Chapter 226 Trust Me, You Can't Be Wrong

Wearing a blood-stained doctor's uniform and holding a skull-smashing hammer, Chen Ge wore a human-skin mask made of multiple faces and moved away from the plank.

"Ten minutes have passed, and there are still no screams in the scene. It seems that they are used to the third sick room." Chen Ge felt that he was getting more and more kind, and he was worried that several tourists would come up and face too strong The fright immediately collapsed, so they were given ten minutes of buffer time.

"The people at Tato Hospital should have found the tape recorder now, so it's time to increase the difficulty a little bit." Chen Ge stepped into the dark underground passage, and after walking down the stairs, he glanced at the corridor on the left, and there was a person outside the last classroom. I don't even have any: "Today, these guys are quite honest. Usually, there are always a few guys running out for a walk."

Holding the faceless nurse uniform and carrying a skull crushing hammer, Chen Ge pushed open the iron door of the third sick building.

"The completion of the third ward trial task is not high, and the hidden task has not been triggered. The completion of the entire scene is only about half, and it cannot be regarded as a three-star scene in the true sense. The visitors are accompanied by professional haunted house actors. Maybe they might succeed." Chen Ge walked slowly, not in a hurry.

"Find the mad woman's puppet first, and put this nurse uniform on her to try it out."

Turning the first corner, Chen Ge, who was thinking about something, suddenly stopped.

In the middle of the corridor, more than 20 dolls almost blocked the road, and fell to the ground. The heads of the models rolled back and forth, as if they were having a good time.

"Why are you here?!" Chen Ge stood in the middle of the road with a hammer, the rolling heads stopped instantly, and they all started to pretend to be dead.

"Is this your scene? What are you doing in the hospital in your school uniform?"

Naturally, the puppet would not answer and remained motionless, like a primary school student who secretly ran to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet and met his head teacher.

"It doesn't matter if you run in, it was actually killed by the group!" Chen Ge said very angry, in fact, he felt a little distressed, he picked up the head on the ground to find the number, and spliced ​​several dolls together: "This group of tourists Even the dolls are not spared, it's very arrogant."

Because the light is too dark and the efficiency is low, he got up and left after five or six installations: "When I send them away, I will give you a head."

With a bit of suffocation in his voice, Chen Ge grabbed the skull crusher and ran towards the next corridor.

...

In the electrotherapy room, Han Qiuming put his ear next to the tape recorder,

I haven't heard anything for a long time.

"Could this be an empty tape?" He could only come to this conclusion after thinking for a long time.

"Will the boss of the haunted house do such a boring thing?" Ye Xiaoxin always felt that there was something wrong with the tape, but after listening to it for a long time, he could only hear the sound of rustling electricity.

She reached for the switch, but no matter which key she pressed, the recorder's light stayed on and the tape was spinning silently.

"This tape recorder should have been modified by the owner of the haunted house. The switches on the casing are just decorations, and the real switches are elsewhere." Han Qiuming searched for a long time but couldn't find where the real switches were. His face was not very good. After the sick building, he has been embarrassed next to Ye Xiaoxiao several times. The more he wants to show off, the more the props in this haunted house will turn against him.

"No more, let's go out first." Han Qiuming glanced at his phone: "There are still three minutes, hurry up and run out in time."

He and Ye Xiaoxiao came out of the electrotherapy room at the end of the corridor, returned the same way, and prepared to leave through the secret passage of Ward 3.

At the same time, on the other side of the hallway.

Guo Miao, Song An and the others rushed into the depths of the third ward. They roughly searched the second and third corridors, including the dean's room. They went in and looked at every room, but they didn't find Han. Tyumen.

"Boss! I've searched the rooms on both sides, but I haven't seen Han Qiuming!" Song An panted, his voice irritable and fast.

"The corridor goes straight. If he comes over, he will definitely meet us. Where did this guy go?"

Guo Miao patted his face lightly, he had not been so nervous for more than ten years: "I thought about it carefully, there are three possibilities for Han Qiuming's disappearance, first, he found the secret passage and ran in; third Second, he hid in the room before, and after we left, he went deeper into the haunted house scene alone; third..."

Speaking of this, Guo Miao's mind came to the bloody scene of a mental illness committing a crime. He couldn't go on. He and Song An looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

"The situation is not good!"

The two big men exchanged eye contact, seeing Su Luoluo's scalp numb: "How about you continue to visit? I'll leave first?"

She became more and more frightened. She felt that her teammates were more dedicated than the employees of the haunted house. She was startled and said something she didn't understand at all, but it felt terrifying.

"No! It would be very dangerous for you to go alone. We must not be separated now!" Song An's voice was stern, as if something serious would happen if Su Luoluo left alone.

"Old Song said it right. Separation is to give others a chance to defeat them one by one. Only when they get together, the other party will not dare to act rashly." Guo Miao forced a smile at Su Luoluo: "I'm sorry, I have troubled you, but don't worry, We'll take you out safely."

Hearing Guo Miao's apology, Su Luoluo really wanted to cry.

Apologize for what?

What exactly happened?

I was invited to visit by you in the lucky draw. I did nothing and ran around for a long time. Why did you stand on me?

She now wonders if she is being tricked. She is the only real tourist in the whole visit, and the others are all actors. This is two haunted house practitioners fighting each other!

"Don't hesitate, the longer you drag on, the more dangerous Han Qiuming's situation will be. It's too late to find him now!" Guo Miao made a decisive decision: "Let's go! Let's go to the next corner and see!"

He and Song An ran in front, and Xiao Du followed closely. Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn his head and say to Su Luoluo, "Brother Song and the boss are both worth relying on. With them, you will not be in danger."

"What's the danger of me visiting the haunted house? Are you always so comforting?" Su Luoluo stood alone in the corridor covered in blood. Walking back alone, she pulled out a few strands of her hair in a hurry.

A few people turned the corner and came to the fourth corridor. All the ten wards opened their doors and looked, but Han Qiuming was still not found.

"The corridor has come to an end, where can Han Qiuming go?" Song An leaned against the wall, and he was physically exhausted.

"A big living person just disappeared like this?" Guo Miao's heart was pounding, he glanced to both sides, and the blood on the wall seemed to become more intense.

"There must be something missing!" Guo Miao grabbed Song An's shoulder: "All haunted houses have passages for employees, and the third ward should be no exception. Among the wards we entered just now, there are several The structure is very special, it is estimated that the secret passage is hidden there."

"Okay, let's go together!"

Su Luo, who was following a few people, couldn't run anymore. It was the first time she visited such a haunted house: "I just ran over, where are you going?"

"The staff passage and Han Qiuming should be hidden in those rooms." Guo Miao looked at Su Luoluo, he hadn't shown such serious eyes for a long time: "Trust me, you can't be wrong!"

...

Carrying the tape recorder, Han Qiuming and Ye Xingxiao walked out of the dean's office, and the noise in the tape gradually became louder.

"Where's your teammate? I just heard the sound of running." Ye Xiaoxiao kept a certain distance from Han Qiuming.

"Don't worry about them, let's go out first." Han Qiuming held the tape recorder, always feeling as if he was being targeted by something, and his back was cold.