My House of Horrors Chapter 470: Do it?
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The light on the printer suddenly turned on, and a piece of printing paper fell in front of the tail. The girl was the editor of Horror Magazine, and she was very brave. The first reaction to seeing the paper was not to be afraid, I picked it up: "Did I trigger something? Is my luck so good?"
She picked up the white paper and glanced at it. There was a blurry outline on the A4 paper.
"What?" The tail did not understand for a long time: "A Nan, you come to look at this paper, and it suddenly fell out of the printer. There is a very light pattern on it."
Anan, who is studying costumes, took the blank paper. He looked at the blurry outline above and was a little dazed: "Without numbers and letters, it should not be something like a password."
Anan took out his phone and took a photo: "very ordinary white paper with no interlayer."
He got a little bit of saliva again and rubbed the white paper with a very light outline: "There is no slight change in the color of the paper, and the surface should not be coated with chemicals."
Try various methods, but Anan finally found that this seemed to be a very ordinary white paper.
"I have read so many suspense detective novels, and I have tried all the ways I can think of." Anan returned the white paper to the tail: "Put it away, maybe the later levels can be used."
"Okay." The tail folded the white paper, and before it was put in the pocket, I saw the printer "spit out" another piece of white paper.
The same size, with the same blurry outline printed on it, but it seems a little clearer than it was just now.
"Someone is manipulating the printer?" Anan lifted the lid of the printer and checked it. No problems were found. This is a very ordinary printer: "It's really weird. It's all about our daily life. What are the most common things I have seen in this place, how did they become evil after they moved to this haunted house? "
Unplugging, Anan did n’t care about the second sheet of paper that was ejected from the printer. He panicked: "We are a little long here, and we are not looking for it. Let ’s leave and talk."
Huya, the furthest inside the storeroom, is admiring the paintings in the cabinet. Her expression is a bit strange, and she seems to be shocked by the strange and bizarre style of painting.
"Sister Tiger Teeth? We should go." Anan urged.
"You come to look at these paintings, it seems to be drawn from the perspective of a dead person. I can even feel the desire of the painter to almost reveal the paper. It wants to experience life as if it is about to be drawn from the painting. It ’s the same as dragging the viewer into the painting. ”Huya took out her mobile phone and wanted to take a picture, but considering that it was in a haunted house, she endured it again:“ I have to talk to the authors of these paintings in the future. , It would be perfect if we could ask him to draw illustrations for our magazine. "
"You said that our artists heard that it would blow up again." Anan smiled helplessly.
Huya and Anan walked outside, preparing to leave.
The tail is behind, she was going to leave, but at this moment there was a soft sound from the printer, and then the computer next to the printer started again.
The surroundings are very quiet, any sound will be amplified, the tail is watching the computer screen with its own light, and no one has touched it during the whole process.
"Is the haunted house boss controlling in the background?"
The tail stopped at the same place, and the mind began to think in a cranky way: "The haunted house owner ca n’t waste space arranging a useless scenario. Will the secret of this warehouse be hidden in the computer?"
When I first came in, I was curious about the tail. Why did the word "paradise" be written at the door of such a dilapidated warehouse?
She widened her beautiful eyes and leaned into the computer.
The screen emits dim light, and the overall background is still black, with an outline of a human face faintly printed.
At the beginning, the tail thought it was a reflection of the screen, and reflected her face, but the more she looked, the worse she felt.
"This looks like a man's face?"
There are a lot of things in the warehouse, and it is also very chaotic. The three editors of the magazine are crowded in the innermost position. The three Yang Chen are slightly outside, and there are some old shelves between them.
"Li Xue, look at the organ models in these glass jars, which are almost identical to the specimens in our school."
"Consistent with the actual proportion." As a medical student, he couldn't pick out any problems with the organ model in front of him. This made Li Xue feel an inexplicable fear that they are not in Forensic Faculty but in Visit the haunted house.
“People who do n’t often deal with organs and organs ca n’t make such a realistic model at all.” The internal organ model is different from the puppet model, and can only be seen by opening the living body. In addition, human internal organs and animals It ’s completely different. Yang Chen can be sure that the specimen jars on the shelves are all models of human organs: "I felt that the owner of the haunted house had a very good understanding of the human body structure when I visited last time. Generally speaking, a person With a special understanding of internal organs, he was either a doctor who saved people or a butcher who killed people. "
"Have you seen too many movies?" Wang Yan was a little scared by Yang Chen: "The haunted house owner pays attention to details. These internal organ models are estimated to be specially made by him."
"I feel that things are not that simple." Yang Chen looked back and walked out: "Every time I come to this haunted house, I have a different experience. Each horror scenario style is very different, but they are all so real, like Is it true that these buildings and the corresponding strange talk exist. "
Three medical students were about to leave the warehouse. Xiao Li grabbed his cell phone and had n’t found a chance to take a picture. Then, he was blocked by Bai Qiulin at the door.
With one hand in his pocket, he glanced at Fan Cong casually.
The fat on his stomach trembles slightly. Fan Cong does not know that he has been stared at. He concentrates all his attention on the channel.
One wall lamp goes out, and the frequency seems to be getting faster and faster. It feels like something in the passage is constantly accelerating.
The fingers clenched subconsciously, Fan Cong ’s eyes slowly widened, and darkness invaded, in which the figure was shaking, and some seemed to lie on the ceiling.
Heart starts beating wildly, Fan Cong grabs Fan Dade ’s arm: "Brother, pay attention! Something is coming!"
"What is it?" The Fan Dade people are relatively indifferent. After being reminded by Fan Cong, they began to look around.
"It's over there! Call them out!" Fan Cong remembered Anan's words, no matter what happened, everyone should get together.
"Do n’t panic, I ’ll take a look." Fan Dade walked toward the crossroads. He was very timid. He just wanted to pretend to be in front of his brother. After two or three steps, he stopped. He stretched his neck and looked hard at the intersection.
The wall lamp is extinguishing faster and faster, the light suddenly dims, and Fan Dade is nervous.
As he walked forward, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue stepped back, and they and Bai Qiulin surrounded Fan Cong in the middle.