video
Grabbing the "murderer" by the collar with one hand, Han Fei lifted him up and walked toward Bai Xian, who was still in a state of extreme shock.

"Brother Bai, you should have seen it clearly. We were just acting in self-defense. He was the one who pulled out a knife and tried to slash us first."

Bai Xian's calves were completely weak. As he watched Han Fei approach, his lips trembled, and he stammered, "Yes, he attacked us first."

Do you have any extra fabric on you? The situation was critical just now, and I was a little too rough.

"Yes, yes." Bai Xian took off his expensive suit and tore a large piece off his shirt. "Is this enough?"

"Almost." Han Fei took the torn pieces of clothing from Bai Xian and used them to bandage the back of the "murderer's" head to prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss.

"You can even bandage wounds?" Bai Xian looked at Han Fei's skillful movements, which clearly showed that he had practiced for a long time. He couldn't understand why an actor could treat external injuries so skillfully.
“I used to be afraid of getting hurt, so I learned a little bit, but most of the time I used it for others.” Han Fei finished treating the “murderer’s” wounds and began searching the “murderer’s” body for clues: “The followers of Butterfly are very professional. The knives they use are mostly made of special materials that can evade security checks. This man doesn’t seem to be a follower of Butterfly. Although he is strong, he doesn’t have much combat experience. I just thought of seven or eight plans, but none of them came in handy.”

When Han Fei reached into the pocket of the "murderer's" coat, he found the man's cell phone.

"Unlock with fingerprint?" Holding the unconscious fingers of the "murderer," Han Fei tried each one and quickly unlocked the phone.

Seeing Han Fei seriously trying to unlock the phone with the "murderer's" finger, Bai Xian broke out in a cold sweat. So fingerprint unlocking isn't secure after all?
He lowered his head and quietly changed his phone's password unlock setting.

Han Fei didn't care about Bai Xian's actions. He patiently searched through his contacts and finally found what he was looking for: "Only one person has been in contact with him in the last two days. This person's contact name is 'younger brother'."

He picked up a rag from the ground and wiped the blood off the "murderer's" face. The "murderer" did look very much like the security guard outside.

"They must be twins, but why would twins be dressed up as ghosts in this place?"

“Yeah, what are they after?” Bai Xian finally calmed down. “It’s a pity this guy is unconscious, otherwise we could ask him.”

"It's alright, his younger brother is still outside." Han Fei scrolled through the brothers' chat history, familiar with the older brother's tone, and then directly sent a message to the younger brother using the older brother's phone: "Someone has broken in! What were you doing on guard duty?"

“I’ve already told you loudly, did you see other people inside?” Not long after, the younger brother replied to his older brother.

"Isn't that obvious? Get up to the second floor right now!"

"Now? Do we really have to go in? I mean, should we come out together and wait out for a while?"

"Stop dawdling! I'll be waiting for you in the first room on the left!"

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be right there."

Bai Xian stood to the side and witnessed the entire conversation between Han Fei and the "murderer's" brother. He now understood why Han Fei's villainous role was so well played; the biggest difference between this guy and the devil was that he had a shy face.

Holding the unconscious "brother," Han Fei and Bai Xian arrived at the entrance to the stairs.

After a few minutes, faint footsteps came from the stairs, along with the flickering light of a flashlight.

"Brother? Are you there? I'm here..." The man in the security guard uniform slowly moved to the second floor. He gently knocked on the door of the first room on the left, but no one answered.

His heart started racing, and the male security guard tried to turn the doorknob, only to be surprised to find that the door was not locked.

As he pulled the door open, a dark figure fell out of the room, and the male security guard instinctively grabbed the person with both hands.

Looking down, when the male security guard saw the other person's face, his pupils shrank to a point, and his arms trembled violently.

"elder brother!"

My brother is already unconscious, so who was the person who sent me the message just now?

His body seemed to freeze, and the male security guard's fear reached its peak instantly. He subconsciously took a step back, but his back seemed to bump into something.

He remembered very clearly that he was still a long way from the wall!

An arm was placed on his shoulder, tightening around his neck like a chain.

"Do you want to die? Or do you want to live?"

A hoarse male voice rang in his ears, and the male security guard was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. His body trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't even have the courage to turn his head to look.

Why are you two brothers here?

"My brother asked me to come. He used to be a security guard here. He said he would bring me here to make big money." The male security guard stammered, and it took him a while to utter a complete sentence.

"To be more specific, what do you need to get here?"

"Find, find a pair of children's white shoes."

"White shoes?" Han Fei grabbed the man by the neck and slammed him against the wall.

The male security guard screamed in terror, repeatedly begging for mercy.

"Don't get agitated. I just want to know the truth. If you cooperate, I won't hurt you." Han Fei stared into the male security guard's eyes: "After all, we're all good people."

The male security guard glanced out of the corner of his eye at his brother, who was already unconscious, and at the blood-stained cloth strip on the back of his brother's head. He nodded repeatedly and said, "I'll tell you everything."

Completely giving up resistance, the male security guard collapsed next to his brother, feeling that he had finally encountered a "professional" person today.

In order to survive, he dared not hide anything and told everything he knew.

"Ten years ago, when my brother was very young, he worked as a security guard in this park. During the day, this place was as beautiful as a fairyland, but at night, strange things often happened, the most common being the sound of children crying."

“My brother is quite brave. Every night he would go looking for the crying sound, trying to figure out what was going on. After searching for a long time, he finally determined that the crying sound was coming from the plastic surgery hospital at the deepest part of the park.”

"That cosmetic surgery hospital mainly serves high-end people. All members drive in directly. Once they are granted access, they can enter without any hindrance. The security guards have no right to check. So my brother doesn't know what kind of people usually enter that cosmetic surgery hospital. In his impression, people who spend money to have cosmetic surgery are usually adults. Children should be very rare."

"Curiosity led him to start paying attention to that cosmetic surgery hospital, and he made a very unexpected discovery."

"Logically speaking, a child who spends money on cosmetic surgery must come from a wealthy family, or at least have some savings. But my brother saw several skinny, malnourished children at the cosmetic surgery clinic. They looked like they had been taken from an orphanage." The male security guard recalled that this was indeed the case.

"A cosmetic surgery hospital has children taken from orphanages?" Han Fei never expected that such a high-end cosmetic surgery hospital would be associated with an orphanage.

“I swear to God, all of this is true, my brother saw it with his own eyes.”

"Go on, what happened to those children afterward?"

"When they were brought to the plastic surgery hospital, although they were dressed very plainly, were quite shy, and had very bad personalities, at least there was still light in their eyes and the innocence of children. But when they were brought out of the plastic surgery hospital at night, the light in their eyes completely disappeared, and they seemed to have become very obedient puppets."

The male security guard's words caught Han Fei's attention: "Has your personality changed drastically? Personality surgery?"

Han Fei didn't know exactly how personality plastic surgery was performed. He only deduced from what the male security guard was saying that the plastic surgery hospital run by Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals did indeed have serious violations.

“I’m not too sure, but my brother told me that Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals treats the physical illnesses of all the orphans who leave for free, and also finds people to adopt them so that they can live a life free from worries about food and clothing.”

"That's good." Bai Xian had a favorable impression of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, after all, the numerous drugs they developed had benefited many people and saved countless lives. Of course, this was for those who could afford the drugs.

"The orphans who left have all been cured. Does that mean there are still orphans who haven't left?" Han Fei's voice sounded somewhat eerie in the darkness.

The male security guard was surprised that Han Fei had already guessed what he was about to say. He nodded and said, "A very small number of children went in and never came out again."

A cold wind blew through the corridor, scraping the floor littered with shoe prints and footprints, and the temperature inside the room seemed to be slowly dropping.

"What evidence do you have?" Since it involves Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, there are many things that cannot be said carelessly, so Han Fei was quite cautious.

The security guard opened his mouth, then looked at the unconscious brother beside him. His face was pale, and his lips trembled a few times before he slowly spoke: "Do you believe in ghosts?"

"Why are you suddenly asking these things?" Bai Xianming was clearly flustered. He had seen many horror movies before, and the first supporting characters to die were always the people discussing ghosts in the abandoned house.

“My brother saw a ghost in this building. It was a little boy wearing white shoes. Once you see him, he will keep staring at you nearby. His face can appear anywhere.” The security guard clasped his hands together, and he seemed to feel a chill, his body trembling even more violently.

"These facts alone aren't enough to confirm that the child is a ghost, are they?"

“My brother found the child during his patrol around 3 a.m. After daybreak, the plastic surgery hospital was open as usual, and the staff found the child’s body behind the shoe rack. The forensic doctor estimated the time of death to be two days ago.” The security guard leaned against the wall, and just saying this, cold sweat had already soaked his forehead.

“That kid had a very strange personality, so my brother remembers him vividly. When he was first sent to the plastic surgery hospital, he tried to escape once. At that time, his face was covered with scars from burns. Although my brother thought the boy looked terrifying, he didn’t think too much about it. There are many children in the plastic surgery hospital who come specifically for scar repair. My brother has seen people who are even uglier than the boy.”

"and after?"

"On the day the child was taken back, Dr. Xia, the best surgeon at the cosmetic surgery hospital, had a huge argument with a client. Dr. Xia has a very good temper; no one knows why he suddenly went crazy. Later, Dr. Xia made up with the client, and everything seemed to be over. But my brother said that all the abnormalities started from that time." The security guard tried his best to recall: "Dr. Xia and his wife never appeared at the cosmetic surgery hospital again after that day. Fewer children were being sent to the cosmetic surgery hospital, and the security room's nighttime surveillance cameras started malfunctioning frequently, even capturing some very strange images."

"For example, shoes on the shoe rack might suddenly fall down, something might suddenly crawl across an empty corridor, and some surveillance cameras that automatically lock onto faces might inexplicably rotate after midnight, even though there's nothing on the screen."

The security guard's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, and he gradually stopped talking, as if something in the dark corridor was watching him.

"Are those surveillance cameras still in use?" Han Fei wanted to find out.

“Most of them are lost, only a small segment was secretly recorded by my brother. He changed phones many times over the past ten years but never deleted that video. The reason we came looking for the white shoes is because of that video.” The security guard pointed tremblingly at the phone in Han Fei’s hand: “You can open the last video in the list to view it.”

Han Fei rummaged through the "murderer's" phone and spent a long time finding the hidden file. He clicked on the screen, and a surveillance video recorded by the phone appeared.

The corridor was deathly silent in the dead of night. About five or six seconds later, a pair of white shoes suddenly appeared in the surveillance footage.

After a brief pause, the white shoes began to move down the corridor as if someone were wearing them!
The video is very short, only half a minute long, but it is extremely terrifying to watch.

Most importantly, the three of them are currently in the corridor where the video was filmed.

The temperature was still dropping, and Han Fei looked toward the spot where the white shoes had walked in the video.

At the end of the long corridor covered with shoe prints, at this very moment, someone has placed a pair of white shoes there.

When did it appear? Was it always there?

While everyone's attention was focused on the pair of white shoes, the sound of a child crying suddenly came from the phone in Han Fei's hand, the phone belonging to the "murderer".

The three looked down and saw that their phones had started automatically playing the next video for some reason.

The video shows a child tied to a chair, enduring beatings and verbal abuse. The child's face is burned and extremely ugly.

Scroll down, and you'll find many more similar videos in the hidden folder.

"This wasn't filmed by my brother! He's just a security guard here, he never told me any of this!" The male security guard's face was contorted with rage as he listened to the crying coming from the phone. He kept waving his hands, saying, "I don't know, I really don't know any of this!"

“Your brother is definitely hiding something from you. He came back to find the white shoes not to make a lot of money, but to save his life.”

Even Han Fei, dressed in a suit, felt a chill. He stared at the pair of white shoes at the end of the corridor, then casually grabbed the unconscious "murderer" and held him in front of him.

(End of this chapter)