Chapter 6, social anxiety has improved, but people have gone mad

Hello? Team Leader Wang?

The sound of knocking continued to come from the door. If this were before playing a game, Han Fei, who suffered from severe social anxiety, would most likely pretend that no one was home and quietly wait for the other person to leave

Veins bulged on his forehead, Han Fei clenched his teeth, and he slammed his fist down on the sofa, yet he ultimately did not reveal the existence of the game

A comedian with social anxiety

We have arrived, and after conversing and asking questions, it became apparent that something was indeed amiss with that person. Zhao Ming glanced around the room and then lowered his voice

Han Fei is a professional actor, and he has an excellent memory. At this moment, he took out paper and pen and wrote down the physical characteristics of the old shopkeeper: "Just look for him based on this! You will definitely find him!"

According to the personality model established based on citizen information big data, he is a very introverted and hardworking comedian. We also found his psychological counseling records, which indicate that he suffers from severe social anxiety disorder

... ...

What?

I can responsibly tell you that there cannot be any shops operating there Zhao Ming wanted to say something else, but his phone suddenly vibrated. He instructed Zhang Xiaotian to keep an eye on Han Fei and walked out of the room

"I have already taken out my law enforcement recorder, and you are telling me there are ghosts?" Zhao Ming took a deep breath, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible: "If you only want to tell us these things, then let's forget it. Next, we will ask you a few questions, and please answer truthfully."

In order to prevent the black box in his mind from exploding, he spoke each word with great caution: "Last night at midnight, pay attention to this time, an old lady invited me to eat dumplings. Her grandson suddenly knocked over the fish soup, saying that the ingredients were taken from a coffin, but the ingredients were actually taken from the refrigerator. I felt as if there was a corpse hidden in their refrigerator"

Please elaborate specifically

Seeing the two uniformed police officers at the door, Han Fei's eyes lit up. The thing referred to as the "black box" threatened him with brain death, preventing him from reporting to the police, but now the police had come to him.

The difficulty of the novice tasks is just that great, and there will definitely be even more terrifying tasks ahead. Isn't this just sending me to my death? I am merely a comedian, I don't even know how to fight, how can I confront those vicious 'neighbors' in the entire building?

The two police officers were startled by Han Fei's actions: "Calm down, let's talk things over; resisting with force is the most foolish thing to do"

Police

Han Fei played many games after losing his job, primarily to release the pressure within him, hoping to quickly adjust his state and regain the motivation for life

It was not until he saw the gaming helmet on the table, along with the bloodstains inside the helmet, that he realized last night's game was not a dream

"First of all, the first question: why were you at the antique street in the old town yesterday at 1:30 PM?" Zhao Ming did not continue to beat around the bush with Han Fei, but directly asked.

It is impossible! I have been buying games at that second-hand store for three consecutive days! Let's go there right now! I will take you to that store!" Han Fei stood up directly

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Citizen information and data analysis are recorded in this manner, yet upon actual contact, we found the suspect to be highly agitated and exhibiting extremely peculiar behavior. I suspect that his social anxiety has improved, but...

However, after playing that game, he did not think much of it and casually walked over to open the door.

What is it, after all

Have you been to the suspect's home in the arson case on Antique Street? Have you found anything?

Hello, we are the police officers from the Xinfeng Road Police Station in the old city. My name is Zhao Ming, and this is my colleague Zhang Xiaotian

I returned home and began to sleep. The bathroom door moved on its own, and something came out from inside. Do you believe there are ghosts in this world

It felt as if the nerves in his brain were being grasped by someone, and the tremor that originated from deep within his mind caused Han Fei to open his mouth, yet he was unable to continue speaking no matter what.

I am going to buy second-hand games, by the way! We can go find the store manager! Officer! You all come with me to find that store manager...

Ghost! It was just squatting on the ground, suddenly disappearing, with a face as pale as death, and a body that seemed to have no bones! The moment I opened my eyes, it was hiding next to the bedside lamp! Han Fei's emotions grew increasingly agitated; he was afraid the police would leave, missing the opportunity to seek help, so he gestured wildly, fully showcasing his solid acting skills.

"Please come in!" Han Fei had never been so proactive in communicating with others. He invited the two police officers into the room and then ran to the refrigerator to find some drinks

"If you can have such thoughts, shouldn't you reflect on yourself instead?" The two police officers looked at Han Fei's serious demeanor, while Zhao Ming quietly turned on the law enforcement recording device, and Zhang Xiaotian subtly placed one hand behind his back: "And then?"

"What happened to you last night?" Two police officers waited anxiously, unaware of the pressure Han Fei was enduring at that moment. Large beads of sweat trickled down Han Fei's cheeks, and a sense of terror that seemed to destroy every nerve in his brain lingered deep in his mind

It seems that people have gone mad

"All the second-hand stores have been burned down?" Han Fei stared blankly at the two police officers. After a moment, his expression regained its firmness: "Impossible! There are loopholes! I clearly remember the appearance of the store manager! As long as you find this person, you can prove that I am not lying!"

Are you truly unaware or are you deliberately pretending to be confused? A large fire broke out on Antique Street yesterday afternoon, and all the second-hand shops were destroyed. Fortunately, the shops had already been closed, so no one was injured. Zhao Ming and Zhang Xiaotian both found Han Fei somewhat suspicious

What store manager is there? That old street has many dilapidated buildings, and all the shops closed three months ago

Two police officers stared at Han Fei's half-open mouth, and the three of them remained motionless for a few seconds.

Oh? The two police officers exchanged glances, their expressions gradually becoming serious. They fixed their gaze on Han Fei in front of them: "What do you want to tell us?"

I last night ... ...

However, this method of healing is rather brutal, akin to having a splinter lodged in one's finger and consequently severing the entire arm.

Now that he has achieved his goal, after playing the game "Perfect Life," he deeply understands the beauty of life. The injustices he has encountered seem so insignificant in the face of malevolent spirits and perversions.

Heaven and earth bear witness, everything I say is the truth! Han Fei is not acting; he is blinking desperately, like a hostage who has been taken captive, except that his captor is not a kidnapper, but a game.

Powerlessly collapsing to the ground, pain and exhaustion tormented every nerve, Han Fei was unsure whether he had finally fallen asleep or had lost consciousness.

Exerting all his mental effort, Han Fei deliberately avoided the game and attempted to express his troubles from another perspective

In fact, I also have something I would like to tell you. Han Fei sat down opposite the police officer with a drink in hand

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Warning! Number 0000 Players please take note! Do not disclose the existence of the original version of "Perfect Life" to anyone! After three warnings! The black box will explode in your brain!

At seven o'clock in the morning, Han Fei was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door. He got up from the floor, still feeling a bit dazed.

We have come to inquire about something; a fire occurred in our jurisdiction, and surveillance footage captured you at the scene of the fire. The two police officers looked at Han Fei's enthusiastic demeanor and found it somewhat strange. Zhao Ming even took out his phone to check, and he discovered that Han Fei's behavior was not consistent with what was shown in the police investigation materials.

From a certain perspective, he has indeed been cured