Yang Chen walked at the back, his eyes shining brightly. He lowered his head slightly and controlled his expression to ensure that no one would notice his abnormality.
"If you want to play, then I will play with you to the end. This time I will win a round."
Because he has never done it before, he is eager to succeed. Yang Chen enjoys this process very much. He likes this tense and exciting feeling, which is something that no other entertainment mode can bring him.
"There is a ghost among the twelve tourists. If you catch him, you can break the situation." Yang Chen walked between his classmates, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue. After ensuring his own safety, he secretly watched the two editors and Xiao Li.
Every move.
"The owner of the haunted house never plays his cards according to the routine. Fan Cong and Fan Dade who have been in trouble are also likely to be ghosts. They disappear early and may appear again somewhere later, and then disguise themselves as victims."
Yang Chen thinks very comprehensively, he is very cautious, and constantly improves the speculations in his mind.
The wall lamp emits a dim light, the iron door next to it is half open, there are water stains on the ground, and there is a row of rusty morgues in the room.
"Morgue No. 1?"
There were a few words crookedly written on the side of the door. Huya glanced inside and found that all the morgues were locked.
"Tail?" She shouted into the room, but no one responded: "Tail shouldn't be hiding in the morgue, right?"
The two editors went in and walked around, but found nothing, and then several people continued to move forward.
The cadavers in Jiujiang Forensic Medical College are not sorted by location, but by size and purpose. Several tourists walked along the passage for three minutes, and another half-open iron door appeared in front of them.
"No. 5 charnel house? The internal structures of these charnel houses are similar. What is the plan of the owner of the haunted house in building so many charnel houses? Is he really planning to hide corpses?" Wang Yan touched the cold iron cabinets: "Follow me.
It's the same as what I saw in the textbooks. These morgues should be real ones, maybe they were eliminated from the front line and collected by the owner of the haunted house."
When he said this, his face was not very pretty, and his voice was a little off-key.
"Things that have been eliminated from the front line?" Xiao Li pondered Wang Yan's words, and his face slowly darkened: "Doesn't that mean that these morgues once really stored corpses?"
"That's right." Yang Chen nodded. He stared at Xiao Li closely, trying to see something from Xiao Li's expression. But to his disappointment, all Xiao Li's reactions were normal: "According to my speculation
, the wall lamp will go out in ten seconds, I suggest everyone stop in this room and stop running around, and survive the third darkness before continuing to explore."
There are all kinds of terrifying monsters hidden in the darkness. Huya and Anan knew that Yang Chen was doing it for everyone's good, so they agreed this time.
Time passed by, and four minutes had passed since the last time the lights were turned off, but the wall lamp still did not go out.
Several people gathered together and looked at Yang Chen.
"The lights are not extinguished, which means that there is no pattern to the lights out. It means that the owner of the haunted house is monitoring us all the time and will take action as soon as he finds a loophole." Yang Chen wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by other tourists.
"Stop making meaningless speculations." Huya shook her head, turned and walked outside: "Follow me, walk together, don't be afraid of anything else."
The editor-in-chief of a horror magazine showed her resolute side. She opened the iron door and walked directly outside, with Nan following at a trot.
"This woman is quite interesting." Bai Qiulin looked at Huya's back and coughed: "Let's go there too. She's right. Most of the time it's just us who are scaring ourselves. We don't need to be too nervous. Don't
Forgot, this is just a haunted house, just an entertainment place to scare people, could there be real ghosts in it?"
"Brother Bai is right." Xiao Li followed Bai Qiulin and walked out.
"Let's go too."
When Lao Zhou and Duan Yue were about to walk out, Yang Chen, who was at the back of the team, suddenly said in a very low voice: "Old Zhou, you and your wife had better not go with those two editors."
"Why?" Lao Zhou turned around. He felt that this forensic medical student was a little confused.
"I'm not sure now, just remember what I said." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he led Li Xue and Wang Yan to the front of Lao Zhou.
"Can't we go with those two editors?" Lao Zhou was thoughtful. When Yang Chen passed by him, a flash of surprise and surprise flashed between his eyebrows, and he took a slight breath: "Could it be that those two
An editor has a question?"
Yang Chen did not explain to Lao Zhou in detail, the seeds had already been sown, just wait for them to take root and sprout on their own.
The wall lamps in the passage were not extinguished, and several tourists passed by Corpse Hall No. 6 and Corpse Hall No. 7 without encountering any danger. It was like the calm before the storm.
After walking in front of the No. 7 charnel house, the passage became colder, and the smell of formalin in the air became a little stronger. Several tourists came to the junction of the outer area and the middle area of the underground charnel house.
In the middle of the passage is a half-demolished wall, with a large amount of debris piled up in the gap, including wooden tables and chairs, a knocked-out fence, and several dolls with deformed and twisted body joints.
"Isn't this scene over yet?" Wang Yan was wearing short sleeves, and the air-conditioning penetrated into the clothes along the cuffs.
The entrance to the next area is very narrow and blocked by debris, much like an unopened area.
Huya walked near the hole in the wall, took out her phone and took a photo inside. She originally just wanted to see what was on the other side of the wall, but when the light shone through, she suddenly saw a girl with a back that looked like a tail.
Holding the cell phone, he got into a certain passage.
"Tail? Still holding the phone? Who is she talking to?" Huya shouted at the hole in the wall, fearing to hit the wall with his palm, but she was the only one who echoed in the passage.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I seem to see a tail! Ah Nan is here to help, move these things away!" Hu Ya grabbed the incomplete tables and chairs, probably considering the safety of tourists, these
The edges of the tables and chairs are all smooth and have no sharp edges. They seem to be moved around frequently.
"Let's go help too." Lao Zhou was very enthusiastic. He, Bai Qiulin, and Xiao Li all walked over to help the two editors clear the way.
Three medical students stood nearby. Yang Chen silently watched Huya and Anan, with high vigilance.
He didn't believe what Huya said and felt that this was probably a trap set in advance: "I just happened to see my missing companion when I went over. Isn't it a coincidence?"
The more Yang Chen looked at it, the more suspicious the three editors became. The three of them entered the haunted house later and should not have signed a liability exemption agreement. The three of them are editors of thriller magazines and have strong psychological endurance. This status allows them to avoid showing off deliberately.
That kind of scared and timid look is easy to disguise.
"When I proposed to follow the person, it was the male editor who strongly requested to enter the warehouse to check, which led to a series of things that happened later."
"At that time, Bai Qiulin had already stated in advance that there might be danger at the fork in the road, but they still insisted on checking. This in itself is very abnormal."
"When the chef and his brother had an accident in the outer passage, the three editors were all at the back of the warehouse. It was as if they knew in advance that tourists outside would be attacked and something would happen, so they put aside the relationship in advance."
"The most important thing is that there is obviously nothing in that warehouse. How did Taili among the three editors disappear?"
"There is a secret passage hidden behind the printer, but in this weird situation, it is impossible for a normal person to enter the secret passage alone to explore. He will definitely shout loudly to attract his companions to come and check it out together."
"The woman named Tails probably escaped from the passage behind the printer on purpose. She created the illusion that she was missing and gave her teammates an excuse to lead the way!"
"What a seamless layout, but the teammates were missing and the remaining two editors were emotional, so they did some impulsive things at this time, and other tourists couldn't blame them."
Yang Chen's eyes gradually became brighter: "It turns out that this was something they had arranged a long time ago. No wonder Weiwei's phone has been unable to be reached. It's not that the phone was lost as they said, but Weiwei was not prepared to answer it from the beginning.
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There are too many doubts, and the actions of the three editors are too abnormal. In Yang Chen's opinion, there is only one reasonable explanation for the other party's behavior, and that is that the three editors are actually "ghosts" arranged by the owner of the haunted house!
"I should have discovered them earlier." Yang Chen could vaguely see cold sweat slipping down his forehead: "I have never heard of the most terrifying magazine. It was probably a name I made up casually. When I first entered the haunted house, the male editor
He took the initiative to agree to cooperate with me, but not long after entering, he made a different choice from me, slowly replacing the three of us veterans, and unknowingly became the leader."
Feeling scared for a while, Yang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Fortunately, I had a foresight in advance. This time I will never follow them to death foolishly."
Looking over the three editors, Yang Chen clasped his hands together: "If you want to find a way to expose them, the scene itself covers a large area, like a maze. If you want to enter the core area within thirty minutes,
It is almost impossible to find photos and then take them out while avoiding the attack of ghosts. The owner of the haunted house will not design a scene where there is no possibility of completing the level. That would lose the meaning of the game itself. If you think about it this way, this underground corpse warehouse
The key to clearing the scene and those five photos..."
Yang Chen recalled everything the owner of the haunted house said: "Those five photos of victims can help to clear the level. How can the photos help to clear the level? If you hold the photos, you will not be attacked by ghosts? The owner of the haunted house probably won't.
Designing such a boring game and excluding the role of amulets, what is the use of these five photos?"
"Before entering the haunted house, the boss emphasized the word victim, which means that the people in the five photos should all be dead people." His brain was running rapidly, and Yang Chen held his chin with one hand: "The five photos of dead people.
photo……"
His eyes suddenly widened, Yang Chen's body trembled violently, and a thought flashed across his mind like lightning!
"I know! The five people in those five photos may be my five teammates! They represent the five dead people! They also represent the five ghosts who have sneaked into the team!"
His mind was racing, and Yang Chen felt that he finally understood the real gameplay of the underground charnel house scene: "The real requirement for clearing the underground charnel house is not to leave the scene with the photos, but to find the five ghosts in the team! Those five photos are
The most important reminder!"
With his heart beating wildly, Yang Chen became completely excited. He guessed the layout of the owner of the haunted house and saw through the hidden rules of the game.
"Old Yang, are you okay?" Wang Yan saw Yang Chen suddenly wave his fist and became excited. He was worried about the other person's mental state and wondered if he had been stimulated in some way.
"Don't worry, I will definitely help you pass the customs this time!" A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth, and he stared at the two editors like sharp knives.
"Five photos of victims. It turns out that the owner of the haunted house gave us a hint from the beginning. There are actually five 'ghosts' hidden in this team."
"There are six new tourists in the back, which means that five of the six tourists are employees of the haunted house. The owner of the haunted house is really playing a big game!"
Among the twelve tourists, five are ghosts! Who would have imagined this?
Yang Chen went through all the six tourists who did not sign the agreement in his mind: "The three editors are the most likely, and the most terrifying magazine has never heard of them, followed by the chef and his brother who suddenly fell ill and ran away, and finally
One is Xiao Li."
After thinking carefully, Yang Chen felt that he had understood everything: "Xiao Li came in alone and was not familiar with the other people. If he is excluded, then there is only one truth."
"The three editors, Fan Dade and Fan Cong are all actors in the haunted house. Fan Dade suddenly fell ill, and together with Fan Cong, they created a terrifying atmosphere, causing the real tourists to fall into panic, anxiety and self-doubt. Then the three editors joined forces to control the rhythm and make the remaining
All the tourists were led into the abyss and experienced the scare points that had been prepared for them. It was really scary, this haunted house is really crazy!”
Five people correspond to five photos, representing five 'ghosts'! Yang Chen has determined the identities of the five ghosts. He put his fingers into his pocket, wanting to edit a message and secretly send it to Li Xue and Wang Yan.
"What are you three standing around doing? Come together and help. Don't stay here for too long. The fork in the road is the most dangerous place." Bai Qiulin saw the three medical students staying where they were and shouted to them.
"Let's go help too." Li Xue felt a little uncomfortable. She and Wang Yan walked over and started moving tables and chairs, slowly clearing a passage.
At this time, Wang Yan, Li Xue, Xiao Li, Bai Qiulin and two editors were outside the passage. Old Zhou and his wife were on the other side of the passage. Yang Chen was standing far away in the corner by himself. He had been looking for opportunities to expose him in public.