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Chapter 697 Wind Chime

 Zhang Jingjiu is a very good person, he should be the most innocent actor in the entire haunted house.

In fact, he also wanted to scare tourists like other colleagues. He recalled the appearance of the hotel owner in his mind and thought about those perverted little games.

But after all, it was his first day at work and he was not mentally prepared. When he saw the miserable appearance of the tourists, he couldn't bear it.

"Come in, this is your safe haven." Zhang Jingjiu thought that even if he couldn't scare tourists, he should at least make them feel sincere. This is the basic quality that a person in the service industry should have.

The woman was a little hesitant, but the man was already frightened.

"Don't go there!" Every time Zhang Jingjiu said something, the male student took a step back.

"I really don't mean anything else, I just feel that you are so pitiful." Zhang Jingjiu thought that he just wanted to do something good, but why was it so difficult.

"Wang Yan, why don't you just trust him for once?" the woman got up from the ground and whispered.

"Have you not learned enough lessons?! The employees in this haunted house are either wolves in sheep's clothing, or devils hiding in the bodies of living people! Are you naive enough to believe them?" The male student dragged his tired body,

I retreated to the "doghouse" opposite the hotel.

The woman noticed that her companion was leaving and quickly followed her.

Seeing two tourists running into the "dog kennel" scene by themselves, Zhang Jingjiu looked bitter and didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "A wolf in sheep's clothing? A devil hiding in a living person's body? It seems that

I have seriously lowered the average business ability of the haunted house employees."



"Wang Yan, I really can't run anymore, let's take a rest." Wang Yan's girlfriend was holding on to the wall, out of breath. She discovered for the first time that visiting a haunted house is such a tiring thing.

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"It's not time to rest yet, this house gives me a very bad feeling." Wang Yan has now developed his intuition. He scanned everything in the small courtyard, and his eyes finally landed on a wooden doghouse.

"We haven't seen houses built for pets in other scenes. There must be something wrong with this place."

Wang Yan felt as if there was a fire burning in his chest, but he did not dare to stop. No place in the scene was safe. If he stopped, he would be entangled with more things.

He took a breath, lay down in the "kennel" and took a look outside.

Although the hotel opposite was brightly lit, the staff of the haunted house did not go far. The other person may have been deliberately luring them.

The street was pitch dark, and black shadows could be vaguely seen shaking, as if someone was standing on the roadside waving to them.

The hotel is not safe, the streets are not safe, and now my physical strength has reached its limit and I can no longer run.

"Otherwise, let's give up." Wang Yan's girlfriend said, her eyes were wet and the makeup on her face was frightened.

"I have visited this haunted house many times, but I have never walked out standing up. The time for the visit is coming soon. If I persist, I can get through it. It would be a pity to give up now." Considering that his girlfriend is already exhausted, Wang

Yan decided to hide in this room for the time being.

"I have entered so many empty houses before and it was fine. I hope I am overthinking this time."

After closing the yard door, Wang Yan and his girlfriend entered the kennel.

When the door opens, the wind chime hanging at the door makes a sound, as if to notify the owner of the house that someone has come in.

"The wind chimes are hung on the door, which makes it quite artistic." Wang Yan looked inside the room. The room had a Japanese-style structure, with a long and narrow corridor in the middle, and separated rooms on both sides. The ground was paved.

There were several pairs of slippers thrown at the door.

"Wang Yan, do you smell a scent? It seems to be the smell of air freshener." Wang Yan's girlfriend tugged on Wang Yan's clothes and moved carefully: "Other haunted houses will also specialize in order to heighten the sense of terror.

It's good for this haunted house to create some peculiar smell. I'm afraid the tourists will feel uncomfortable by spraying so much air freshener."

"Wait a minute!" Wang Yan suddenly stopped and looked back at his girlfriend: "What did you just say?"

"There's a lot of air freshener sprayed in this house..."

"I just said there's something wrong with this house! Go back the way we came, let's go somewhere else." Wang Yan just entered the house and turned around to leave before he went inside.

"What's wrong with spraying air freshener?" Wang Yan's girlfriend still didn't understand the key.

"There is no smell of air freshener in other rooms. Only this room has it, and the smell is very strong. This shows that the other party intends to use the smell of air freshener to cover up the original smell in the house!" Wang Yan's forehead has already appeared.

Cold Sweat: "Last month when forensic doctor Liu gave a public class, he cited a case. After the suspect killed someone and dismembered the body, he hid the body in his home and transported part of it out every day. He was worried that the smell in the home was too strong, so he bought a large amount of air

Freshener was used to cover up the odor of the corpse. Later, when the police found the body, Forensic Doctor Liu found that the smell of air freshener remained on the corpse, and he followed the clues and caught the suspect."

Wang Yan never expected that the knowledge he learned in class would be put into practice during the visit to the haunted house.

It wouldn't matter if he switched to another profession. The key is that he studied forensic medicine.

"You said the air freshener was used to cover up the smell of corpses?" Wang Yan's girlfriend also panicked. Visiting a haunted house might lead to a murder case. Who can bear this?

"It's not necessarily to cover up the smell of corpses, it may be to cover up other smells." Wang Yan is no longer the irritable and stupid person he used to be. After experiencing many blows, he has been reborn.

Opening the door again, the wind chime made a harsh sound again.

At first Wang Yan didn't think there was anything wrong, but just when the sound of the wind chimes was about to disappear, a very weak male voice came into Wang Yan's ears.

"Help me, take me away with you."

Standing at the door, Wang Yan looked back and saw that there was no other man in the dark corridor.

"Did you hear a man's cry for help?" Wang Yan asked his girlfriend, who shook her head.

"Am I too nervous, so I'm hallucinating?" He prepared to close the door with his backhand, but when the door panel touched the wind chime, the man's voice appeared again.

"Don't leave me here! Help me!"

Wang Yan was convinced that a man was asking for help. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Wind chimes?"

The man's voice seemed to come from the wind chime. Wang Yan opened the door again and reached out to grab the wind chime.

He shook it gently, and a man's face vaguely appeared on the inner wall of the wind chime.


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