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The night gave me dark eyes, but I used them to look for light.

This sentence is very suitable for me now. I am holding a rusty iron pliers and lurking in a dark haunted house.

Compared to the scary doctor wearing a mask, I am more like a seasoned hunter. I have been involved in many vicious cases. I have long been accustomed to thinking about problems from the perspective of the murderer, and I have also evolved murder plans in my mind. , if I were the murderer, how would I kill the victim, and then use what method to escape perfectly.

Slow down, adjust your heart rate, and move forward.

"The other party probably doesn't know about my existence yet. I have to take advantage of this." Holding the iron clamp tightly, I walked quietly against the wall, being on high alert. Even if I suddenly met the doctor at the next corner, I would still be there. React in less than a second.

"I can't kill him, but I can't spare him lightly either. I only have one chance, so I must seize it!"

Keeping the path map in mind, I followed the stairs on the left to the third floor. There were more debris on the ground, old medicine bottles were scattered everywhere, and there were some strange things in the middle.

"Women's clothes?" I picked up the clothes on the ground. They were very shabby, covered with dust, and exuded a putrid smell.

This is a girl's dress, a light red dress with a delicate little flower embroidered on the edge.

"The designer of the haunted house has given me the impression so far that he is a person who pays special attention to details. What does the appearance of a little girl's dress here mean? Is it a hint?" In my opinion, it is normal for hospital gowns to appear in hospitals. The piece of clothing appeared a little unexpectedly.

Turning the hem of my skirt was just a habitual action, but I didn't expect that I would get an unexpected reward.

A yellowed photo fell out of the dress. It was a photo of a girl and her mother. The girl in the picture looked very happy.

"Photo? Girl's dress? There's nothing wrong with these two things appearing in the theme next door, but they always feel a little awkward when they appear here."

I continued to move forward with the red dress, and gradually I found more inexplicable things. In the strange-smelling trash can in the corridor, I found women's underwear with some signs of burning, and some disconnected wires.

"Kidnapped?" The artificial cotton in the underwear has rotted, and a big hole will open when touched by hand. It looks like it was from a few years ago.

"The axes and pliers are all real, and the seal on the door outside is exactly the same as the one used by the police to seal off the scene. It seems that a murder did occur here a few years ago."

Is the real reason for the closure of the amusement park five years ago what the media reported?

I remembered that the seal on the iron door was a little shaken. The truth is often suppressed, on the one hand to prevent panic among the citizens, and on the other hand to cover up the incompetence of the investigators.

But after reaching this point, what I admire even more is that the designer of the haunted house dared to transform a real murder scene into a haunted house. This not only requires courage and courage, but also requires a certain amount of imagination and the ability to withstand external criticism.

The third floor is the highest floor, and I searched it very carefully. Various mechanisms were arranged in the ward, but with my discernment, I almost walked through the third floor without triggering any traps.

"I didn't meet the doctor, and I didn't find the key or the secret room." I now strongly suspect that Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi were imprisoned in the secret room, but I have never found the entrance to the secret room.

After coming down from the third floor, before reaching the stairs, the sound of chains dragging something suddenly sounded in the corridor.

"The doctor is here!" Looking around, I calmed down quickly, threw away the red dress in my hand, put the photo in my pocket, and hid in the ward next to me.

About ten seconds later, the man wearing a fat clown mask walked into the third floor corridor holding a flashlight.

He didn't say a word, as if he was looking for something, he kicked away the medical records and medicine bottles on the ground.

"Do you want to do it?" I slowly raised the hand holding the iron pliers, and pressed the door lock with the other hand. I waited for him to turn around and rushed out immediately.

I was waiting for the opportunity, but the doctor seemed to be deliberately against me. He looked at the ground for a while, then bent down to pick up the red dress I had just thrown away.

"How did you get here?" He said to himself, seeming to be surprised by the appearance of the red dress.

He put the flashlight under his arm and shook the red dress with his hands. It was this action that made me realize that the opportunity had come.

I opened the door gently without making any sound. I raised the iron pliers high and aimed it at the back of the doctor's head.

This classic scene from the horror movie is recreated in the haunted house, but the identities of the hunter and the prey seem to be reversed.

The doctor hadn't turned around yet. He was completely unaware that the danger was approaching step by step.

"Looking at the host's face from this angle is so scary. It reminds me of the perverted murderer in Memories of Murder who was never found."

"The techniques are professional, and he looks like a habitual criminal at first glance. Damn it! Could the anchor be a wanted murderer?!"

"A certain anchor live-streams killing people and earns millions a month!"

Even at such a critical moment, my free hand is still holding the underworld phone, which has become a habit for so long.

I swung the iron pliers, and if I hit him hard this time, the doctor's head would definitely explode. In front of the live audience, I couldn't wave my hand down high.

"Killing is a bit too technical for me." My palms were sweating, and the hands holding the iron pliers felt a little slippery. I gave up the idea of ​​directly smashing him into serious injuries and looked at him against the wall. Placed iron ax.

"This game should be called Manhunt."

I kicked him out, and the unsuspecting doctor fell forward. I pressed the doctor's body, picked up the ax by the wall, and pressed the cold ax blade against his neck.

The whole set of actions was completed in one go, and it was smoother than I imagined.

"Take off your mask!"

My voice sounded in the doctor's ears. I pressed his neck with one hand and held the handle of the ax tightly with the other.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no movement from the man. I frowned and pulled the clown mask off his face.

He has a very pretty face, and looks nothing like a murderer.

"Hey!" I patted his face and found that this guy was making gurgling sounds in his mouth, as if a fish bone was stuck in his throat, and the whites of his eyes kept turning up.

"What's the situation? Your physical condition is so poor?" Looking at the doctor's half-dead look, I couldn't make up my mind. I didn't know if he was pretending.

Just when I was hesitant, the doctor's cell phone was called, and the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.

I answered the call, but didn't say a word, waiting for the other party to speak first.

"Xiao Bei, have you found the tourist?" The other party was very worried, and it didn't sound like he was acting.

"This is the voice of the broadcaster! Xiaobei? Is this doctor Xiaobei? Was he sent by the broadcaster to find me?" Looking at the frightened doctor who was about to go into shock, I took off his white coat and shook it with my hands. Rub, the vaguely exposed scars and stitched wounds on his body were all pasted with drawing paper.

"Isn't this going to be self-defeating?" I quickly said to my phone: "Xiao Bei and I have met up. How is the situation over there? Have you found Tie Ningxiang?"

Li Manman was very surprised when he heard my voice: "Why did you answer the phone? Forget it, come out quickly. We saw the person you were looking for on the surveillance camera."

"Found it?" I was excited. Finding Tie Ningxiang before twelve o'clock is a live broadcast task of the underworld show and must be completed: "Okay, we will be there soon!"

After hanging up the phone, I smiled bitterly, patted Xiaobei's face gently, and gave him a few more chest compressions.

This guy was so frightened by me that it will probably leave a shadow in the future.

"Hey, wake up!"

He opened his eyes drowsily, saw my face clearly and started yelling again. It took him a while to calm down.

"You have the nerve to go into a haunted house and scare others with your mental quality?" I helped him up, but the ax was in my hand: "The person Li Manman asked you to find is me, get out quickly."

After listening to my words, the young man's pale face showed a bit of confusion: "Sister Manman called? That shouldn't be the case. She came in with me..."