My Iyashikei Game - Chapter 213

[Chapter 210 Spiders and Butterflies]

“I’ve already told you everything I know. If you mix with spiders, you will be implicated sooner or later.” The old man coughed a few times. Filming is looking for death, if you don’t stop, someone in your crew will encounter an accident sooner or later.” The

cloudy eyes slowly rolled, and the old man seemed to have seen the scene of someone dying: “I know you don’t believe what I said, soon you should You

will realize that the night in this building is completely different from the daytime.”

Seeing that Han Fei did not waver, the old man no longer persuaded him, but he looked at Han Fei differently from before, and it felt as if he was looking at a dead person Same.

“Old man, besides you, how many other families live in the building?” Han Fei wanted to visit others.

“Those who were able to walk have moved away, and the rest are the elderly and the sick who live alone. Half of their feet stepped into the coffin, they couldn’t move, and there was no contact with each other. It is estimated that even if they died at home, the neighbors would also You won’t know until it stinks.”

Compared with the bustling and lively Xinhu urban area, this outer suburb is desolate and dilapidated, and the old people living in the building seem to have been completely forgotten by the outside world and have completely disconnected from the outside world.

“It’s really scary to die alone without relatives to take care of.” Han Fei found a newspaper in the house and left his phone number on it: “Old man, this is my phone number, if you are in this building If you encounter anything, or need help, you can call me.”

He couldn’t ask any more clues, Han Fei was about to leave, and when he reached the door of the room, the old man holding the newspaper again suddenly spoke.

“A few days before the writer died, he received some letters. No one knows who sent those letters, and maybe he sent them to himself.”

“Letters?” Han Fei is relatively unfamiliar with letters. Even in remote places, few people wrote letters.

“My son once opened a letter, and the letter was filled with some strange words. In addition to these, it also contained a few butterfly wings.” The old man seemed to be talking to himself; “I also told this information before. Everyone else, but those who know it, are all dead, I hope you can be an exception.” The

old man trembled and walked into the living room, he lifted the black cloth on a shrine, and talked about sins and karma, constantly Confess what.

Han Fei didn’t see the scene inside the shrine, he only saw very light bloodstains and bird feathers on the black cloth covering the shrine.

The bird in the cage seemed to be sacrificed by the old man to the god in the building.

Leaving the room, Han Fei returned to the fourth floor with the script.

Within a few minutes of his departure, the door of the writer’s room on the fourth floor was opened again.

“Isn’t it locked just now? Someone was hiding in a room on the fourth floor before?”

Han Fei’s attention was drawn to this slightly miraculous thing, and he slowly opened the door without letting go of any details.

“Judging from the information we have now, there must be some kind of connection between spiders and butterflies. Spiders may know who the butterflies are. Because of this secret, as long as anyone approaches the spiders, they will be killed by the butterflies.”

Han Fei also It is not clear whether there are ghosts in reality, but he knows that the method of killing the butterfly is exactly the same as the old man said, disguising all deaths as suicide, and using various accidents to create fear.

“From the tracing of the human body pattern to the present, I am getting closer and closer to the butterfly.”

Pushing open the door, Han Fei entered room 401 where the spider once lived.

Judging from the furnishings and various arrangements in the house, it doesn’t look like a writer’s room at all. There are medicine boxes and bottles everywhere on the floor, on the table, in open drawers, and on the TV.

Director Zhang was also very surprised when he entered the spider’s house for the first time, but he didn’t destroy the spider’s room, he just carried out a simple dust removal, and he wanted to keep the original appearance of the house.

Spider didn’t live in the meat union factory at first, he came here specially to write a book.

In other words, this place is the cemetery he chose for his other eight personalities, where he will record the process of killing the other eight himself.

The spider in the eyes of outsiders is a lunatic, and the spider in the eyes of doctors is also a lunatic. He really suffers from a disease, but he doesn’t think so. He thinks that there are reasons for the existence of the other eight personalities. He never feels that They are a disease, but treat them as living people.

Entering the spider’s study, the messy desk is full of various medicine bottles.

There were three large locks hanging on the desk drawer, and it could be seen that the spider was reluctant to share the secrets in the drawer with anyone, but those locks had been picked up long ago.

The drawer was opened, and it was filled with letters.

Those letters were written neither to the sender nor to the recipient, and it seemed that the spiders wrote to themselves.

Han Fei opened a few letters and looked at them. These letters were written in the reader’s tone, and most of them were about exchanging plots with spiders and discussing some doubts about life.

Knowing that spiders have no readers, Han Fei thought at first that these letters were all spiders asking and answering themselves. He just read them one by one with the idea of not letting go of any clues.

When he saw the thirty-fourth letter, he suddenly found that the letter in his hand was different from other letters.

There was a piece of air-dried butterfly wing fragment in the shabby envelope, and the original intact wing seemed to have been accidentally broken by someone.

Han Fei took out the letter a little bit. The handwriting on the letter was exactly the same as the other letters, but the content of the letter was completely different. Only three words were written on it – who are you?

When he saw these three words, Han Fei turned his head and looked around. He had a very strange feeling at this time, as if these three words were meant for him.

After putting away the envelope, Han Fei continued to look down, and soon he found another strange letter.

This letter is still a question – do you believe there are ghosts in the world?

“It feels like he is talking to me.” Standing alone in the dead room, Han Fei was not afraid. He carefully checked the letter, and then he found a third letter with butterfly wings hidden.

After opening it, there is still a question on the letter – guess where I’m hiding?

“Butterfly received these three letters? Was it sent to him by one of his personalities? Or is Butterfly imitating one of his personalities?”

Three strange letters, three strange questions, Han Feiguang couldn’t understand from these three strange letters. Inferred the relationship between butterflies and spiders, but he used his super memory to record all the contents of the letters.

“The spider and the butterfly should have fought each other in some way. It seems that the spider may have won the victory. He found the true body of the butterfly, but he also paid a huge price.”

Zhang guided them They all think that the enemies of spiders are the other eight personalities, but Han Fei is different. He always feels that everything that happens to spiders is related to butterflies.

Putting all the letters back in their original places, Han Fei looked at the bookshelf next to him, and a book seemed to have just been moved.

He opened the book, and there was a sentence marked on the place where the bookmark was placed – “I know your name, I know your appearance, I have been watching you, this building will be your cemetery “.

The words in the book seemed to be deliberately left to Han Fei, he turned around slowly, and scenes flashed in his mind: “When I first came to the fourth floor, the door of room 401 could not be opened, There should be other people in the room, and this sentence in the book is probably left to me by that person.” The

crew has contracted the entire building, and the people who can sneak in at this time are most likely the work of the actors and crew. personnel.

“The filming location of “Suspense Novelist” is located in the remote northern suburbs of Shanghai, far away from the urban area. The nearest police station is also two kilometers away. This is indeed a good opportunity for Butterfly to kill me.”