My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 81: The Sudden Realization of a Dream

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: The Sudden Realization of a Dream

Han Fei became famous.

A comedic actor had become famous by playing a righteous hero in a thriller movie.

His rise to fame was so sudden that even he hadn’t realized it.

"Han Fei is over there!"

When Han Fei appeared at the window, the journalists downstairs immediately recognized him, some of them started filming with their phones from downstairs, while others directly entered the filming area.

To prevent the journalists from disrupting the set, Director Jiang hurriedly left the apartment building with Han Fei and went to an open space outside.

"Everyone, if you have any questions, ask them one at a time, no need to rush."

As Director Jiang and the crew maintained order at the scene, Han Fei came downstairs, gave a glance outside the family compound, then ignored the journalists completely and headed straight for the street.

"Quick! Follow him!"

Those journalists and some friends from social media took various equipment to film, but Han Fei didn’t care, he walked through the crowd to stand before a group of victims’ families.

"Old man, Youfu’s enemy..."

Han Fei had just walked over, he hadn’t even finished speaking, when his arms were tightly grabbed by the elderly.

After ten years of waiting, the real monster had finally been captured.

At that moment, the old man’s eyes were bloodshot and he was unable to speak a word, merely holding onto Han Fei, not understanding why he always felt he could see his own child’s figure in Han Fei.

"We all saw the police announcement, thank you, Han Fei." Gu Ye’s sister, Cui Tianci’s parents, Xiao Qing’s brother, one by one the victims’ families gathered around.

Their gratitude moved Han Fei, perhaps those lonely dead souls in the haunted house hadn’t dissipated because there were still people in the mortal world who remembered them.

Humans really are a complex species, some find joy in tormenting their kind, while others pursue a murderer for ten years for the sake of a relative.

Many of the victims’ families burst into tears, the immense pressure and pain they had endured over those ten years was something only they knew.

Han Fei didn’t know how to comfort everyone, standing among them, yet in his mind, he thought of the ghosts inside the apartment building.

"If only I could take them out of the game and let them see their families once..."

An idea quietly surfaced, like a seed falling into the bottom of Han Fei’s heart, he hadn’t yet realized his own transformation, he was simply experiencing everything silently.

Han Fei didn’t take any gifts from the victims’ families, only accepting a banner.

Later, when the journalists crowded around him with questions, he didn’t take the credit, but instead attributed most of the achievements to the police and Meng Changxi.

Attributing it to the police because they genuinely played a key role, and to Meng Changxi because Han Fei felt that Meng Changxi had suffered too much misfortune and deserved some compensation.

Facing the flashing lights and cameras, Han Fei felt a bit dizzy, he was still not quite used to all this.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our movie is currently in production, and we can’t really handle interviews properly now. After the movie is released, you’ll have plenty of opportunities to ask questions."

Han Fei made up an excuse to escape and ran back to the safety of the apartment building.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Han Fei found Sister Long and Director Jiang were smiling at him.

"Do you need something?"

"We just never imagined you, such a cold and professional actor, could also have such an adorable side," Director Jiang couldn’t help laughing. "Han Fei, you’ll get used to all this gradually."

"The case’s popularity has risen really fast, and now we’ve even saved the money for trending searches," Sister Long said, holding her phone. "Remove the previously shot promotional materials and posters as soon as possible and replace them with those featuring Han Fei as the main character. Don’t delay; it must be done today."

Sister Long left quite satisfied, and Director Jiang took Han Fei to the second floor. "Now, I guess no one will think you can’t play the leading role. Once you conquer the audience with your acting, your path will only broaden from here. The future is limitless."

Director Jiang had Han Fei get makeup done first; once all the staff were ready, he shot a short film for Han Fei alone and then had him shoot a movie poster.

In the moment of light and dark exchange, Meng Chang’an and Meng Changxi stood back to back.

Meng Changxi, whose half face was disfigured, stood in the shadows. Enduring pain and viewed as a monster by everyone, yet even in the deepest despair, he still clung tightly to a ray of light at his heart.

Behind Meng Changxi, the handsome Meng Chang’an stood under the sunlight. He enjoyed everyone’s respect and praise, yet his face showed the most chilling smile.

Twin Flowers; the flower that blooms in the deepest darkness.

The script was almost set in stone, and Han Fei was eager to get home to play games. After the shoot, he declined to dine with everyone and hurried back to his house alone.

After a whole day of running around, even though his stamina had greatly improved, he was still somewhat struggling to hold up.

After eating something hastily, Han Fei lay down in bed.

"Today is indeed a day worth commemorating for me; my dream suddenly became reality."

Turning on his phone, Han Fei saw various reports online and finally opened his social media platform.

In just an afternoon, without any promotion, his followers had increased significantly.

Perhaps because he hadn’t spent money on a premium membership, some people even thought his account was a high-copy one. The comment section was filled with various messages until the Xinhu Police directly stated that this was indeed Han Fei.

The style of conversation then became refreshing and elegant; the entire comment section was discussing the Human-body Puzzle case, and one might think it was an internal communication channel for the police if they didn’t know any better.

"Which actor is like me, with a comment section full of deductions about who the murderer might be?"

Looking at various images blocked by the system in the comment section, Han Fei thought it might be better to post an update clarifying that he was an actor.

He opened his phone’s photo gallery, looking for some interesting photos to share, but after searching for a while, he finally accepted that he was just a very boring person.

Just as Han Fei was about to exit the photo gallery, his eyes suddenly caught a very ordinary photo where he was lying on the bed wearing his gaming helmet.

When he first saw the photo, Han Fei felt nothing, but just after a second, his blood surged, and his hair stood on end with fright!

"Impossible!"

He sat up straight from the bed and grabbed a fruit knife from the table, warily surveying his room.

The photo was taken on the second evening he had the gaming helmet, and he was certain he had been alone at home that night. But if he was the only one at home, who then had taken his phone and taken a photo of him playing the game?

"Someone entered my house! It happened the second time I logged into the game!"

Holding the fruit knife, Han Fei turned on all the lights in the house and checked every corner of every room.

"There’s no one in the house."

Standing in the middle of the living room, Han Fei stared intently at the photo and slowly noticed something even stranger.

In the photo, it seemed like a dark shadow was crawling into the gaming helmet.