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"It's very lifelike. It's like seeing the scene of a murder." My body was pressed against the wall. I didn't push any door of the ward, because I had almost touched the designer's temper, and it affected my whole body. , as long as I touch one of the mechanisms, more fear will come flooding in.

"Although the inside of the ward looks scary, there is no place to hide people. Neither Tie Ningxiang, nor the light red figure can hide in it."

Continuing forward, in this ridiculous "S" shaped corridor, basically every few steps you take, you will encounter a corner where the view is blocked. Every time I turn my head, I am very cautious, for fear of bumping into something.

After scanning the first floor to no avail, I walked up the stairs to the second floor. Before I even got up, I heard some strange noises.

"Is there anyone on the second floor?" I bent down and crept up the stairs like a wild cat.

The environment on the second floor feels even more complicated than the first floor. The corridors are narrower, there are more wards, and the floor is full of debris.

"What is this?" The flashlight shined, and among the old bandages and discarded medicine bottles on the ground, a spot suddenly reflected a little light.

I pushed aside the bandages and rubbish, and pulled out from underneath a pair of iron pliers used by dentists in the 1990s to extract teeth.

It was stained with black and red blood. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was its original color.

"He's actually a real guy."

I tossed it around a few times. It was very heavy and made of pure steel. I touched the edge of the pliers with my fingers. They were very rough and prickly.

"There is an iron tong buried in a pile of garbage? What do you mean? Aren't the designers of the haunted house afraid that tourists will be frightened into losing their minds and use it to attack the staff?" I remain suspicious of the reason why the iron tong appears here, "Keep it. Defend yourself, if I really encounter a murderer, I won’t be helpless to fight back.”

Picking up the iron tongs, I walked in the corridor for a while, passing three wards in a row. When I passed the fourth ward, my eyes were fixed in that direction.

There was a wardrobe and a very ordinary hospital bed in the room. The furnishings did not seem to be much different from other wards. The only difference was that there was a woman sitting upright on the white sheets.

Her long, dry, yellowing hair hung down on her shoulders, her head lowered, her back facing the door of the ward.

"It should be a dummy." I shook the flashlight a few times, but there was no response from the other party. But just as I was about to leave, a woman's suppressed cry for help came from the room.

"Help me, help me." The voice was like a mosquito, very thin and low, as if he was begging in his ear.

"This voice is too real." I couldn't move my feet, so I hesitated and pushed open the door of the ward.

The woman with her back to me sat motionless on the hospital bed. I waved the flashlight, but she still didn't react at all under the light.

"It can't be a real person, although the body shape is very similar." I took out the iron pliers with one hand and slowly moved around to the front of the woman.

The plastic face was wrinkled and her facial features were blurred. There was a tape recorder in her arms.

"It's a false alarm." I picked up the tape recorder in the woman's arms and thought of turning it off, but who knew that after I pressed the switch, a woman's hysterical cry suddenly came from the tape recorder!

I quickly pressed the switch again, and then the sound stopped.

"It's strange. The recorder was not turned on just now, but I clearly heard a woman's cry for help." I put down the recorder and was thinking about it, when the strange noise came from the corridor outside again.

"Is someone here?" Looking around, I saw that only the wardrobe in this ward could temporarily hide people. I opened the door without thinking too much.

As soon as the wooden cabinet door opened, a hideous-looking "corpse" of a patient inside jumped towards me with open arms.

Unable to dodge, I hugged it firmly.

"I knew there was something wrong in this cabinet." Cursing secretly, I carried the "body" into the closet and closed the cabinet door.

Waiting in a place like this is the most difficult thing. Every second, the fear increases. Something seems to be fermenting in the air. Sweat runs down my forehead and across my cheeks.

"Here we come!" I turned off the flashlight, used my tracking eyes, and looked out through the hole in the cabinet.

A strange noise lingered at the door, and then a beam of light came in.

"Is he a living person?" When I was hesitating whether to go out and say hello to the other person, I suddenly saw the terrifying costume of the person.

He wore a fat clown mask on his face and had several huge scars left by stitches on his body. He was wearing a shabby white coat stained with blood. He was dragging a chain with one hand, and a plastic prosthetic leg was tightly tied to the end of the chain.

If I just saw these, I wouldn't have any reason to doubt the other person, but when I put my eyes on his other hand, I hesitated. In his other hand he held a bright axe, with blood still flowing on the blade.

"Real guy?"

The park’s haunted house wouldn’t use a real thing to scare tourists, right? The blood fell to the ground drop by drop, and the ticking sound was very clear in the silent night.

The man straightened his clown mask and entered the house with a flashlight.

He walked around to the front of the woman, picked up the tape recorder and shook it a few times, then pressed the switch. The woman's cries and wails resounded in the ward. He listened for a while to make sure there was nothing wrong, and then turned off the tape recorder.

He didn't say a word during the whole process. After putting down the tape recorder, he walked around the house carrying the ax.

He looked at the cabinet where I was hiding several times, but for some unknown reason, he was always afraid and did not dare to open the cabinet door.

The weirdo left after two or three minutes. After he dragged the plastic prosthetic leg away, I came out of the cabinet.

After closing the cabinet door, I immediately found the red liquid dripping from his axe.

"The smell of rust is not paint, it is blood!"

The moment I got this answer, I turned off all the lighting tools on my body and adjusted the brightness of my mobile phone for the live broadcast of the underworld show to the darkest level.

"The man was wearing a doctor's coat, but also a clown mask. He looked nondescript, probably to deliberately hide his true face."

Identifying the red liquid as blood was a crucial turning point for me.

There is probably a real murder hidden in the haunted house, and the murderer should be the doctor wearing the clown mask. I am not sure yet whether he has anything to do with the disappearance of Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi, but as long as I catch him, I will be very happy. Yu found a breakthrough.

"The opponent is a human, not a ghost. This is good news for me." Taking out the iron pliers, I stood against the wall to let my eyes adapt to the darkness.

After six live broadcasts, I am not afraid of the dark. Instead, I am accustomed to the feeling of being surrounded by darkness, which sometimes acts like a natural protective color.

"The theme of this haunted house is to escape from the murderous maniac, but today I have to do the opposite." Compared with my previous opponents such as Lu Xing and Jiangtou Shi, this doctor wearing a fat clown mask The level of danger is not high, and my success rate in hunting him is high.

Stuffing the flashlight into my pocket, I walked out of the room with the underworld show phone in one hand and the iron pliers in the other.

"You must have never met a tourist like me." Looking at the dark corridor, I didn't feel much fear in my heart. I walked against the wall in the deepest darkness, running the Miaozhen Mental Technique, and raising my five senses to the limit.

"The crying clown at the parade has a different height and shape than this doctor. There may be more than one murderer, so I have to be more careful."

I wasn't familiar with the terrain, but the sound the chains made when the doctor walked was my biggest advantage.

I walked around the second floor and didn't see a doctor. I checked everything in the ward and found nothing of value.

I just saw a path map on the wall at the end of the corridor, which roughly sketched the internal structure of the three-story building.

There are two corridors on the left and right, a total of three floors, with a total of sixteen sick rooms and two secret rooms. The so-called secret rooms are places where people can rest. According to the rules of the game, the murderer will not enter the secret room, but the entrance and exit of the secret room are hidden. of.

"Is it possible that Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi are hidden in the secret room? It seems that I have to play this game seriously."