Wu Jinghao also saw that there were a few small dark red characters under the dummy.
“I took another one away… What if I’m the only one left?”
“I’m clearly not sick, they are the sick…”
Han Fei suddenly said:
“Why does this look so written in dry blood?~”
Wu Jinghao looked at it carefully and said:
“It’s dried blood. But it should be chicken blood or duck blood.”
“This house of horrors hasMeaning, it looks a bit like an escape room. ”
Han Fei said: “Then let’s look for clues.”
Wu Jinghao took Han Fei’s hand and carefully guarded her side.
This room is unbelievably tidy. Compared with the previous room, it is completely different.
Wu Jinghao carefully looked through the room where there might be clues.
“This is… a diary?”
Wu Jinghao found a notebook stuck under the table.
The color of the note is very similar to the color of the table. If it weren’t for Wu Jinghao’s good eyesight, ordinary people might not be able to find it.
Han Fei: “Why is there only one notebook? The last few pages seem to have been torn off.”
Wu Jinghao and Han Fei opened their notes and found that only the first one was recorded.
A few pages at the back were torn off, and everything after that was blank.
“Is this what you want us to find out bit by bit?”
Wu Jinghao thought for a while. He bowed his head and leaned next to Han Fei, and said quietly:
“Do you want to play something different?”
Han Fei’s eyes widened, and she looked at him inexplicably.
Wu Jinghao chuckled lightly and said, “Follow me well.”
This kind of haunted house is not threatening to Wu Jinghao at all.
In Wu Jinghao’s eyes, the dim lights used by the haunted house to create the atmosphere are useless at all.
“We don’t need to follow their main line.”
Han Fei asked doubtfully:
“I don’t quite understand what you mean, so how do we get out?”
Wu Jinghao smirked and said:
“You’ll find out after a while.”
“There should be no clues in this room, let’s go to the next one.”
Wu Jinghao took Han Fei into the second room.
As soon as Han Fei entered, she frowned and said:
“Why does it look like it’s burnt here?”
Indeed, there was still a faint smell of something being burnt in the air.
There is a pile of dolls in the center of the room, and a pile of sundries in the back.
Wu Jinghao didn’t look at those dolls, but went straight to the corner of the room.
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Then quietly walked around the pile of debris behind her.
Wu Jinghao made a silent gesture to Han Fei.
Then suddenly pushed away the sundries on it.
Inside sat a staff member holding a remote control, looking at Wu Jinghao in confusion.
“???”
Han Fei couldn’t help laughing when she saw the stunned staff.
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Wu Jinghao took the remote control from the staff.
“This controls the mechanism in the doll, right?”
Without waiting for the staff to answer, Wu Jinghao directly pressed it.
Sure enough, a doll suddenly sat up in the doll pile, shaking its body.
Han Fei exclaimed:
“This one looks pretty good, much more realistic than the one at the door.”
Wu Jinghao also walked over and looked at the doll that sat up.
“Very good. I have tried very hard to emulate it.”
“Then let’s go to the next room to have a look, maybe the next room is better.”
Han Fei nodded and said, “Yeah.”
Staff member: “These two people are sure to come to the haunted house to play? Why does something feel wrong…”
“My remote control!” Eight.


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