Wearing the bloodied doctor's outfit and holding the hammer, Chen Ge put on the human skin mask that was made from many faces and moved the wooden boards away.
It's been ten minutes already, and there's no scream from the scenario. Looks like they've gotten used to the Third Sick Hall. Chen Ge felt like he was becoming kinder and kinder. He was afraid that the visitors would collapse from the shock, so he gave them a ten-minute buffer.
Now that the people from Tian Teng Medical School have found the tape recorder, it's time to increase the difficulty. Chen Ge stepped into the dark underground tunnel. After he walked down the stairs, he glanced down the left corridor. There was not a single mannequin outside the last classroom. "These guys are quite obedient today. Normally, there would be a few of them wandering around."
Holding the faceless nurse's outfit and the hammer, Chen Ge pushed open the steel door of the Third Sick Hall.
The completion rate for the Third Sick Hall's Trial Mission is not high, and the hidden mission has not been triggered. The whole scenario is only about fifty percent complete, so it can't really be considered a three-star scenario. The visitors are accompanied by professional Haunted House workers, so perhaps they really might succeed. Chen Ge walked slowly, and he was not in a hurry.
I'll find the madwoman's mannequin first and put this nurse's outfit on her to test its effect.
After turning the first corner, Chen Ge, who was deep in thought, suddenly stopped moving.
In the middle of the corridor, more than twenty mannequins almost blocked the way. They were lying on the ground, and the mannequin heads rolled back and forth like they were having fun.
"Why are you guys here?" Chen Ge stood in the middle of the road with the hammer, and the rolling mannequin heads stopped instantly. They started to play dead.
"Is this your scenario? Why are you guys at a mental hospital in your school uniform? "
Naturally, the mannequins did not answer. They did not move, like students who ran into their homeroom teacher at an internet cafe.
"It's one thing to run in here, but they were all wiped out!" Chen Ge sounded angry, but his heart ached for them. He picked up the heads from the ground, looked for the numbers, and put the mannequins back together. "These visitors didn't even let the mannequins go. How arrogant."
As the light was too dim, the efficiency was very low. After he installed five or six of them, he stood up and left. "I'll come back to install your heads after I send them off."
There was a hint of anger in his voice. Chen Ge grabbed the hammer and ran down the next corridor.
…
In the electrotherapy room, Han Qiuming placed his ear next to the tape recorder. He listened for a long time but did not hear anything.
"Could it be an empty tape?" That was the only conclusion he could come up with after thinking for a long time.
"Would a Haunted House boss do something so boring?" Ye Xiaoxin had a feeling there was something wrong with the tape, but after listening for a long time, all she could hear was static.
She reached out to press the switch, but no matter which button she pressed, the recorder's indicator light remained on, and the tape continued to spin silently.
"This recorder should have been modified by the boss. The switch on the shell is just a decoration; the real switch is somewhere else." Han Qiuming searched for a long time, but he could not find the real switch. His expression was not so good. Ever since he entered the Third Sick Hall, he had embarrassed himself several times around Ye Xiaoxin. The more he wanted to show off, the more the props at the Haunted House opposed him.
"Forget it. Let's get out of here first." Han Qiuming glanced at his phone. "There are three minutes left. We should be able to make it if we hurry."
He and Ye Xiaoxin walked out of the electrotherapy room at the end of the corridor and retraced their steps. They planned to leave through the secret tunnel in Room 3.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the corridor.
Guo Miao and Song An rushed deeper into the Third Sick Hall. They roughly searched the second and third corridors, including the director's office. They checked every room, but they did not find Han Qiuming.
"Boss! I've searched the rooms on both sides, but I can't find Han Qiuming! "Song An panted. His voice was anxious, and he spoke quickly.
"The corridor is straight. If he came here, he would definitely bump into us. Where did he go?"
Guo Miao patted his face lightly. He had not been so nervous in more than ten years. "I've thought about it, and there are three possibilities for Han Qiuming's disappearance. One, he found the secret tunnel and ran into it. Two, he was hiding inside the room, and after we left, he ventured deeper into the Haunted House alone. Three …"
At this point, the bloody scene of a mental patient appeared in Guo Miao's mind. He could not continue. He shared a look with Song An, and they both saw the fear in each other's eyes.
"This is not good!"
The two men communicated through their eyes, and it caused Su Luoluo's scalp to go numb. "How about you guys continue the tour? I'll leave first. "
She was getting more and more afraid. She felt like her teammates were more professional than the Haunted House workers. They kept saying things that she could not understand, but it was scary.
"No! It's too dangerous for you to leave alone. We can't split up! " Song An said sternly like something serious would happen if Su Luoluo left on her own.
"Ol 'Song is right. Splitting up will give the enemy a chance to take us down one by one. Only when we're together will the enemy not dare act recklessly." Guo Miao forced a smile at Su Luoluo. "I'm sorry for dragging you into this, but don't worry, we'll definitely bring you out safely."
Hearing Guo Miao's apology, Su Luoluo really wanted to cry.
Why is he apologizing?
What's going on?
I was just lucky to be invited to the Haunted House. I didn't do anything but run around for half a day. Why are you trying to frame me?
She suspected that she had been tricked, that she was the only real visitor, and the rest were all actors. This was a show between two Haunted House workers!
"Don't hesitate. The longer we drag this out, the more dangerous Han Qiuming's situation will be. We still have time to find him!" Guo Miao made the decision. "Let's go to the next corner!"
He and Song An ran ahead, and Xiao Du followed closely behind. Before they left, he did not forget to turn back to tell Su Luoluo, "Brother Song and Boss are both reliable. With them around, you won't be in danger."
"What kind of danger can I be in when I visit a Haunted House? Is this how you usually console people? " Su Luoluo stood alone in the corridor that was filled with blood. She did not want to follow Guo Miao deeper into the Haunted House, and she did not dare return alone. She was so anxious that she pulled out a few strands of her hair.
The group turned the corner and came to the fourth corridor. They opened all ten rooms, but they still could not find Han Qiuming.
"The corridor ends. Where could Han Qiuming have gone?" Song An leaned against the wall. He was exhausted.
"A living person disappeared just like that?" Guo Miao's heart was pounding. He looked around, and the blood on the walls seemed to have thickened.
"We must've missed something!" Guo Miao grabbed Song An's shoulders. "All the Haunted Houses have their own corridors for their employees, and the Third Sick Hall should be no exception. Of the sickrooms that we entered earlier, a few of them have a unique structure. I believe the secret path is hidden there."
"Okay, we'll go together!"
Su Luoluo, who was following behind them, could not run anymore. This was the first time she had visited a Haunted House like this. "I just ran here. Where are you going?"
"The staff's corridor and Han Qiuming should be in one of those rooms." Guo Miao looked at Su Luoluo. He had not looked so serious in a long time. "Trust me, I'm not wrong!"
…
Holding the tape recorder, Han Qiuming and Ye Xiaoxin walked out of the director's office. The static from the tape became louder.
"Where are your teammates? I think I heard running. "Ye Xiaoxin maintained a certain distance from Han Qiuming.
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