My House of Horrors Chapter 223: He must be a patient!

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"What's wrong with you?" Su Luoluo became nervous as he looked at Du Chao, who was pale and sweaty on his forehead.

"I tell you the truth, don't be afraid." Xiao Du joined Su Luoluo: "I suspect this haunted house is really haunted."

“Do n’t deliberately scare me.” Su Luoluo is a haunted house lover and has visited many haunted houses, but he has never seen haunted houses like Boss Chen. Once he entered, he was completely open and free to explore like a maze.

"Mr. Han ’s previous inferences were all wrong. There was no staff in the large group of puppets! It ’s not that the people in the haunted house were moving, but that they were moving on their own!" Crisp: "Ms. Han can't count on it. I will report this to the boss and Brother Song."

"They have gone far, you run slower!"

Due to anxiety, Xiao Du ran towards the front. Su Luoluo stood in the middle, wondering if he should chase it, or he should wait carefully with Mr. Han.

"Haunted house haunted? Dolls move by themselves?" Ye took out the sticky note carefully and put these two notes in the book: "Even the staff of other haunted houses will be deceived, this haunted house is very unusual."

She gave a high evaluation: "I haven't encountered such an interesting thing in a long time, so I have to turn around today."

"Looking at the boy talking, he doesn't seem to be lying." Su Luoluo kindly reminded Ye to be careful: "Let's go quickly, everyone gets together and feels safe."

"I always think that the haunted house and the magic are the same. They are all using the illusion to amaze tourists. The more true the illusion is, the more successful it will be." Take care to take off your coat at night and tie it around your waist In the past, she stretched a lazy waist, and the thrilling curve made the only audience present a little uncomfortable: "From this point of view, the Xijiao Horror House is undoubtedly successful."

"Then you are here, I will go first."

Several tourists have dispersed unconsciously. No one noticed the red letters on the walls. The colors are getting darker, as if bleeding.

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"Boss, don't persuade me, Han Qiuming does have some skills, but this does not mean that we have to be angry with him!" Song An was uneasy for Guo Miaoming: "The design plan is correct, but the content is what he put forward. It was made by everyone. The specific scenario layout is that we are busy. What does it have to do with him? "

"Okay, okay, I know what you said. After a while, he is a designer invited by his boss." Guo Miao is getting older, and many things are also looking away: "The haunted house industry is more and more As we come to a recession, everyone eats together, there is no need to be so stiff. "

"But you look at his villain's cheeks and are still going to sue the boss? Seriously, if the boss takes you away and let him be the general manager, I immediately resign." Song An character Upright, not so many flowery intestines.

"Relax, the boss will not agree." Guo Miao also sighed after speaking, and he was bottomless. After being forced to leave Xinhai, their haunted house began to go downhill: "Find the recorder first, then say, There are Tian Teng Hospital fans watching outside the haunted house, and they cannot be disappointed. "

"Okay."

The two walked to the front, and after turning around the second corner, they found that the next scenario was still a corridor.

"What does this haunted house mean? Let us go on indefinitely?"

The light becomes darker, the walls of the hallway become darker, mottled and mottled, and there seems to be blood on them.

Stepping on the uneven bedding, smelling the strange smell of the potion and other things, it feels as if you got into a monster ’s esophagus.

"Boss Chen must have designed his intentions like this, probably to create a more authentic feeling." Guo Miao pulled a small piece of wall skin and used his fingers to crush it easily: "On the way I came, I found some The number outside the room has not been erased. The number of all rooms in the first corridor starts with 4, the second corridor starts with 3, and this corridor starts with 2. "

"The number is constantly decreasing?"

"I suspect that the actual prototype of the entire scenario is a four-story building. Boss Chen completely restored it, and each corridor represents a floor in that building." Guo Miao looked at the dilapidated and mottled Wall: "Even the number has been retained, and it is deliberately worn out, not to miss any of the smallest details, this is no longer a simple obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Yes, I have this feeling too. We made haunted houses to frighten tourists. Everything that this boss Chen does, it feels like carving scenario as a faith, various details, and walls. Those blood words are almost morbid. "Song An's anger gradually extinguished, and fear began to take root in my heart:" Walking all the way, seeing countless blood words, we felt scalp numbness just looking at it. It's hard to imagine how he wrote those sentences little by little. "

"Those blood words are new and old, some were written only recently, and some were written a few years ago." Guo Miao also began to hair, and a picture appeared in his mind-when the night was quiet. The haunted house owner alone was holding a bucket full of red paint, and his face was grim. The whole person was in a hysterical state, and began to write the words "cruel" one by one on the wall.

"Before entering the haunted house, I heard Boss Chen say that the haunted house has been in operation for five or six years. Is it possible that since the time his parents started, they are building this scenario?"

"It takes five years to build such an scenario, what are they looking for?" Because they are also in the haunted house business, Guo Miao is very aware of the time and effort it takes to build such an scenario: "At the door of Third Sick Hall A few of us opened the bed board and looked at it. Boss Chen even treated special effects in places that tourists wouldn't even notice. This behavior is very abnormal. "

"Wait a minute, I always feel a little familiar with the name Third Sick Hall." Song An took out his phone and searched the Internet. The result made him look very bad: "Boss, Jiujiang really has this place Third Sick Hall! Spirit The patient committed a crime, involving murder and imprisonment. Just a few days ago, the police issued a wanted message to the patient who had lived there! "

"Everything boss Chen said is true?" Guo Miao's pupils beating: "Such an important thing, he even took it lightly outside?"

"On the Internet, it is said that Third Sick Hall was abandoned five years ago, and his haunted house was also opened five or six years ago!" Song An compared the times and found that they just matched.

"Oops!" It seemed that something came to mind suddenly, Guo Miao asked: "You look up carefully to see if there is anything related to Boss Chen in the police wanted, similar height, weight, dress style Wait. "

"Boss, do you suspect Boss Chen is a former patient of Third Sick Hall?"

"Is it possible for normal people to spend five or six years to restore such a hospital? Every detail is so realistic, I am afraid that only people who have lived in it for a long time can do all this!" Guo Miao wanted more and more I feel terrible: "This boss Chen passes Tian Teng Hospital and has a heart rate of less than 100 during the whole journey. How can such a person be a normal person?"

"Should we stop visiting, go directly?"

"Let ’s go now, and may be targeted in the future."

"Why?"

"Third Sick Hall scenario was not open to the outside world, and boss Chen also said that it is not yet perfect, and now it should be an excuse to think about it." Guo Miao had the heart to kill Han Qiuming: "There is a big secret hidden here. "

Song An found Guo Miao's expression dignified, and whispered, "What secret?"

"I asked the administrator of the New World Paradise before I came. The other party mentioned that the parents of Boss Chen disappeared strangely half a year ago, leaving no clue." Guo Miao looked at the corridor full of illness Crazy blood words, I feel a cold in my heart.

"Missing?" Song An's surprised expression slowly solidified, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened suddenly.