My 'Healing' Game-Chapter 59 The Virtue of Honesty in Returning Lost Money

59: Chapter 59 The Virtue of Honesty in Returning Lost Money

59 -59 The Virtue of Honesty in Returning Lost Money

He opened his eyes, and the digital clock on the wall pointed exactly to midnight.

Han Fei crawled up from the ground and looked around the gloomy living room.

“This place is damp and chilly, but after staying here for a while, it actually feels like home.”

The rustling sound of electricity entered his ears as the television in the living room had been turned on by someone.

Vague images appeared on the black and white snowy screen.

The door to the bedroom in the deepest part of the Haunted House was open.

A child walked out from inside, his head hanging low as if he were under a curse, dragging his damaged body to the living room and sitting down on the sofa.

“Cui Tianci?”

The expression on the child’s face kept changing, sometimes fierce and scary, sometimes simply confused.

He seemed to be suppressing something with great effort.

Han Fei didn’t dare to approach, and the child didn’t bother him either.

It was unclear whether the child had gotten used to Han Fei’s presence or for some other reason, he completely ignored Han Fei.

“Is today the day the victims watch TV?” Han Fei knew that the victims didn’t watch TV for entertainment; rather, they used it as a way to remember their pasts, to prevent themselves from losing the last bit of their humanity.

Having spent a lot of time with them, Han Fei had gradually realized this.

The situations of the Human-body Puzzle victims weren’t good; they were constantly struggling against the Monster inside their bodies.

Once they completely lost their selves, they would likely merge into a single Monster, never to separate again.

“I wonder if solving the case will allow them to find their true selves.”

The victims kept coming out of the bedroom to watch TV in the living room, while Han Fei sat on a nearby chair, watching them worriedly.

Strangely, this scene also had a bizarre sense of harmony; they were like a family.

By three in the morning, having spent three hours, he walked to the central corridor of the living room and looked toward the bedroom in the deepest part of the Haunted House: “Wei Youfu is the most special among all the deceased.

He has retained more memories than the others, so I’ll use him as a breakthrough.”

Now was a rare opportunity, as the victims arrived in the living room one after another according to their times of death, and Wei Youfu’s time of death was three o’clock and four minutes in the morning; he should still be in the bedroom.

Without the disturbance of other victims, Han Fei believed that he might be able to obtain more information from Wei Youfu.

He quietly entered the bedroom in the deepest part of the Haunted House.

At that moment, Wei Youfu and Gu Ye were standing by the wall, their pale skins crawling with black veins, looking extremely terrifying.

The expressions of the two deceased were also immensely horrifying, as if they were on the edge of losing control.

“Youfu?” Han Fei called out softly.

Upon hearing his voice, Wei Youfu’s eyes frenziedly twitched within their sockets, and numerous Blood Silks surged over his eyeballs, seemingly about to burst them.

Han Fei didn’t dare to further provoke Wei Youfu, so he slowly backed away.

Just as he was about to leave the bedroom, he suddenly saw some clothing in the corner behind the door.

Among them was a piece of clothing he recognized; it had once been worn by a neighbor on the sixth floor.

Now that neighbor had disappeared without a trace, but his clothes had been left behind.

Han Fei quietly picked up the clothes from the ground and sneaked out.

“Still no way to have a normal conversation.”

Without further disturbing his roommate, Han Fei placed the clothing once worn by the sixth-floor neighbor on the dining table.

He was a bit curious about what a psychopathic killer typically carried in his pockets.

The instant his fingers touched something, a cold voice sounded in Han Fei’s Brain Sea.

“Player number 0000, please note!

You have discovered a Grade G Blood Silk item—Human Pupae.”

“Human Pupae (Blood Silk Item): A type of insect pupae.”

Han Fei looked at the object in his hand, a thumb-sized, gray-yellow stone that felt hard and had faint blood silk visible on its surface.

“Is this a pupae?

Why would a type of insect’s pupae be called a human pupae?”

He stored the human pupae in his item bar and then started searching his other pockets, “After an NPC in the game dies unexpectedly, their belongings are quite a fortune, too.

I was too focused on escaping to remember this.”

After searching through the clothing of his neighbor on the sixth floor, Han Fei found only one human pupae, whose purpose he did not know.

“At least he’s a psychopathic killer; how could he only have one insect pupae?

That’s a bit unreasonable,” Han Fei took the insect pupae out of the item bar, looking at it as it resembled a regular stone, “Now, everyone living on the sixth floor are outsiders.

If I want to obtain a hidden profession, I must kill ten outsiders before reaching level ten.

This insect pupae, carried by an outsider, must be very important to them.”

A plan slowly formed in Han Fei’s mind, “Taking someone else’s belongings isn’t right; the owner must be anxious.

Why don’t I take the sister from the fifth floor with me to return the insect pupae?

While returning their lost item, I could eliminate them all?”

The idea took firm hold in Han Fei’s mind, and as he pondered how to proceed with the insect pupae in hand, he suddenly felt a sting in his palm.

Looking at his palm, Han Fei saw that the stone-like insect pupae had an inconspicuous spike at the bottom, which had pierced his skin and was now drawing his blood.

“Does this thing actually suck blood?”

Almost throwing the insect pupae away, Han Fei noticed that after it had sucked his blood, the blood silk on the surface had darkened slightly.

“I hate insects; it’s better to return it to its owner.”

Storing the insect pupae back in his item bar, Han Fei took the neighbors’ clothes from the sixth floor to the front door, “I didn’t finish exploring the fifth floor’s main quest last time; this is a good chance to visit Xu Qin and complete that quest.”

After experiencing a ‘do not look back’ quest last time, the hallway had left a psychological shadow on Han Fei; he always spent a long time observing before heading out.

“It’s very quiet; nobody’s around.”

Gently opening the anti-theft door, Han Fei hugged the wall and slowly moved upwards, accustomed to this method, inadvertently scrubbing clean even the wallpaper at his home’s entrance.

There was a special oppressive feeling in the apartment’s hallway, an origin uncertain feeling that surfaced as soon as he left his apartment.

This time, Han Fei was lucky, not triggering any hidden narratives, and smoothly reaching the corner between the fourth and fifth floors.

The door of room 1051 was still open, the dark portal resembling a beast’s gaping maw.

“Having a room that acts like a pet, this sister is truly unique.”

Han Fei quietly approached the door of room 1052, knocking lightly, “Are you home?

I’m your neighbor from downstairs.”

After a long while, the door to room 1052 didn’t open, but the sound of chopping and bone cutting kept coming from neighboring room 1054.

Standing alone in the dark hallway, listening to those eerie cutting sounds, Han Fei felt increasingly nervous.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the door of room 1054 suddenly opened, and Xu Qin stepped out with a black bag.

Her red coat appeared even brighter, her pathological eyes still retaining a hint of excitement.

“Sis, I have prepared another little gift for you.”

Xu Qin showed no surprise upon seeing Han Fei; her bloodshot eyes fixed on his face as she took a few steps forward, “Do you know what it means when a boy keeps giving gifts to a woman?”

Holding the human pupae just retrieved from the item bar, Han Fei found Xu Qin very close, seeming somewhat at a loss, “What does it mean?”

With lips that seemed smeared with fresh blood curving into a breathtaking smile, Xu Qin didn’t answer, but threw the black bag into room 1051 and then with blood-stained hands, opened the door of room 1052.

“Come in.”