For a tricky program like "Passerby's Three-Hour Spiritual Adventure", the host and the program team have to do two jobs.

The first is that the members of the program team need to pretend to be extremely uneasy and extremely scared, and infect the fearful emotions to the invited passers-by.

The second is to give passers-by proper guidance to investigate some of the traps that have been laid out, so that he can be frightened and create a funny show.

These two jobs... The latter item aside, the former one, Jun Ono, Katsumura Yota and the other three have done a good job.

It's just that the person who is afraid is not Xicheng-style, but a member of the program team.

Yota Katsumura and Yoshidahama swore that "we have learned karate" and that "the Nishijo style is nothing".

But as soon as they stood in front of Xicheng-shi, the two of them subconsciously shrank behind Jun Ono.

That look made Ono Jun's mouth twitch.

Thanks to these two people, they were embarrassed to brag to her just now, and they softened their feet when they saw others!

Jun Ono sighed and took out the induction prop prepared by the program team from his trouser pocket - a tattered page of note paper.

She's going to go into battle in person to induce Xicheng to go to a place where there is a mechanism.

"Brother Xicheng, look, this is what I just picked up. There seems to be some clue on this..."

Jun Ono handed the worn-out notebook to Nishigi with a worried expression on his face.

"I'll see."

Xicheng Shishi, who was about to go up, stopped and scooped the worn-out notebook paper into his hand.

OK... Nishijo took away the worn-out notebook.

Jun Ono breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she was really afraid that this young man who played cards out of common sense would continue to do things beyond her imagination.

She stood beside Xichengshi, and also pretended to be curious and uneasy to look at the worn-out notebook paper that was folded haphazardly.

Nishijo opened the worn-out notebook that was folded haphazardly and looked at it with a flashlight.

The paper was covered in dust, and on it was a twisted and unsightly handwriting written in dried blood:

If you had seen this notepad, I would have died. In the same way, I think you, like me, are trapped in this horrible abandoned building infested with spirits. ’

'Listen to me, I've been asked to investigate this ruined Sato building. After being trapped here, I finally knew... It's definitely not a good place. If you stay here, you're going to die! ’

'My investigation was left in the power distribution room on the second floor, and that should help you get out of here. ’

'I'm sorry I wrote ugly... Because my right hand has been eaten by the spirits...'

'Hehe... The footsteps outside were getting denser. It looks like I don't have much to live. Then to—'

In the end, there was an abrupt blank space, as if the victim had not finished speaking, and was attacked by something.

Sen Ran's distorted blood-colored handwriting carried an unknown horror.

Seeing this, Jun Ono also cautiously glanced at Xicheng's expression.

The other party stared blankly at the shabby notebook paper, as if he was really frightened.

That's great! I thought you were an iron man who wasn't afraid of anything!

Jun Ono cheered in his heart.

As long as the Xicheng style is afraid, then their purpose has been achieved.

It's just that before Jun Ono finished thinking about what was in his head, Nishijo-style suddenly spoke:

"I'm a little curious."

"Curious?"

What are you curious?!

Although Jun Ono accepted Nishijo's words, his mouth twitched with anger.

You're a high school student, can't you honestly be scared half to death by us? What's so curious about a worn-out piece of note-taking paper?!

The adult world is casually curious, but you will die a miserable death! Brat!

Under Ono Jun's complex mental activities, Nishigi raised his head and said with some amusement:

"It's really interesting to say that this victim can't even save his own life, and he still has the heart to write such a thing."

Ahem –

Jun Ono was choked by Xicheng-style words and coughed several times in a row.

Xicheng style said this... When you think about it, there's really nothing wrong with that.

How can anyone have such a big nerve and write notes when they are dying?

"Maybe the victim was a good Samaritan, and he didn't want the people trapped in the abandoned building to suffer the same situation as him."

Jun Ono explained in a pale tone.

To be honest, she didn't quite believe it herself.

But at this time, I can only hold on.

"So be it."

Nishigi didn't want to argue with Jun Ono either.

He lifted his feet and led upstairs.

Looking at the expression of the Nishigi style that still hasn't changed much, Jun Ono and Yota Katsumura in the back glanced at each other and sighed silently.

What does it take to make this high school student who doesn't know whether to live or die feel scared?

Seeing that Xicheng Style was about to walk to the second floor, they also followed helplessly.

No way... Work still has to work.

Xicheng ignored the thoughts of the three members of the program team behind him, and he glanced at the environment as he walked to the second floor.

The staircase is very old, the corners are covered with cobwebs and mildew, and there is a 'click' sound when you walk up, which makes people feel uneasy to shake.

The space is also filled with unnatural cold air.

Waste and animal droppings are everywhere on the ground.

It's dirty and messy, so to speak.

"It's almost the second floor."

Jun Ono muttered, and her mind came alive again.

The program team has prepared a lot of small organs and scare props in the power distribution room on the second floor waiting for the Xicheng style, but even many people in the program team are scared enough, and the Xicheng style will definitely not be spared.

Next, you just need to look at the Xicheng style who walks to the second floor to find the power distribution room, enter it, and then get hit.

She looked up and stared at the West Side in front of her.

First order.

Two orders.

Third Order...

It's on the second floor!

Come! Follow what the worn-out note paper says! Let's go to the power distribution room on the second floor!

Jun Ono became excited.

This time, I have to scare you, a high school student who is not only socially sinister, half to death!

And then...

Then she saw Nishijo Shiki step up the steps to the third floor.

Seeing this scene, Jun Ono only felt that he had difficulty breathing, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood without depression.

Why don't you play by the rules again?!

"Wait! Brother Xicheng! ”

She hurriedly stopped the Xicheng style who wanted to go to the third floor.

"What's wrong? Miss Ono? Xicheng turned his head, revealing a look of incomprehension.

Uh-

Jun Ono opened his mouth, then gritted his teeth again, and asked according to the lines:

"That's... Isn't there a hint for notes? Shouldn't we go to the distribution room to collect clues at this time? Otherwise, how can we get out of trouble? ”

"Huh? I don't understand Miss Ono's words again. ”

Nishijo-style 'inexplicably' glanced at Jun Ono:

"Didn't I already open the door? If you want to leave here, Miss Ono can leave now. ”

Uh-

Oh yes...

There's no need to gather clues at all.

West Side... I smashed the door open at the beginning...

Jun Ono reacted, and then his snow-white face was full of heat.

Because no passerby has ever been able to hammer down the gate that closed the program team.

The preconceived idea made her say what she had just said.

Feel the dazzling gaze of the West Side.

Jun Ono can't wait to find a crack in the ground right now.

It's really-

Shame on you!