My House of Horrors Chapter 1122: White Orphanage (4000)

"The red raincoat appeared on the platform. Take the time to look for it and see if there are any clues left on the platform." Fu Bole and several other haunted house designers searched carefully around the platform, and they quickly discovered some problems.

There are two figures on the back of the platform on Long Street, a man and a woman. The figures of these two people are engraved on the platform, which seems to be the freeze frame of memory.

There is still a water stain under the platform, in which a male student in a school uniform and a female teacher with a red umbrella can be vaguely seen.

There are also some hand-carved words in the corner of the stop sign, crooked, and the person who left these words may be immersed in a kind of childish, simple happiness.

"Love begins with meeting."

"I missed the last train, but waited for you."

"Can you let me take you home?"

These crooked words seem to evoke the viewer's memories of youth, simple, clumsy, but beautiful.

"There is such a text engraved in such a gloomy place? Is there a cruel and horrifying story hidden behind the pure first love? All the good is just a foreshadowing, and will be torn apart at the last moment, creating despair through contrast ?" There seems to be a similar theme in Sister Snake's haunted house, she touched the black skull on her arm, as if caught in a memory, this is a woman with a story.

"The style of this street is completely different from other buildings. It stands to reason that there should be a lot of scary points, but we didn't see anything scary." Zuo Han's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger. It seems that now is the last calm before the storm.

"Don't check the platform, let's go to the next place immediately!" Zuo Han looked at the black fog behind them chasing them, and decisively called the others to run to the other side of the street together.

"I have to leave here, the fetus scenario has broken all the rules I have summarized before, and any experience can't be used as a reference here. Why is this happening?"

Everything happened so suddenly, it was as if there was an invisible man behind the scenes driving everything.

"In less than 15 minutes of the opening, we are about to enter the third stage. All the ghost actors of 4 Stars scenario begin to run wild. The chance of escaping with the three of us is zero." Zuo Han knew that he had encountered the worst situation: "Those haunted house designers are unreliable. If they don't change their minds immediately, they may 'disappear' in the next sub-scenario. How can I break the game?"

Ranning his brains, Zuo Han's forehead soon burst into sweat. He is now very stressed. He has to face unknown and terrible enemies, and he has to bring a group of pig teammates and a haunted house actor hiding in it.

He really can't think of a good way to deal with internal and external difficulties.

"Too rushed! This 4 Stars scenario gave me no time to buffer and think."

After the red raincoat left, the buildings on both sides of the street didn't have that creepy feeling, just like ordinary streets.

The tourists easily left the long street and came to the entrance of an orphanage with black and white as the main color.

The rusty iron door was ajar, and the creepy nursery rhyme came from somewhere.

This orphanage seems to have been abandoned for a long time, but there are children's clothes hanging in the yard, and there are newly dug holes on the ground, which seem to be used to fill something.

There are traces of people moving everywhere in the orphanage, but tourists can't find a single person.

The wind chimes hanging on the eaves swayed gently, and Zuo Han pushed open the door of the hall.

Slightly sad music came from a certain room. At the end of the dining tables, there was a broken shrine.

"This is a private orphanage. There will never be a shrine in a public welfare institution." Teacher Wang looked at the shrine and thought of some things he had encountered before: "Some founders of private orphanages believe in good news, They would enshrine tablets in their rooms, but this is the first time I've seen an orphanage where the shrine is placed directly in the hall."

Walking past the long wooden dining table, Teacher Wang's face gradually became ugly.

The word "square fish" is densely written on the shrine, which looks very scary.

"It was pulled out with a fingernail, those dark black patches are blood stains, they have grown with the wooden board, it is very strange, it feels like someone has been repeatedly digging words on the shrine for years The same." Teacher Wang was a little puzzled: "Is it necessary to pay such a large price to make a haunted house prop?"

"This is not necessarily done by Boss Chen himself. He has provided clues for many murders. I suspect that some items in his haunted house were brought back directly from the murder scene." Zuo Han whispered, these topics belong to internal secrets , so he did not want to let too many people know.

"Has the owner of the haunted house provided clues for many murders?" Teacher Wang subconsciously asked: "I did hear that there has been a lot of trouble recently. There is an informant in the Hanjiang city branch. Is that informant the boss of this haunted house? "

"Teacher, you no longer have any connection with the bureau because of that incident, so you don't know very well, this haunted house owner is very..." Zuo Han thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to describe it: "His parents Missing, in order to investigate this case, he abruptly turned over the old case of Hanjiang 20 years ago, I don't know how to describe this kind of person, anyway, it's just four words, keep it at a distance."

"Can the old case from twenty years ago be overturned?"

"Yes, in fact, this is not the most terrifying." Zuo Han's voice became even lower: "He provided the Hanjiang police with clues to several serious cases and solved many cases, but his own parents disappeared. The case has not progressed at all, I suspect that there is a big problem here, the disappearance of his parents is definitely not easy."

"Are you actually visiting his haunted house because of this?" Teacher Wang values ​​Zuo Han very much and thinks that he is one of the best students in Hanjiang Forensic Faculty. He thinks Zuo Han is different from other children, absolutely Not that kind of playful student.

"I'm afraid I'm not qualified to investigate the case of his parents' disappearance." Zuo Han looked at the shrine in front of him: "I can't see through him at all, I don't know what he's thinking at all, I don't even dare to sometimes. Look at him. I tried to simulate and analyze his psychological state and personality, and the conclusion I came to was frightening. He has reason and calmness beyond ordinary people, as well as exaggerated adaptability and extremely high IQ.”

"Are there similar profiles in the database?"

"No, he's just a monster. Being able to design so many exquisite and terrifying scenarios alone can find clues hidden in countless serious cases. Compared with him, no one is qualified to be called a genius." Zuo Han Gently stroked the shrine with his hand, and traced the names with his fingertips: "The more I know, the more I am afraid, and the more I am afraid, the more curious I am. I want to find out the truth, and if it is possible, I am ready to Take the last vacation before graduation to work with him."

"The first place in the school in the Forensic Faculty comprehensive score went to work in a haunted house?" Teacher Wang wondered if he heard it wrong: "You are much smarter than me, and what you lack is only experience. If he is really as good as you said, Even if you come here to work, you probably won't find anything useful."

While the two were chatting, a wooden door in the side hall was pushed open, and a white-haired old man walked out with a thermos bottle. He was stunned when he saw so many people standing in the hall.

"Are you here to adopt a child?" The old man's voice was trembling, and he was in poor health, as if he would faint in the next moment.

"age is so old and still came out to be an actor in a haunted house? This haunted house is black enough." Fu Bole walked up to the old man: "We are not here to adopt a child, we are here to find something, have you seen it? This?"

He took the picture of the doll from his pocket and shook it in front of the old man.

"I haven't seen it before. If you're not here to adopt a child, hurry up and leave. This town is not very peaceful. If you don't leave, you may never be able to leave." The old man coughed a few times and was about to leave. Ma Feng, who didn't speak, suddenly stood up.

"Wait a minute! Have I seen you somewhere?" Ma Feng took over Jiang Jiu's work. In order to know more about Chen Ge, he watched the video of Chen Ge challenging his own haunted house overnight. It seems to have appeared in the video, but he can't remember it.

"I've been staying in the orphanage to take care of the children, I've never left this town, how could you have seen me? Have you been here before?" The old man is Chen Ge's challenge Virtual Future Park The obsession brought back from the haunted house, along with his grandson, wind chime ghost and costume red.

"Maybe I'm mistaken."

"You must never admit the wrong person in this small town. The acquaintance you see is not necessarily him. It is likely that something else is fake. Although they have the same face and voice, their hearts are completely different. The old man suddenly coughed violently, as if his words just now revealed the secret: "Let's go quickly, don't stay here."

"Hey!" Fu Bole stretched out his hand to grab the old man, but just when he was about to grab the old man's arm, the old man ducked in a very strange posture, no one could see clearly, only Fu Bole Bole kept his catching action.

The door to the side hall was not closed, but the old man disappeared when he entered.

A very bad feeling spread in everyone's heart, and Fu Bole subconsciously walked to the side hall.

Standing outside, you can hear the children's laughter, but after opening the door, there is no one in the hall, just some toys are thrown on the ground.

"There must be something hidden in this orphanage, and you think about it, the doll that Boss Chen asked us to find is so shabby, such a doll will definitely not be played by normal children, it is probably a Toys for abandoned children." Wei Chaochao tried to analyze: "All the adopted children in the orphanage are homeless children, and the doll we are looking for is likely to be hidden here."

Everyone thinks what Wei Chaochao said makes sense, but Zuo Han frowned and said nothing.

"What's the matter? Do you have an opinion on what I said?" Wei Chaochao is a very smart person, but his intelligence is limited to certain aspects.

“Your thinking is a bit one-sided. If you look at the entire scenario, the probability of the rag doll hiding here is very small, because there are still many scenario unexplored.” Zuo Han expressed his opinion.

"What do you mean?"

"I think the orphanage was deliberately used by Boss Chen to cover up. There is a high probability that it is a trap. We'd better not delay it here for too long." Zuo Han knew that those people who said what he said might not necessarily listen, so After he finished speaking, he walked aside with He Shan and Teacher Wang and began to look for clues.

"Don't let him shake the military's heart, we will explore according to our own ideas." Fu Bole and Wei Chaochao have the same opinion, they carefully searched for the traces of ragdolls in scenario according to the previous grouping.

Dark fog drifted across the street, slowly surrounding the orphanage.

Zuo Han is ready to evacuate and rush to the next scenario, while those haunted house designers insist on staying in the orphanage scenario.

The two sides disagreed and eventually separated.

Zuo Han led He Shan and Teacher Wang away, while the others continued to explore in the thickening black mist.

"This is an orphanage, but none of our children have seen it." Wei Chaochao stood at the door of the side hall: "Will we be deceived by that old man?"

"The old man finally entered the side hall. Have you checked the side hall?" Fu Bole and Qin Guang were standing next to Wei Chaochao, while others were searching the kitchen and backyard.

"I checked everything, and no one was found. He seemed to have disappeared after entering the side hall..." Wei Chaochao said here, his eyes suddenly lit up: "The side hall is connected to the backyard, we were preconceived and thought he Going to the backyard, there is actually another possibility - there is a secret passage in the side hall!"

The three of them entered the side hall again, and the toys on the ground were different from before.

"Someone moved something here!" Wei Chaochao noticed the problem immediately, and before he finished speaking, he saw a small figure running past where the backyard and the side hall were connected: "Stop!"

Wei Chaochao and Fu Bole rushed over directly. They ignored Qin Guang who was behind and chased the figure into the utility room in the backyard.

Pushing open the wooden door, a dilapidated altar table with a bizarre photograph is placed in front of it.

The old man in the photo turned his back to Wei Chaochao and Fu Bole, and seemed to be holding something in his arms.

"The back of the person in this photo looks familiar."

Qin Guang, who was left alone in the hall, was about to go out when he suddenly heard the sound of the ball flapping in his ears, and he turned his head to look.

In the side hall, a toy ball rolled into the hall by itself, and strangely, it seemed to be hiding something in the dark corner.

The ball rolls into the darkness and is kicked out as if two invisible children were playing a game.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Qin Guang left the side hall without saying a word, and ran to meet the others.

After he left, a little boy in a red shirt walked out from the corner with scarlet eyes.

"I think it's a very simple and happy thing to see them scary, why is it so hard to come to me? Why?"

When the boy in red was getting irritable, the door of Room 1 on the first floor of Quiet House slammed heavily on the wall, and a woman in a red raincoat walked out of the corridor with deceived anger.

Blood streaks churned, and in the boundless black mist, blood-red rain fell again.