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Chapter 217

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"Deal." Han Qiuming patted the man's hand to tell him not to worry.

"Come with me." Chen Ge did not give them the chance to reject and entered the Haunted House.

The man stood where he was and did not move. "Qiuming, you're too rash."

"We're all in the same business. You should be able to tell whether he's lying or not." Han Qiuming did not think much of it. "If you're afraid, I'll go first."

"You weren't there that day, so you don't know what happened." The man felt uneasy. "This Mr. Chen is not a normal person. He entered the Haunted House alone, and his heart rate stayed below one hundred."

"There's something scarier," Song An added. "That day, Xu Zhenzhen's ghost appeared again. The few of us were scared out of the Haunted House, and he was the only visitor left."

"What's so scary about that? You're just too cowardly. "Han Qiuming pushed on his glasses." If it were me, I would have stayed inside the Haunted House as well. "

"I'm not done yet." Song An shared a look with the proprietor of Tian Teng Medical School. After receiving the other's signal, he said, "After Boss Chen left, we searched the Haunted House, and guess what we found?"

"Don't keep us guessing, just say it."

"The female corpse that was hanging at the entrance of the corridor was dismembered. Her head was rolling in the corner, and her eyes were staring in a certain direction. Her legs were torn apart and tossed far away from her body." Even Song An was scared. "Would a normal visitor do something so crazy to a mannequin? I even wanted to call the police. "

The man walked over. "Ever since I met Mr. Chen, I've come to understand something. Sometimes, humans can be scarier than ghosts."

"Yes." Song An nodded in agreement. "After the visit, we should leave. In the future, the two Haunted Houses will mind their own business."

"Is that necessary? A few grown men dilly-dallying. Since we're already here, it's too late to be afraid. " Ye Xiaoxin was playing with her phone when she realized that the people from Tian Teng Medical School were still standing where they were. "We're both Haunted House owners, but why is there such a big difference?"

This Internet celebrity had a very straightforward personality, and his voice was also very unique. It was a little smoky, hoarse, and sensual.

She walked into the Haunted House and updated her mood on the social media platform. "I am a wild horse, and the wind follows behind me."

"See? You're being looked down on, aren't you?" Han Qiuming glanced at Ye Xiaoxin's legs and chased after her without looking back.

"He's too reckless." The person in charge was worried. "Song An, remember to walk with him after you go in. Qiuming is strong, but he's too arrogant. He'll be at a disadvantage."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Song An sighed, and the group entered the Haunted house together.

Pulling back the thick black curtain, the Haunted House was dimly lit, and it was much cooler inside than outside.

"It looks quite old." Song An walked around. "I didn't expect Jiujiang to have such a large Haunted House."

"The Haunted House was built by my parents in cooperation with New Century Park about five years ago. At the time, it was the park's signature project." Chen Ge took out a few disclaimers from the drawer and handed them to the group. "Sign the disclaimers first before you can go in."

"Are you serious?" Han Qiuming looked at the disclaimers and tossed them on the table. "Save the paper. We're all Haunted House owners, so we understand these things. There's no need to be so serious."

The other people from Tian Teng Medical School did not move either. They seemed to think that this was just a psychological hint from Chen Ge to the visitors, and the agreement itself was useless. Ye Xiaoxin and Su Luoluo, on the other hand, wrote down their names seriously.

"I think you've misunderstood. My disclaimers have been approved by the notary office, and there's a stamp on them." Chen Ge placed the disclaimers before them. "You can't go in without signing the disclaimers. That's our rule."

"Understood, understood." The proprietor of Tian Teng Medical School wrote down his name on the paper — Guo Miao.

The others followed suit. Han Qiuming did not have much to say, but he was getting more and more annoyed. "It's so real. I'll have to see it for myself today."

Chen Ge ignored Han Qiuming and carefully put the disclaimers away. "The Third Sick Hall is the newest version, and many parts are not perfect. If you run into something that you can't handle, remember to call for help from the camera."

"Let's cut the long story short. We know the rules of visiting a Haunted House better than you do. Over the past few years, we've tried more than twenty different designs and interactive attractions. Comparatively speaking, we're the professionals." Han Qiuming did not give himself any leeway.

"Okay, then I'll explain it briefly." Chen Ge was not angry. In fact, he was polite. "The scenario that you're about to visit is called the Third Sick Hall. This is a story about a patient who puts on a doctor's uniform and commits many crimes. The whole scenario is not completely made up, but I have to remind you that some of the criminals have not been caught yet. "

"Based on a real case? Isn't that what we have left? " Han Qiuming acted like he could not see the man's anxious gaze and continued like there was no one around him. "I've visited and worked at more than ten Haunted Houses of various sizes overseas. Some of the Haunted Houses in Europe and America are built inside abandoned prisons or the rooms of murderers. Compared to them, yours is too normal."

"Mr. Chen, Qiuming is a straightforward person, and he doesn't mean anything by it." The man finally could not hold it in anymore.

"It's fine. As a service worker, the visitors will always be my priority. I will listen to all suggestions and suggestions." The smile on Chen Ge's face did not change, and he gave off a good feeling.

"Good attitude from the worker. Five extra points." Ye Xiaoxin took out a notebook from her pocket and wrote something on it.

"What are you doing?" Chen Ge turned to look at the woman.

"I'm scoring your Haunted House. The maximum score is one hundred. As long as it exceeds eighty, I'll strongly recommend it to my fans." Ye Xiaoxin put the notebook away. "Most Haunted Houses don't allow the use of phones, so I can only use this notebook to record everything."

"Very professional." Chen Ge wiped the sweat from his palms guiltily. "The Third Sick Hall is an open scenario. After you enter, you can explore it freely. As long as you find the tape recorder that I took from your Haunted House within twenty minutes and bring it out, you'll have cleared the scenario."

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