My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 323: Failed Work

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Failed Work

The infant’s skeletal remains were buried in the very center of the room’s balcony, covered with talisman papers, all scrawled with spells.

It was evident that the homeowner saw this tiny infant as a flood and ferocious beast, regarding it as the source of all disasters and using all the talisman papers to guard against it.

"Why would the skeleton of an infant be regarded as a vengeful fierce ghost? It should only be a few weeks old, right?"

Li Xue had her colleagues take the skeletal remains back for testing, while she used her phone to report the situation here to her superiors.

Slowly entering the living room, Han Fei looked at the narrow storage room, with all the pieces of information in his mind connecting like a chain.

"In the name of evil exorcism, the demon exorcist kept Zhuang Wen locked at home, not letting her out for a whole year. Why does ’exorcism’ require restricting her freedom, preventing her from leaving? What exactly did Zhuang Wen go through in that year? Is the infant beneath the floor tiles her child?"

The infant’s skeletal remains under the floor tiles were the origin of hatred, and the building-jumping ghost of the Deep World had such intense hatred due to the skeletal remains that it was able to break through the grudge!

Even if her memories were split into several parts, she could still repeatedly tear apart the Red Skirt; hatred was the source of her power, her everything.

This hatred had escaped the control of the building-jumping ghost, turning her into the Scavenger of building one; any living thing seen by her would be killed, and she seemed to only appear after Outsiders had been in the building for half an hour.

From all these signs, it’s not hard to see that the Death Building Manager can influence the building-jumping ghost, or rather, the ghost could become like those of the Deep World. It all must be the Death Building Manager guiding step by step, with the ghost being just one of its creations.

Looking at the foul-smelling bedding on the single bed and seeing the chain, Han Fei felt a chill to his very bones.

After coming to this room in person, he almost blurred the line between reality and the game.

The room was filled everywhere with a suffocating feeling; Han Fei simply couldn’t imagine how Zhuang Wen had managed to live in the storage room for a whole year.

"If the Deep World is the shadow of reality, the more terrifying it is there, the more horrifying it must be here."

Silently squatting on the ground, Han Fei and his group waited for over an hour.

Li Xue’s colleague sent a message that, after testing and database comparison, it was discovered that the infant’s mother was Zhuang Wen, and the father was the son of the demon exorcist.

Delving deeper into the investigation, what was even more unexpected for everyone was that the demon exorcist’s son had encountered Meng Chang’an, the perpetrator of the Human-body Puzzle homicide, fourteen years ago!

Their two completely different life paths had crossed at one point fourteen years earlier!

With the police now in possession of the citizen database and the assistance of Smart Brain, any information that had ever existed or been recorded could be found instantly.

Not long before the death of the demon exorcist’s son fourteen years ago, he frequently donated money to the orphanage run by his father, and at the same time, the then-young Meng Chang’an had also visited that orphanage.

All the seemingly coincidental aspects of the homicide could potentially hide inevitability.

The police immediately focussed on that private orphanage, intent to clarify who was present in the orphanage fourteen years ago when Meng Chang’an and the demon exorcist’s son were both there.

Meng Chang’an was lured by the Butterfly, and it’s very likely that the demon exorcist’s son was as well.

As the police discussed the case, Han Fei, standing to the side, felt his extremities turn ice cold.

If the demon exorcist’s son had been lured by the Butterfly, then considering the Butterfly’s callous insanity, for the sake of achieving its own ends, there’s nothing it couldn’t do.

Han Fei knew how insane Butterfly was, and he had played the Death Building Game, having seen the scene inside Room 1244.

The Demon Exorcist and his children were all tied up, this family of three all received the same punishment, indicating that all three of them might have done something extremely terrible to Zhuang Wen.

"The so-called ’Evil Exorcism’ on Zhuang Wen’s body merely showcased the malice of people in full display. According to the timing of the discovery of the baby’s skeleton and Zhuang Wen’s death, it’s very likely that Zhuang Wen was already pregnant before this. Her figure gradually became deformed, and only then was she locked in the storage room, which was supposedly the real reason for the ’Evil Exorcism’." Li Xue presented a test report.

"Their evil might be worse than you think," Han Fei’s voice was low; he knew that the Female Live-streamer and Zhuang Wen died on the same day, April 4th, which was by no means a coincidence. It must have been carefully selected by Butterfly.

So, how did both victims choose to commit suicide on the same day?

Han Fei did not know the circumstances of the Female Live-streamer, but he had some guesses about Zhuang Wen’s situation.

If Zhuang Wen harbored Death Intent, why did she hold on for so long without choosing to die? Perhaps the Demon Exorcist and his family deceived her with the baby, telling her she could see the child once she recovered.

Zhuang Wen grew up with her sick mother, she probably did not want her own child to follow the same fate, which is why she did not choose death in the first stage.

But on April 4th, someone in the Demon Exorcist’s family finally told Zhuang Wen the truth, that her child had not only been killed long ago but also was covered with Talisman Paper as a Disaster and ominous object and buried somewhere.

Upon learning this information, all her slim hopes turned into Hatred, and having lost everything, she chose death.

In the Mortal World, there was no longer that pitiful girl, only the Monster in the Deep World that failed to overcome its Hatred—the Building-jumping Ghost.

With Butterfly’s precise grasp on human nature, Han Fei felt this was the truth.

"Everything was ruined, ultimately just reduced to a failed product. All the pain and torment during the period was completely disregarded, even despair had been turned into a tool."

In the eyes of Butterfly, the Building-jumping Ghost was merely a failure, otherwise, it would not have created Little Eight. Han Fei was very clear about this.

Hands slowly clenching, Han Fei felt a strong impulse to kill Butterfly: "If we don’t catch Butterfly quickly, tragedies like the Building-jumping Ghost will continue to happen. That guy who scorns human nature will stop at nothing."

Having clarified everything about the Building-jumping Ghost, Han Fei parted ways with the police and returned to Lihua Residential Community, ready to make the most of his remaining time to continue his game strategy.

But just when he had passed the previous maps again and arrived at the Death Building Map, Huang Ying suddenly called him.

"Han Fei! Feng Ziyu has disappeared!"

"Disappeared? Did you call the police?" Han Fei didn’t expect Huang Ying to deliver such shocking news the moment he spoke.

"The police already know, and they are investigating," Huang Ying’s voice sounded off, "I have a really bad feeling right now. Feng Ziyu might have been targeted by Butterfly too. The night he lost contact with us, he sent me a message saying he had been having the same dream, feeling like there was someone else by the bed. He wanted me to be careful too."

"Send the message he sent you directly to me, without leaving anything out!" Feng Ziyu was closely connected to that tester who’d been driven insane and was the only surviving tester who had entered the Shallow World’s Death Building, but he knew how to protect himself, always keeping to himself, with few people even aware of his existence.

After Huang Ying sent over the message, upon the first line, Han Fei drew in a sharp breath.

"I’ve been having the same dream recently, dreaming that I’m walking out towards the depths of the darkness, a voice tells me the Exit is up ahead."

"I can’t wake up, I can only keep walking forward, and eventually in the deep darkness, I saw a door."

"When I opened it, on the other side of the door was an apartment building. The number on every door in the apartment started with the number ’4’, and the room I walked out of seemed to be—Room 4444."