Chapter 42

Han Fei's voice was very low, and Director Jiang did not hear clearly. However, he was not in the mood to pay attention to what Han Fei said at the moment.

The victims' families rushed into the set, stopping the filming. If this was not handled properly, it would have a significant negative impact on the movie.

"Everyone, please calm down! The police have already started a new investigation into the Human Jigsaw case! It won't be long before the real culprit is caught!"

Jiang Yigao shouted loudly, hoping everyone would calm down, but the anger in the victims' families had already been ignited.

"We force ourselves not to think about those painful things every day. Your movie is like putting all our pain under the sun." A woman in her forties pointed at the crew and angrily shouted, "But because you said that filming the movie would increase its influence and call for more attention, we ignored our own pain and were willing to share our most desperate memories with you! But what have you done?!"

She held up her tablet, turned the volume to the maximum, and replayed a video segment.

In it, the young police officer played by Acheng delivered overly sentimental lines, made clumsy deductions, and even found love while pursuing the culprit.

At the end of the clip, the female lead sacrificed her life to give the male lead a chance, and the young police officer completed an incredible counterattack, followed by an awkward crying scene.

"Is this your answer to us, the victims' families? You are simply insulting the pain we have endured for ten years!" The middle-aged woman's voice was loud, and she shed tears as she spoke.

"I am very sorry to have betrayed everyone's trust. As the director, I must apologize to everyone. I will do my best to make changes, but I also hope everyone can understand the challenges we face as filmmakers. It's difficult for a movie to completely replicate reality, and the investors require that the male and female leads' screen time must reach a certain proportion." Jiang Yigao's film was mainly funded by two film companies: Han Guang Film, where Acheng was from, and Youlong Culture, which backed the female lead. Youlong Culture was the major investor, primarily aiming to promote their female actor.

"We don't care how you film it, but the culprit hasn't been caught. Why are you fabricating such an ending?"

"We have already been very considerate by promising to increase the case's influence. If you continue to cause trouble, we will call the police!"

"Call the police? That's fraud!"

"Speak properly, don't point fingers!"

The emotions of the victims grew more intense, and both sides began to argue and push each other.

Without getting the response they wanted, the victims held up banners to prevent further filming. Acheng, who was standing at the front, was also furious because the victims' families wanted to reshoot his scenes.

No one knew who started it, but during the argument, Wei Youfu's father was pushed to the ground.

The set was already crowded with many props, and when the old man fell, the victims' families' emotions erupted. They pushed Acheng, who was standing at the front, to the ground.

Acheng, usually an idol, sat on the ground with his makeup smeared and shoe prints on his clothes: "Damn, nothing goes right. You guys are in for it!"

"Do you still have the nerve to speak? Investigating a case while falling in love, your portrayal of a police officer is an insult to the police! I feel uncomfortable just looking at you!"

"Ten years of pursuing the culprit, I don't know how you can still smile and act so carefree in such a serious and painful situation. Is this your acting?"

The honest words from the victims' families ignited Acheng's anger: "A bunch of barbarians, your family members deserve to be..."

Acheng impulsively said this, but he realized halfway through and didn't dare to finish. However, the victims' families had already heard.

The emotional scar was torn open. The middle-aged woman closest to Acheng, with red eyes, grabbed his hair, unable to speak from the pain.

"Let go!" Acheng was very strong and shook off the woman. Just as he was about to get up, someone kicked him again.

Unable to control his anger, he grabbed a bucket of fake blood from the props and, without looking, threw it forcefully behind him.

"Bang!"

The bucket full of blood hit someone's back hard, and the sound was painful to hear.

The empty bucket rolled in the hallway, and both sides fell silent, looking at the center of the crowd.

Han Fei, covered in blood, stood in front of the middle-aged woman, with thick blood streaming down his face. His eyes made everyone shudder.

"Are you done?"

A hoarse voice echoed in the hallway. Han Fei, stepping through the blood, walked to Acheng and said, "They are right. You are not fit to play a police officer. Your acting is like garbage to me."

The straightforward words and unyielding tone made Han Fei's blood-stained face stare directly at Acheng.

At that moment, Acheng realized he was afraid, so afraid that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"To solve this case, many people risked their lives. Your performance is an insult to their hard work."

Han Fei himself danced on the edge of a knife every night, and a slight mistake could cost him his life. He knew the cruelty and bloodshed of the case, which could not be simply described by the term "Human Jigsaw."

Ignoring the terrified Acheng, Han Fei turned to the victims' families.

He knew their names and had seen their photos.

"Child, are you okay? Is your back hurt?" The middle-aged woman rushed over, worried. If Han Fei hadn't blocked it, the bucket of blood would have hit her directly.

"Are you Gu Ye's sister, Gu Yu?" Han Fei's expression softened slightly.

"How do you know?"

"I know each of you and understand your pain." Han Fei slowed his speech: "I hope everyone can listen to me for a moment. Director Jiang said the police have started a new investigation into the Human Jigsaw case and will catch the culprit soon. This is not just to comfort you; it is the truth."

"Truth? It's been ten years, and every year it's the same story."

"I can assure everyone that this time, the real culprit will be caught!" Han Fei wiped the blood from his face: "If the movie continues to fabricate and shoot before the culprit is caught, I will join you in protesting!"

Looking at the victims' families, Han Fei thought of the ghosts in the 1044 haunted house.

This time, he was not acting but speaking from his heart: "Trust me, I will give everyone an answer."