My Iyashikei Game

"Didn't you see him? He must still be in this mall!" Security guard Li Daxing became out of control. He grabbed the flashlight and moved his body towards Han Fei and Li Long.

"When I got to the fifth floor, I kept talking to him, but he didn't respond to me, but I could clearly hear footsteps behind me, so he should have been following me!"

"Why don't you see it?"

"The footsteps were still there when I looked back, but he never saw it again."

More blood oozes from the corners of Li Daxing's mouth, his lips have been bitten by himself, and his whole face is frighteningly white.

"We've been on the third floor, we haven't been to the fifth floor at all..." Li Long had a cold face. He tried to communicate with Li Daxing, but was interrupted by Han Fei.

"Don't go there, didn't you hear what he said just now? The footsteps were still there when he turned back, but his companions could no longer see them. He was sure that he would never see his companions again, indicating that his companions had been hidden. I got up and hid in a place where no one can find it." Han Fei stared at Li Daxing's stomach, he didn't want to think about it, but Li Daxing's performance was really weird.

Hearing Han Fei's dissuasion, Li Long followed Han Fei's gaze and looked at Li Daxing's stomach, and he instantly understood what Han Fei meant.

"Do you think another security guard was eaten by him?" Scarfaced Li Long froze in place, and then subconsciously began to stay away from Han Fei.

The security guard Li Daxing is very abnormal, but Han Fei's thoughts are also extremely terrifying. This is definitely not the way ordinary people think about problems.

Sandwiched between Han Fei and Li Daxing, the scar on Li Long's face twitched slightly, and he only now understood why the seniors on the road forbade them to go to the mall.

"I want to find him! You saw him, right? Tell me where he is? Tell me! I really need to see him!" Li Daxing opened his mouth, full of wounds and blood, and waved a flashlight North Korea and Han Fei rushed, and when he was about to run to Han Fei and Li Long, he seemed to see something suddenly, and his expression changed instantly.

"Why are you here again? Why are you all back!" With words no one could understand, Li Daxing turned around and ran into the depths of the mall.

A false alarm, Li Long wiped away the cold sweat with his remaining fingers. Tonight's encounter was a bit too heavy for a street gangster: "Is there no normal people in this mall?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and found a family of three standing at the gate of the mall. Li Daxing seemed to run away after seeing the family of three: "When did these three people arrive?"

The sound of ding dong and ding dong sounded, and the family of three did not seem to notice anything unusual in the mall, and went directly to the thrift store.

"You stay outside, I'll go in and receive customers!" Han Fei left quickly, leaving Li Long alone.

The gangster looked at the water-stained and mud-stained shoe prints on the ground and was a little dazed. The family of three was soaked all over, just like they were just fished out from the bottom of the river. The skin was bubbling and white, and the eyes were swollen like goldfish. .

"Children, we meet again." Han Fei stared at the little boy in front of him, his eyes slowly moving behind him.

Beside the boy, stood a couple, who were very loving, like glue, as if a large part of their bodies were dissolved together.

"Uncle, I want to redeem my toys."

"I'll keep it for you until you come back." Han Fei took out the cardboard box hidden under the counter, and the boy's toys were inside.

"Thank you, uncle!" The boy took out several soaked hundred-yuan bills from his father's pocket, and pulled out a puppet from his own pocket: "Uncle, this is for you!"

Han Fei hung the soaked money on the counter, and he was more concerned about the little puppet.

"Okay, now we've settled." The boy smiled happily, he jumped and jumped holding the cardboard toy, and his parents silently followed behind him.

The family of three left "happily", and Han Fei made his first business here.

After accounting, Han Fei stuffed the puppet left by the boy into his pocket.

Money is the proof of the transaction and should be given to the boss. The puppet is the proof of friendship and should be kept by oneself. This is called the separation of public and private.

"What did the boy mean when he finally said that we were cleared? After the second-hand goods are sold, can't the past obsessions be picked up again?"

Ding dong, ding dong...

The store door was opened again, and an old man with white hair appeared in front of the store.

Han Fei saw this old man last night. She wanted to donate the red sweater she knitted, but the package containing the sweater contained a lot of blood-stained feathers and animal skins.

"Grandma?"

Like last night, the old man put the package at the door of the store, then walked around the store, and finally walked to the shrine tremblingly.

"Why do you always come here so late? Can you walk home by yourself?" Han Fei always felt that something had happened to the old man, so he carefully accompanied the old man: "Grandma, the package you sent last time, Our clerk here cleaned you up."

The old man turned around blankly, she looked at Han Fei's face for a long time, and suddenly raised her arm.

The faint musty smell drifted into Han Fei's nose, and seeing the old man's hand getting closer, Han Fei did not dodge.

The calloused hands finally stopped beside Han Fei's face, the old man's cloudy eyes filled with tears, and she opened her mouth as if to say a name.

"Grandma? What do you want to say?"

Before Han Fei could react, the old man suddenly crashed into the shrine, and she tried her best.

I want to knock down the shrine.

"Don't be impulsive!" Han Fei hurriedly stopped the old man. He was much stronger than the old man, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting the old man.

The old lady didn't say a word as she scratched at the nailed door of the shrine, tears streaming down her face.

Strange noises kept coming out of her throat, and she didn't even care that her fingers were slashed with blood.

It took a lot of effort for Han Fei to control the old man.

He picked up the fallen black cloth and covered the shrine again, only then did the old man slowly calm down.

"You really don't have a normal person in your store, from the clerk to the customer." Li Long stood at the door of the store, he stared at the old lady and didn't dare to enter the store casually: "I have a little impression of this crazy old lady, his son used to seem like I work in a department store."

"His son works here? No, I remember Oriole said that this old man has no children."

"I also heard that the old man's son was one of the earliest employees of the thrift store. Later, he died unexpectedly, and the old man went crazy. She always felt that her son was locked in a shrine, and it seemed that he had made enough for a thousand pieces. Good deeds can save my son." Li Long has been on the streets all the year round, and he has a better understanding of these strange things.

"Have a thousand good deeds? Where did you find out?" Seeing that the old man was quiet, Han Fei let go of his hand and prepared to pour a cup of hot water for the old man.

"Senior on the road, we call him Brother Snake. That's why he told us not to provoke your shopping malls. In this city, don't offend anyone who offends the owner of the department store." Li Long didn't have any good feelings for Han Fei at first, but Judging from Han Fei's attitude towards the elderly and some small things that happened before, Han Fei is a good person.

The phrase "I am a good person" he said when borrowing money really came from the heart.

While Li Long and Han Fei were talking, the old lady who had regained her composure walked out of the store tremblingly.

Half of the old man's foot was about to enter the coffin, and he still insisted on doing good deeds every day. At this time, the outside was completely shrouded in darkness, but the old man didn't care at all, leaning on crutches, and slowly disappeared into the night.

"She can walk freely in the dark?" Han Fei frowned slightly, and he remembered Li Long's words again: "Is the old man's son really locked in the shrine?"

Han Fei's mind is full of doubts now. If Li Long didn't lie, why would the old man's son be imprisoned in the shrine? How did she know that if she did a thousand good deeds, she could let her child out?

"When I opened the black cloth of the shrine underground, there were several voices from behind, all men, women and children. Are the children of the old people among them? They all died because of the shrine, or they all died from the shrine. After some kind of transaction, their souls have been marked with a price!"

The shrine in the thrift store is just a decoration. The real shrine is underground. After carefully covering the black cloth, Han Fei moved a chair and sat at the door of the store.

"Outside the mall, there is murder every step of the way, and inside the mall is Shura Hell. Where is the answer in this world?"

Holding his hands together, Han Fei tried his best to calm himself, adjust his emotions, and quickly restore his mood values.

Seeing that Han Fei was slowly becoming normal, Li Long also relaxed a little.

It was very laborious to spread out the newspaper, and Li Long, who was wearing a suit, sat at the door of the store again. The two guarded the door like this, and no one disturbed the other.

"Do you eat melon seeds?"

"no thank you."

At 3:50 in the morning, Han Fei's mood value finally recovered to 50:00.

He glanced outside, it was almost dawn.

"Li Long, I'm going to the hospital. Are you here to keep guarding the store, or come with me?"

"I'm here to collect debts. You ask my opinion like this, which makes me feel passive."

"Then come with me, it's too dangerous here." Han Fei helped Li Long up. Of course, such an excellent "partner" cannot be abandoned casually. Good steel must be used on the blade.

After closing the door, Han Fei ran towards the hospital under the guidance of Li Long.

The Third People's Hospital is not too far from here, and I don't know if it's because the sky is about to dawn, or because of the little boy's doll, Han Fei didn't encounter anything too terrifying.

As soon as he and Li Long entered the hospital, they saw Li Hu, the big fat man in a suit with his hands in plaster casts. He was pitiful and helpless in his fierceness. He was the only one in the entire hall.

"How's the situation with Oriole?"

"I don't know, I don't understand what the doctor said." Li Hu took Han Fei to the doctor, but they were stopped by the nurse before they entered the room.

"Which one of you is the patient's friend?" The nurse looked at Li Hu, who had a tattoo of a tiger down the mountain, and Li Long, who had a scar on his face. She always felt that they were not good people. She dared not let such a person enter the ward.

None of the three men responded, and finally Han Fei came out: "I'm Oriole's colleague, how is she?"

"Basically, she is out of danger, but she seems to have had a strong brain stimulation, which has caused her to fall into a deep coma now, and we can't guarantee when she will wake up. It could be tomorrow morning, it could be a few weeks. After that." Seeing Han Fei's gentle looks, the nurse also happily communicated with Han Fei: "Who will pay for the medical bills, ambulance bills, emergency room bills, hospitalization bills, and follow-up treatment bills. "

Hearing that she needed to pay, Han Fei also stopped: "Can't you contact her family?"

"We notified the person in charge of the mall, but the other party has not arrived yet. According to the person in charge, the mother of the oriole had already

She died, her father suffered from Alzheimer's disease, and she seemed to have divorced because of domestic violence some time ago. If his ex-husband knew that she was in a coma, let alone take care of her, it would be good if he didn't try to occupy her everything. "

The nurse's words reminded Han Fei of one thing. When he borrowed Oriole's mobile phone to call the deliveryman's father, he secretly read Oriole's chat records.

In the Oriole address book, there is a person who is not as good as pigs and dogs. That person has been threatening her, saying that she will kill her whole family.

"Then her situation should be considered a work injury, right?" Han Fei asked in a low voice.

"We asked Zhu Wei, the person in charge of the mall. The other party showed the contract and said that Oriole left the mall three days ago. She did not leave the mall because she wanted to bring new people." The nurse became impatient: "She might be tomorrow morning. I woke up, can you prepay the medical bills in advance? It is convenient for us to start the follow-up treatment as soon as possible."

It is normal to pay first and then treat the disease. Emergency treatment is a special case, but after the condition is relieved, the hospital will definitely still have to charge.

The two thugs took a step back consciously. Han Fei clutched the 20,000 yuan he had just borrowed in his pocket and licked his dry lips: "How much?"

"Three thousand treatments in the early stage, turn left on the first floor to pay."

"This is just the upfront cost?" Han Fei moved, he now felt that everything was too coincidental.

He had just borrowed money from usury, but an accident happened to the oriole here, and the money he borrowed was still not covered up.

"Is this the random quest choice? The shrine master also made his own choice?"

The original owner of the shrine was forced to sign an IOU, and in that case he probably wouldn't use his own money to help Oriole.

"Is it because the owner of the shrine did not choose to help the oriole, which led to the death of the oriole? If so, the correct choice should be to rescue the oriole."

Stepping forward quickly, Han Fei paid the money very decisively, but he didn't wait for the system's beep.

It was almost dawn, but there was no progress in the task.

"Money can save a person's life. This is a hospital. The name of the mission is a choice. Besides saving the oriole, is there any other choice in the hospital? Does it have something to do with the mother of the owner of the shrine?"

Han Fei frowned, recalling the task reminder carefully.

Seeing Han Fei's extremely painful appearance, the two thugs rarely bothered. They thought that Han Fei was distressed because of the payment. After all, they also knew that Han Fei's own mother was sick in bed and needed money urgently.

"This guy is really a fool. If he doesn't owe us money, maybe we can become brothers." The resentment in Li Hu's eyes dissipated a lot, and being beaten in a street fight can only say that his skills are inferior to others. There is no need to hold grudges all the time, of course, the main reason is that he is afraid of being beaten.

"He's a good man, but he's only poor and kind."

The three stood at the payment counter. Not long after, the elevator door of the hospital opened slowly, and a man wearing a nurse's clothes with a face tattoo on his neck walked out slowly.