Back at his house, Han Fei checked every nook and cranny to ensure there were no issues, then he opened the Black Box he had retrieved from Zhuang Ren.
He meticulously examined each item and wrote down corresponding information on them. Within the allowed scope of the Black Box, he recorded everything related to Butterfly.
If he died in the game tonight, these items would certainly draw the attention of the police, and in this way, he would have exerted his last effort towards maintaining peace in Xinhu.
As he wrote, Han Fei suddenly had the unsettling feeling that often accompanies a person's final words.
"Don't think too much, no matter what, I must stir up trouble in Death Building tonight. Sympathy for something like Butterfly is unnecessary. Directly taking it down is already the greatest act of mercy I can offer."
After handling his "affairs," Han Fei silently stood by the window, looking out at the Smart District at the edge of Xinhu Old City District.