Chapter 470: Hands-on?
The light on the printer suddenly turned on, and a piece of printer paper fell in front of her tail, this girl is the editor of a horror magazine, and she is quite bold, and her first reaction when she sees the paper is not to be afraid, but to pick it up: "Did I trigger some mechanism?" Luck so good? ”
She picked up the blank paper and looked at it, and there was a very vague outline on the A4 paper.
"What's that?" The tail looked at it for a long time and didn't understand: "Anan, you look at this piece of paper, it suddenly fell out of the printer, and there was a very shallow pattern on it." ”
Anan, who was studying the costume, took the blank paper, and he looked at the vague outline on it and was a little confused: "There are no numbers and letters, it shouldn't be a password or something." ”
Anan took out his mobile phone and took a photo: "Very ordinary white paper, no mezzanine." ”
He dipped his saliva a little more, and rubbed the place where the shallow outline was printed on the white paper: "There has been no slight change in the color of the paper, and there should be no chemicals on the surface." ”
Tried various methods, but Anan finally found that it seemed to be a very ordinary blank paper.
"I've watched so many suspense detectives, and I've tried all the methods I can think of." Anan returned the white paper to the tail: "Put it away, maybe you can use it in the later levels." ”
"Okay." The tail folded the white paper, and before he could put it in his pocket, he saw the printer "spit out" another piece of white paper.
The same size, with the same vague outline printed on it, but it seems a little clearer than just now.
"Someone is operating the printer?" Ah Nan lifted the lid of the printer, checked it, and found no problems, this is a very ordinary printer: "It's really weird, it's all ordinary things that we usually see in our lives, how did they become evil after moving to this haunted house?" ”
Unplugged, Anan didn't care about the second piece of paper that popped out of the printer, he was a little flustered: "We've been delayed here for a long time, don't look for it, let's leave first." ”
Huya, the innermost part of the storeroom, was admiring a few paintings in the cabinet, and her expression was a little strange, as if she was shocked by the strange and grotesque painting style.
"Sister Huya? It's time for us to go. Anan urged.
"If you look at these paintings, they seem to be painted from the perspective of a dead man, and I can even feel the desire of the painter to almost reveal the paper, to experience life, as if it is about to emerge from the painting and drag the viewer into the painting." Huya took out her phone and wanted to take a picture, but considering that it was in a haunted house, she endured it again: "I must have a good chat with the author of these paintings when I have a chance in the future, and it would be perfect if I could ask him to draw illustrations for our magazine." ”
"Your words let our artists hear it, and they are probably going to blow up again." Anan smiled helplessly.
Huya and Anan walked outside, ready to leave.
With her tail in the back, she was about to leave, but at this moment there was a soft sound in the printer, and then the computer next to the printer started up on its own.
It was quiet all around, any sound was amplified, and Tail watched the computer screen light up on its own, and no one touched it the whole time.
"Is it the owner of the haunted house who is controlling it in the background?"
The tail stopped in place, and his mind began to think: "The owner of the haunted house can't waste space to set up a useless scene, could the secret of this warehouse be hidden in the computer?" ”
When he first came in, he was very curious about why the word paradise was written on the door of such a dilapidated warehouse, and there must be something strange in it.
Her beautiful eyes widened and she leaned over to the computer.
The screen emits a faint light, and the overall background is still black, with the outline of a human face faintly printed in it.
At first, Tail thought it was a screen reflection and reflected her face, but the more she looked at it, the more wrong it felt.
"This looks like a man's face, huh?"
There were a lot of things in the warehouse, and it was also very messy, the three editors of the magazine were crowded in the innermost, and Yang Chen and the three were slightly outside, and there were some dilapidated shelves between them.
"Li Xue, look at the organ models in these glass jars, they are almost exactly the same as those specimens in our school."
"Consistent with the physical proportions." As a medical student, he couldn't find fault with the organ model in front of him, which made Li Xue feel an inexplicable fear, knowing that they were not in the forensic medical school now, but visiting a haunted house.
"People who don't work with organs and organs often can't make such a realistic model." The internal organ model is different from the puppet model, and can only be seen by opening the body of a living thing, in addition, human internal organs and animals are completely different, Yang Chen can be sure that all the specimen jars on the shelves are human organ models: "The last time I came to visit, I felt that the owner of the haunted house knew the structure of the human body very well, generally speaking, a person has a special understanding of internal organs, then he is either a doctor who saves people, or a butcher who kills people." ”
"You've watched too many movies, haven't you?" Wang Yan was a little scared by what Yang Chen said: "The owner of the haunted house pays attention to details, and these visceral models are estimated to be specially customized by him." ”
"I don't think it's that simple." Yang Chen retracted his gaze and walked outside: "Every time I come to this haunted house, I have a different experience, and the styles of each horror scene are very different, but they are all so real, just like there are really these buildings and corresponding strange stories in reality." ”
The three medical students were about to leave the warehouse, Xiao Li grabbed his mobile phone, and before he could find a chance to take pictures, he was Bai Qiulin who was blocked at the door.
He put one hand in his pocket and glanced at Fan Cong as if nothing had happened.
The fat on his stomach trembled slightly, Fan Cong didn't know that he was being targeted, and all his attention was focused on the passage.
The wall lamps went out one by one, and the frequency seemed to get faster and faster, giving the impression that something in the passage was speeding up.
Fingers clenched subconsciously, Fan Cong's eyes slowly widened, darkness invaded, and the figures in them swayed, and some seemed to be lying on the ceiling.
His heart began to beat wildly, and Fan Cong grabbed Fan Dade's arm: "Brother, pay attention!" Something is coming! ”
"What's that?" Fan Dade was relatively wooden, and only after being reminded by Fan Cong did he start looking left and right.
"Over there! Call them out! Fan Cong kept Anan's words in mind, no matter what happened, everyone had to get together.
"Don't panic, I'll take a look." Fan Dade walked towards the side of the crossroads, he was very timid, he just wanted to pretend in front of his brother, and after taking two or three steps, he stopped, stretched his neck, and looked hard at the side of the intersection.
The wall lamp went out faster and faster, the light suddenly dimmed, and Fan Dade became nervous.
As he walked forward, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue took a few steps back, and they and Bai Qiulin surrounded Fan Cong in the middle.