My House of Horrors

"The red raincoat appeared on the platform. Let's take the time to look for it and see if there are any clues left on the platform." Fu Bole and several other haunted house designers searched around the platform carefully, and they soon discovered some problems.

There are two figures on the back of the platform on Long Street, a man and a woman. The figures of these two people are engraved on the platform, which seems to be the freeze frame of memory.

There is also a water stain below the platform, in which a male student in school uniform and a female teacher with a red umbrella can be vaguely seen.

In the corner of the stop sign, there are some words carved out at random, skewed, and the person who left these words may be immersed in a kind of childish and simple happiness.

"Love starts from meeting."

"I missed the last train, but it was up to you."

"Can you let me take you home?"

These skewed characters seem to evoke the viewer's memories of youth, simple, clumsy, but beautiful.

"There is such a text in such a gloomy place? Is there a cruel and terrible story hidden behind the simple first love? All the goodness is just a foreshadowing, which will be torn apart at the last moment, creating despair through contrast?" Snake There seemed to be a similar theme in my sister's haunted house. She touched the black skull on her arm, as if she was in a memory. This is a woman with a story.

"The style of this street is completely different from other buildings. It is reasonable to say that there should be a lot of scares, but we have not seen anything scary." Zuo Han's unfamiliar premonition grew stronger, it seems that it is now The last calm before the storm.

"Don't check the platform, let's go to the next place immediately!" Zuo Han looked at the black mist that was chasing them behind him, and decisively called the others to run to the other side of the street.

"You have to leave here. The Haunted Birth scene breaks all the laws I have summarized before. No experience can be used as a reference here. Why is this happening?"

Everything happened very suddenly, as if there was an invisible black hand behind the scenes pushing everything.

"With less than 15 minutes in the opening, we will enter the third stage. All the ghost actors in the four-star scene begin to run away. The chance of escape with the three of us is zero." Zuo Han understood that he had encountered the worst situation: " The designers of those haunted houses are unreliable. If they don’t immediately change their views, they may “disappear” in the next sub-scene. How can I break the game?"

After racking his brains, Zuo Han's forehead soon burst into sweat. He is now under great pressure, not only facing an unknown and terrible enemy, but also with a group of pig teammates and the hidden haunted house actors.

He really couldn't think of a good way to deal with domestic and foreign difficulties.

"Too hasty! This four-star scene did not give me time to buffer and think."

After the red raincoat left, the buildings on both sides of the street didn't feel like a normal street.

The tourists easily left the long street and came to the entrance of an orphanage with black and white as the main color.

The rusty iron door was ajar, and the crippling nursery rhyme came from nowhere.

This orphanage seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, but there were pieces of children’s clothes hanging out in the yard, and there were newly dug holes on the ground, which seemed to be used to fill something.

Traces of people's activities can be seen everywhere in the orphanage, but tourists cannot find one.

The wind chimes hung on the eaves shook slightly, and Zuo Han pushed open the door of the hall.

Slightly sad music came from a certain room, and at the end of the dining tables, there was a broken shrine.

"This is a private orphanage, and there will never be shrines in public welfare institutions." Teacher Wang looked at the shrines and thought of some things that had happened before: "Some private orphanage founders believe in the blessings, they will My room enshrines memorial tablets, but this is the first time I have seen an orphanage where the shrine is placed directly in the lobby."

Walking past the long wooden dining table, Teacher Wang's face gradually became difficult to look.

The word Fangyu is densely written on the shrine, which looks very scary.

"This was cut out with nails a little bit. The dark black patches on it are blood stains. They have grown together with the wooden board. It is strange. It feels like someone has been digging words on the shrine for several years." Teacher Wang was a little puzzled: "Does it cost so much to make a haunted house prop?"

"This is not necessarily done by Boss Chen himself. He has provided clues to many murders. I suspect that some of the items in his haunted house were brought back directly from the murder scene." Zuo Han whispered, these topics are internal secrets, so he I don't want too many people to know.

"Has the owner of the haunted house provided clues to many murders?" Teacher Wang subconsciously asked, "I have indeed heard that there has been a lot of trouble recently. An informant has been added to the Hanjiang branch. That informant is the owner of the haunted house?"

"Teacher, you no longer have any contact with the bureau because of that incident, so you are not sure. The boss of the haunted house is very..." Zuo Han thought for a long time and didn't know how to describe: "His parents are missing, for Investigating this case, he abruptly turned over the old case of Hanjiang 20 years ago. I don't know how to describe this kind of person. It's just four words anyway, stay away."

"Can you reverse the old case twenty years ago?"

"Yes, actually this is not the most terrifying." Zuo Han's voice lowered lower: "He provided the Hanjiang police with clues to several serious cases and solved many cases, but his own parents disappeared. There is no progress at all. I suspect that there is a big problem here. The disappearance of his parents is definitely not simple."

"Are you actually coming to visit his haunted house because of this incident?" Teacher Wang values ​​Zuo Han very much and thinks that he is one of the best students in Hanjiang Forensic Medicine. He thinks Zuo Han is different from other children, absolutely Not the kind of playful student.

“I’m afraid I’m not qualified to investigate the disappearance of his parents.” Zuo Han looked at the shrine in front of him: “I can’t see him at all. I don’t know what he’s thinking at all. I don’t even dare to confront him sometimes. Shi. ​​I tried to simulate and analyze his mental state and personality, and the conclusions I reached made me feel scared. He has a sense and calmness that surpasses ordinary people, as well as exaggerated adaptability and extremely high IQ."

"Are there similar character comparison parameters in the database?"

"No, he is a monster. He can design so many exquisite and terrifying scenes on his own, and can find countless hidden clues of serious crimes. Compared with him, no one is qualified to be called a genius." Zuo Han's hand lightly I have touched the shrine, and my fingertips have written names: "The more I know, the more afraid I am, and the more I am afraid, the more curious I am. I want to find out the truth. If possible, I'm also going to use the pre-graduation Came to work here for his last holiday."

"The first place in the School of Forensic Medicine to work in a haunted house?" Teacher Wang wondered if he had misheard: "You are much smarter than me. What you lack is only experience. If he is as good as you said, then you can I’m afraid I won’t find anything useful if I come here to work."

When the two were chatting, a wooden door in the side hall was pushed open, and a gray-haired old man walked out with a thermos bottle. He was taken aback when he saw so many people standing in the hall.

"Are you here to adopt a child?" The old man's voice was trembling, his health was very poor, and he seemed to faint in the next moment.

"I came out to be an actor in a haunted house at such an age? This haunted house is so black-hearted." Fu Bole walked to the old man: "We are not here to adopt a child. We are here to find something. Have you seen this?"

He took the picture of the doll from his pocket and shook it in front of the old man.

"I haven't seen it. If you didn't come to adopt a child, then go quickly. This town is not peaceful. If you don't leave, you will never be able to leave." The old man coughed a few times and was about to leave. He was silent in the crowd. Ma Feng suddenly stood up.

"Wait a minute! Have I seen you somewhere?" Ma Feng took over Jiang Jiu's job. In order to understand Chen Ge more deeply, he watched the video of Chen Ge challenging his haunted house overnight. The old man in front of him seemed to be in the video. Appeared in here, but he couldn't remember it anymore.

"I have always stayed in the orphanage to take care of the children. I have never left this town. How could you have seen me? Have you been here before?" The old man is the obsession brought back by Chen Ge's challenge to the virtual future paradise haunted house , Together with his grandson, wind chime ghost and costume red clothes.

"Maybe I admitted wrong."

"You don't dare to admit the wrong person in this small town. The acquaintance you see is not necessarily him. It may be something fake. Although they have exactly the same faces and voices, they have completely different hearts." The old man suddenly He coughed violently, as if the words he had just leaked had revealed the secrets: "Hurry up, don't stay here."

"Hey!" Fu Bole stretched out his hand to catch the old man, but when he was about to grab the old man's arm, the old man hid in a very strange posture. Everyone did not see clearly, only Fu Bole kept it. The action of grabbing the empty.

The door of the side hall was not closed, but the old man disappeared after entering.

A very bad feeling spread in everyone's hearts, and Fu Bole subconsciously walked towards the side hall.

Standing outside, you could hear the laughter of the children, but after pushing the door open, there was no one in the side hall, just throwing some toys on the ground.

"There must be something hidden in this orphanage, and you guys think about it. The doll that Boss Chen asked us to look for is so dilapidated. Children from normal people will definitely not play with such dolls. It is probably an abandoned child. Toys." Wei Chaochao tried to analyze: "All the children adopted in the orphanage are homeless children. The dolls we are looking for are likely to be hidden here."

Everyone felt that Wei Chaochao's words were reasonable, but Zuo Han frowned and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Do you have any opinions on what I said?" Wei Chaochao is a very smart person, but his intelligence is limited to certain aspects.

"You are a little bit one-sided in your thinking. If you look at the whole scene, the probability that the doll is hidden here is very small, because there are still many scenes that have not been explored." Zuo Han said his own opinion.

"Then what do you mean?"

"I think the orphanage was deliberately used by Boss Chen to cover up. There is a high probability that it is a trap. We had better not stay here for too long." Zuo Han knew that those people might not listen to what he said, so he finished. Later, he walked aside with Heshan and Teacher Wang directly and began to search for clues.

"Don't be shaken by him. Let's explore according to our own ideas." Fu Bole and Wei Chaochao shared their views. They carefully looked for the rag dolls in the scene according to their previous groupings.

Black fog drifted across the street, slowly surrounding the orphanage.

Zuo Han was about to evacuate and rushed to the next scene, while those haunted house designers insisted on staying in the orphanage scene.

The two parties disagree and eventually separate.

Zuo Han led Heshan and Teacher Wang to leave, while the others continued to explore in the darkening fog.

"This is an orphanage, but none of our children have seen it." Wei Chaochao stood at the door of the side hall: "Will we be fooled by that old man?"

"The old man finally entered the side hall. Have you checked the side hall?" Fu Bole and Qin Guang stood beside Wei Chaochao, and the others were searching the kitchen and backyard.

"I checked everything, and no one was found. He seemed to have disappeared after entering the side hall..." Wei Chaochao said here, suddenly his eyes lit up: "The side hall is connected to the backyard. In fact, there is another possibility-there is a secret passage in the side hall!"

The three of them entered the side hall again, and the placement of toys on the ground was different from before.

"Someone moved something here!" Wei Chaochao discovered the problem for the first time. Before he finished his words, he saw a small figure running past the place where the backyard and the side hall were connected: "Stop!"

Wei Chaochao and Fu Bole rushed over directly. They ignored Qin Guang behind and followed the figure into the utility room in the backyard.

Pushing open the wooden door, in front of him is a dilapidated altar with a weird picture.

The old man in the photo turned his back to Wei Chaochao and Fu Bole, and seemed to be holding something in his arms.

"The back of the person in this photo is a bit familiar."

Qin Guang, who was left alone in the side hall, was about to walk out, when he suddenly heard the sound of the ball flapping in his ear, he turned his head to look.

In the side hall, a toy ball rolled into the hall on its own. Strangely, it seemed to hide something in the dark corner.

The ball rolls into the darkness and then is kicked out again, as if two invisible children are playing a game.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Qin Guang left the side hall without saying a word and ran to join the others.

After he left, a little boy in a red dress walked out from the corner with scarlet eyes.

"I think it is a very simple and happy thing for them to be scary. Why is it so difficult to come to me? Why?"

When the boy in red was getting irritable, the door of Room One on the first floor of Quiet House slammed heavily on the wall, and a woman in a red raincoat walked out of the corridor with deceived anger.

Bloodshot churning, blood red rain began to fall in the boundless black mist.