My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 433 Going Home

Chapter 433: Chapter 433 Going Home

"Don’t listen to his nonsense!" Huang Li’s emotions suddenly flared up as she pointed at the two security guards: "Things happen in the department store because these guards are useless!"

"We’re useless?" The guard surnamed Li’s temper rose as well, clutching the badge he had pulled off the deliveryman’s neck: "How did that old man from your store die two months ago? After his shift, he locked the store, and the next day his body was found inside! He died kneeling, what kind of guilty conscience must he have had to die so strangely?"

Huang Li wanted to stop the guard from continuing, but he became more and more excited: "And a month ago, one of your employees didn’t go home late at night, got drunk, sang by the river at midnight, and ended up being found two kilometers downstream."

"Their deaths were accidents! Shut your mouth!" Huang Li seemed worried that Han Fei would be scared, and she shouted piercingly.

"Accidents?" The guard surnamed Li grabbed Huang Li’s wrist: "Just a week ago, the young man you newly hired killed himself. He was healthy when he arrived, didn’t have a single issue, so why would he suddenly take his own life at home at night? And when he died, he was kneeling at the front door, as if he was welcoming a deity?"

"Let go! Let go of me!"

"Your store’s employees are almost all dead, and you are still here deceiving new people?" The guard surnamed Li’s grip tightened as he stared at Huang Li’s face: "If you’re not afraid at all, why don’t you stay and watch the store at night yourself?"

"I..."

"I heard you talking to yourself during the night shift, begging towards empty spaces. Right! Yesterday evening I saw you standing in front of the Divine Box, motionless for half an hour! Do you already have something unclean on you?" The guard surnamed Li went too far as he spoke, and when he got close to Huang Li, Han Fei stepped in front of her.

"New guy, you’re here for the night shift, we’ll be seeing each other often, does it have to be this tense?"

"Targeting disabled individuals for a scam, even if you two get the money, can you really spend it with a clear conscience?" Han Fei grabbed the guard surnamed Li’s wrist: "Also, that thing is called the Shrine, not the Divine Box."

"Having a sense of justice is good, but don’t meddle in others’ business. Be careful or you’ll end up getting sold and even help count the money for them." The guard surnamed Li realized he couldn’t break free from Han Fei and hurled several threats, hoping Han Fei would back off.

"Li Daxing, I’m calling Zhu Wei right now. He shouldn’t have gone too far. You two are a menace if you stay here! I seriously suspect the things that went missing in the department store before were stolen by you two!" Huang Li also took out her phone, the guard surnamed Li had genuinely scared her; she was already afraid of the night shift, and this made her even more terrified.

"Acting like a pure white lotus! No wonder Zhu Wei always targets us; you’ve been backstabbing us with reports!" The other guard approached, attempting to snatch Huang Li’s phone. The situation was about to spiral out of control when suddenly, from the top floor of the department store, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground was heard.

"Bang!"

The department store was exceptionally quiet at night, and that sound was heard by everyone.

No one moved further but turned their heads to look deeper into the store.

In the pitch-black department store, only the green emergency lights near the Exit were lit; their faint green glow was like that of the Nether World, making everything look even more sinister.

Han Fei and the guards simultaneously released their hands; the guards exchanged glances, and the one called Li Daxing pulled a security baton from his waist.

"The sound upstairs?"

"Was it the third floor or the fourth? The women’s clothing floor?"

Li Daxing became somewhat tense; he glared at the deliveryman and Han Fei: "Our business isn’t finished! You stand right there and wait for me!"

The two guards forcefully took the badge hanging around the deliveryman’s neck and then ran towards the depths of the store.

The deliveryman chased after them and, in the process, accidentally smashed his own phone screen.

"Give it back, give it back to me!"

The guards paid no attention to the deliveryman and hurriedly went upstairs. As night-shift guards, if a problem occurred in the store at night, their wages would be docked by the leadership.

From the fact that they had seized the deliveryman’s badge, it was clear they weren’t planning to let him off and were preparing to settle the score with him later.

"Did you hear that sound just now?" Huang Li hid next to Han Fei, her complexion pale: "Just now...much of what Li Daxing said was made up; don’t take it to heart."

"Sister Huang Li, don’t worry. My mother is waiting for surgery at the hospital, and I need this money. No matter what, I won’t resign." Han Fei’s face carried a smile, but it was a forced and pained one, especially his eyes, which held so many complex emotions that it was heart-wrenching to see.

Seeing Han Fei’s expression, Huang Li opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she didn’t say it in the end.

"Could I borrow your phone? I want to call the deliveryman’s father to tell him the truth, to prevent him from being scammed by Li Daxing." As Han Fei spoke, his eyes stayed fixed on the deliveryman, exuding the aura of someone deeply conscientious.

"Of course." Without much thought, Huang Li unlocked her phone screen and passed it to Han Fei.

As he held Huang Li’s phone, Han Fei walked over to the deliveryman. While his back was turned to Huang Li, his fingers swiftly swiped across the screen, checking some messages and call history.

There were three people who had been frequently messaging Huang Li; one was saved as Boss, another as Zhu Wei, and a third as lower than pigs and dogs.

The person labeled as lower than pigs and dogs seemed to be Huang Li’s ex-husband, who had been sending threatening messages, starting with wanting to see the children and escalating to threats of killing Huang Li’s entire family.

"Wang Ping’an, do you remember your home phone number?" Han Fei asked the deliveryman gently. As he spoke, his fingers continued to swiftly slide across Huang Li’s phone screen.

The person noted as the boss had also chatted a lot with Huang Li, but the vast majority of the messages were sent by Huang Li. During her night shifts, she had discovered many deeply horrifying things, and she told the boss that if things continued this way, she might go insane.

"Ping’an, don’t worry. Take your time to remember, we know you’ve done nothing wrong," Han Fei’s voice seemed to carry a warmth that was very comforting to hear.

Gazing downward, Han Fei quickly skimmed through the chat history, and his pupils shuddered slightly when he arrived at the messages from three days ago.

Three days earlier, Huang Li had sent a message to the boss saying that at midnight, the clocks started to run backward, and the black cloth covering the shrine had fallen off, revealing someone knocking from inside the shrine.

The boss’s reply was very simple, just two words—run fast.

After a while, Huang Li sent another message to the boss saying the sound had disappeared, but she didn’t dare to go back.

The boss told her to stay at the entrance of the store and comforted her by saying that soon a newcomer would come to work the night shift, and everything would be fine.

Just from their messages, it was clear they knew there was something wrong with the shrine.

As Huang Li approached, Han Fei opened the phone’s call screen and then got close to the deliveryman, "Don’t be nervous, we’re not the bad guys."

After questioning for a while, the deliveryman stammered out a few numbers, which Han Fei tried to dial.

Han Fei had memorized the phone number and address on the sign as soon as the security guard pulled it down. Everything that he had just done was for the sake of looking through the messages between Huang Li and the boss.

"Sorry to call you at this hour, uncle, but Wang Ping’an has run into some trouble, and someone is trying to swindle him," Han Fei explained the situation after the call connected.

On the other side of the phone, Wang Ping’an’s father hadn’t gone to sleep. He had been waiting for his child to return home, even though his child was almost thirty years old.

Facing the phone food container and delivery box, Han Fei took several photos, then sent them to Wang Ping’an’s father, "If they claim damages, you can show them this evidence. Ping’an hasn’t made a mistake, the mistake is theirs."

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"Uncle, could you come and pick up Ping’an? He seems to be terrified, a little out of his senses," Han Fei was still at work, but more importantly, he didn’t dare to walk at night until he understood the details of this world.

"Alright, I’m on my way now. You guys are at the department store, right?"

"I’ll wait for you with Wang Ping’an at Exit C of the store," Han Fei hung up the phone. He was about to go clean the floor when he heard the system’s voice in his head.

"Player number 0000, please take note! You have triggered a Shrine Random Task—Go Home."

"Go Home: Sometimes the road home is very short, but sometimes it becomes very long, so long that it can’t be traversed even in a lifetime."

"Task Requirement: Escort Wang Ping’an home."

Han Fei had initially not paid much attention, but upon reading the task information for the second time, he felt something was wrong.

"If Wang Ping’an’s father is coming to pick him up, I just need to wait here for him, so why would a sudden escort task pop up?"

"Could it be that Wang Ping’an’s father will have an accident on the way here?"

Narrowing his eyes, Han Fei carefully read the task description again: the road home can sometimes be so short, and sometimes so long that it’s impossible to return in a lifetime.

"This ’home’ must not refer to a house. For someone like Wang Ping’an, ’home’ is wherever his father is! If his father is gone, then he’ll have no home for the rest of his life."

Having grasped the key point, Han Fei decided to leave, but he felt uneasy about Huang Li. Strange things tended to happen in the store at night, and now Huang Li had just had a dispute with the security guard.

"What would the Master of Shrine do in this situation?"

After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei asked Wang Ping’an, "Is your father’s health not very good?"

The deliveryman clutched his phone, which had turned off, his expression looking pitiful as if he were about to cry, and kept nodding his head, his mouth wide open, but he couldn’t utter a clear word.

"Just as I thought."

With human life at stake, Han Fei didn’t waste any more time. He returned Huang Li’s phone to her, "Sister Huang Li, I’m going to escort Ping’an for a bit, we’ll be back soon."

Without waiting for Huang Li to speak, Han Fei picked up the food container and supported Wang Ping’an out the door.

"Ride your bike. We’re going home, just take the road your dad always guided you on." Han Fei had experience with autistic children. To help them gain independence, parents would often do their utmost, practicing over and over again just to remember the way home.

Holding the food container, Han Fei sat on the back seat of the electric bike, letting Wang Ping’an lead the way home.

The night grew heavy, and as soon as they stepped out of the store, they could feel the temperature dropping continuously as if some taboo had been triggered.

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