The light on the printer suddenly turned on, and a piece of printing paper fell in front of Tai Wei. This girl was the editor of a horror magazine, and she was quite courageous. When she saw the paper, her first reaction was not fear, but fear.
He picked it up: "Did I trigger some mechanism? Is it so lucky?"
She picked up the white paper and took a look. There was a very blurry outline on the A4 paper.
"What is it?" Tai Wei looked at it for a long time without understanding it: "Anan, come and look at this piece of paper. It suddenly fell out of the printer. There is a very light pattern on it."
Nan, who was studying costumes, took the white paper. He looked at the blurry outline on it and was a little confused: "There are no numbers and letters, so it shouldn't be a password or something like that."
Nan took out his cell phone and took a photo: "It's very ordinary white paper, no interlayer."
He soaked some more saliva and rubbed the area with a very light outline on the white paper: "The color of the paper has not changed slightly, and there should be no chemicals applied to the surface."
After trying various methods, Anan finally discovered that this seemed to be an ordinary piece of white paper.
"I've read so many suspenseful detective novels, and I've tried every method I can think of." Nan returned the blank paper to Tails: "Put it away, maybe it can be used in later levels."
"Okay." Taili folded the white paper and before putting it in his pocket, he saw the printer "vomiting" out another piece of white paper.
The same size, with the same blurry outline printed on it, but it seems a little clearer than before.
"Someone is controlling the printer?" Anan opened the cover of the printer and checked it. No problem was found. This is a very ordinary printer: "It's really weird. They are all things we have seen in daily life.
How come something so ordinary becomes so evil after being moved into this haunted house?"
After unplugging the plug, Anan ignored the second piece of paper that popped out of the printer. He was a little flustered: "We've been wasted here for a long time. We won't look for it anymore. Let's leave first."
In the back of the warehouse, Huya was admiring some paintings in the cabinet. Her expression was a little strange, as if she was shocked by the weird and weird painting style.
"Sister Huya? It's time for us to leave." Nan urged.
"If you look at these paintings, they seem to be drawn from the perspective of a dead person. I can even feel the painter's desire that almost shines through the paper. It wants to experience life, as if it is about to emerge from the painting.
It's like dragging the viewer into the painting." Huya took out her mobile phone and wanted to take pictures, but considering that she was in a haunted house, she endured it: "I will have a good chat with the authors of these paintings if I have the opportunity in the future. If I can
It would be perfect to ask him to draw illustrations for our magazine."
"If our artist hears what you said, he will probably get angry again." Anan smiled helplessly.
Huya and Anan walked outside, preparing to leave.
With her tail behind her, she was ready to leave, but at this moment there was a soft sound from the printer, and then the computer next to the printer started up on its own.
The surroundings were very quiet, and any sound would be amplified. Taili watched the computer screen light up by itself, and no one touched it during the whole process.
"Is the owner of the haunted house controlling it behind the scenes?"
Tails stopped in place, and began to think wildly in his mind: "The owner of the haunted house cannot waste space to set up a useless scene. Could the secret of this warehouse be hidden in the computer?"
When he first came in, Tai Wei was very curious as to why the word "Paradise" was written on the door of such a dilapidated warehouse. There must be something fishy about it.
She widened her beautiful eyes and moved closer to the computer.
The screen emits a faint light, and the overall background is still black, with the outline of a human face vaguely printed on it.
At first Tai Tai thought it was the reflection of the screen, reflecting her own face, but the more she looked at it, the more wrong she felt.
"This looks like a man's face?"
There were a lot of things in the warehouse, and it was very messy. The three editors of the magazine were crowded in the innermost place, and the three of Yang Chen were slightly outside. There were some shabby shelves between them.
"Li Xue, look at the organ models in these glass jars, they are almost exactly the same as the specimens in our school."
"The proportion is consistent with the real thing." As a medical student, he couldn't fault the organ model in front of him. This made Li Xue feel an inexplicable fear. You must know that they are not in a forensic school now, but visiting a haunted house.
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"People who don't often deal with organs can't make such a realistic model." Internal organ models are different from puppet models. You can only see them when you open the body of a living creature. In addition, human internal organs are completely different from those of animals.
Yes, Yang Chen can be sure that the specimen jars on the shelves are all models of human organs: "When I visited last time, I felt that the owner of the haunted house knew the structure of the human body very well. Generally speaking, a person's knowledge of internal organs is
I know very well that he is either a doctor who saves people or a butcher who kills people."
"Have you watched too many movies?" Wang Yan was a little frightened by what Yang Chen said: "The owner of the haunted house pays great attention to details. I guess these internal organs models were specially made by him."
"I feel like things are not that simple." Yang Chen retracted his gaze and walked outside: "Every time I come to this haunted house, I have a different experience. Each horror scene has a very different style, but they are all so real, just like reality.
There really are these buildings and the corresponding ghost stories exist."
The three medical students were about to leave the warehouse. Xiao Li was holding on to his mobile phone. Before he could find a chance to take pictures, Bai Qiulin was blocking the door.
He put one hand in his pocket and glanced at Fan Cong as if nothing had happened.
The fat on his belly trembled slightly. Fan Cong didn't know that he had been targeted. All his attention was focused on the passage.
The wall lamps went out one after another, and the frequency seemed to be getting faster and faster, giving people the feeling that something was speeding up in the passage.
Fingers clenched subconsciously, Fan Cong's eyes slowly widened, darkness invaded, figures among them were shaking, and some seemed to be lying on the ceiling.
His heart began to beat wildly, and Fan Cong grabbed Fan Dade's arm: "Brother, pay attention! Something is coming!"
"What is it?" Fan Dade was relatively dull. After being reminded by Fan Cong, he started to look around.
"It's over there! Call them out quickly!" Fan Cong kept Anan's words in mind. No matter what happens, everyone must get together.
"Don't panic, I'll go take a look." Fan Dade walked towards the intersection. He was very timid. He just wanted to show off in front of his brother. After taking two or three steps, he stopped and stretched.
Neck, look hard towards the intersection.
The wall lamp went out faster and faster, the light suddenly dimmed, and Fan Dade also became nervous.
As he walked forward, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue took a few steps back. They and Bai Qiulin surrounded Fan Cong in the middle.