My House of Horrors

Chapter 224: There's a Limit to Death.

“Did Mr. Chen's parents feel like he was...” Song An felt his throat filled with ice scum. When he said that, his lips kept shaking.

“You saw the blood on the edge of the bed in the infirmary at the door, and there were outsiders who I couldn't talk to.” Guo Xiao reached into his pocket and touched a cigarette and held it in his mouth: “Artificial plasma is definitely not that color. The scratches and fingerprints we saw may have been left by real people. ”

“There are still a lot of similar scratches and bloodstains in this scene, if that's true.” Song An had a chill, sweeping around. Where is this haunted house? It's a slaughterhouse!

“Boss, shall we call the police? ”

“I'd like to, but visiting his haunted house, I just called the police in 10 minutes. If we misunderstand Mr. Chen, we won't be able to lift our heads for the rest of our lives.” Guo Xiao bites the smoke: “Meet the others first. ”

“Boss! Brother Song!” When Song An and Guo Xiao were talking, Du Chao ran over with a gasp: “The doll is alive! Those dolls weren't moved, they were behind us! ”

“The doll is alive? ”

Over time, the bad news comes one after the other.

“Yeah, Teacher Han said the staff mixed up in the doll pile, moving the doll behind us gave us a sense of oppression. In order to warn each other, he rushed into the puppet group to find the staff.” Little Doo slowed his breath and found that he still felt safe with Guo Yao and Song An.

“Didn't he find the staff in there?” Guo Yao and Song An looked slightly different, and this haunted house did not follow the set of cards!

“None of the puppets have any staff. ”

“How could the doll keep following us if it wasn't a staff move? Han Qiuming, though mean and selfish, is still very professional in the design of haunted houses. ”

“I don't know, Teacher Han took all the dolls apart and didn't find any secrets, it's just a very ordinary doll. ”

“To tear apart his ghost house doll?” Guo Xiao felt the kind of unclear feeling in his heart, slowly becoming a reality.

“I reminded him that he still pulled the heads off all the dolls.” Xiao Du suffered a face: “You didn't know the scene at the time, Teacher Han stood in a bunch of dolls and said that Boss Chen had smashed Tian Fu Hospital. He was also going to make a mess of Boss Chen's haunted house! ”

After listening to Du Xiao, Guo Huo and Song Xie are both stuck.

God damn it!

There's a limit to death!

Why do you have to compete with a perverted murderer?

“What's wrong with you two?” Xiao Du found that Guo and Song An were not talking, and the atmosphere was a little heavy: “Are you scared, too? I've been walking behind the team, and I've always felt like someone was following us, and every time I look back, they get a little closer. By the way, a doll seems to have smiled at me! ”

“Doo, the doll thing doesn't really matter.” The smoke in Guo's mouth had just been bitten off, and he hurriedly picked it up and stuffed it in his pocket.

“Doesn't that matter? Boss, those figures are roughly twenty, and if they all survive, we'll be cold.” Doo was surprised by his boss's reaction, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

“The boss is right, there is a more intractable problem that we need to solve.” Song An's expression is even more pessimistic: “Find Han Qiuming first. ”

Changes in Song An's attitude made Du increasingly wonder: “Song, didn't you and Teacher Han just have a fight? Go to him now? ”

“I can't help it." Song An said with a serious expression: “Can't I ever see death without saving me? ”

“Dead or alive?” Du opened his mouth and everything was so serious at all times.

“We're just visiting a haunted house! ”

……

After Du Chao Jin and Su Fall left, only carefully stopped in place at night. She was bold enough to fully enjoy the overweight of visiting the haunted house. From time to time, she took out a notepad to record something.

“Are you waiting for me?” Han Qiuming hastily chased after him, and found that he was only careful at night behind him. He had a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't tell.

“I like to take a slow tour by myself, your people are in front.” At night, they cautiously held a pen finger to the hallway in front of them, because they didn't know what was happening around the corner because of the corner.

Han Qiuming glanced carefully at night and couldn't get his eyes off him. He accelerated his footsteps and walked side by side at night: “I should be able to help you a lot with the haunted house assessment. After all, I am a professional, I have worked in many haunted houses abroad, and have seen all kinds of devilish designs. ”

“Really?” At night, carefully push open the door of a ward around the corner and look at everything inside.

“I've been to three haunted houses with the theme of psychiatric hospitals alone, and one of them was directly converted from an abandoned psychiatric hospital, and that scene is only real.” Han Qiuming watched carefully at night and tried to open the bed plate. He immediately went into the house to help.

When he tried to talk, the other side of the corner sounded Guo Ying and Xiao Du shouting: “Where are people? Qiuming! ”

“He was right behind me. Where'd he go? ”

“No, this place is too dangerous. Find him! ”

“Han Qiuming! ”

Several people rushed past the corridor, Han Qiuming pretended not to hear, help the night carefully open the bed slab on the ground.

“They're calling you, don't they say hello? ”

“I was in danger when I thought about it. What have you been doing?” Han Qiuming laughed: “I think there is something horrible in the scene. These guys look at the five big three chunks, they are actually dough, far less reliable than I am. ”

Careful at night, no gesture, the two put the bed plate back together: “Actually you can be with them, I like to visit alone. ”

“It's all right. The two of them take good care of each other. ”

He couldn't get rid of Han Qiuming. He didn't say much at night. He walked out of the room and entered the corridor where Guo Huo and they had just escaped.

“Did you find any numbered residues on these ward doors? The ward doors in this corridor are all numbered at the beginning of 2.” Han Qiuming tried so hard to show himself, but he didn't seem interested in being careful at night.

After walking a distance, the night suddenly stopped cautiously.

“What's the matter? ”

“This door is different from other wards.” The sign on the finger door was carefully pointed out at night, somewhat blurred, and three words could be seen in the Dean's Office.

“Maybe the tape recorder's in there. Go, search it. ”

……

Guo Qiuming and Song An ran all the way. They almost broke their voice and did not hear from Han Qiuming.

“I shouldn't! He was right behind me!” Little Du Hui's sweat, all sorts of horrible thoughts are flying in my head: "Has Mr. Han been captured by the doll? ”

“I don't think so. If anything happens to him, he's gonna make a sound. We just didn't hear anything.” Guo Xiao frowned and looked at the doll model lying on the ground, as well as the head stacked together, biting his teeth tight: “Don't panic, he and Night Care may be in some room, let's go back and look again. ”