"Boss, we're all here, go back to him?" Xiao Du was a little reluctant in his heart, Han Qiuming usually spoke harshly, and Du Chao was already a little disgusted with him recently.

"We're not going to look for him, with this guy's personality, there's a good chance something really happened." Guo Miao's face was gloomy, and she was almost dripping: "Maybe he has an accident now, no!" Let's go back! ”

"I agree with the Boss." Surprisingly, Song An didn't care about personal enmity at this time, and was willing to look for Han Qiuming: "Haunted house play is the most taboo to disperse, and everyone had better get together." ”

Xiao Duyou hesitated and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll go back to him with you." ”

The most innocent of the few people was Su Luoluo, she didn't know anything, and she didn't know what the staff of the Tianto Hospital were talking about, she just ran around, looking nervous.

"We searched carefully, and we had to take a look at every ward." Under the leadership of Guo Miao, several people walked back to the depths of the haunted house, checking one ward after another.

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Han Qiuming and Ye carefully entered the dean's office, and there were two compartments inside and outside, with tables, chairs and benches.

"The drawers are empty, there are no books on the shelves, and you can't judge the personality of the haunted house owner by his liking. But it's good that there are no books on the shelves to reduce the time we spend searching, and many haunted houses like to hide things like passwords and clues in books. Han Qiuming was talking carefully to Ye, but it felt more like he was talking to himself alone.

Ye carefully staggered with Han Qiuming, and walked directly into the back room, she looked at the widened wardrobe.

"Let me come, this wardrobe is obviously specially made, and there is a 90 percent chance that there is a haunted house actor or other scare hidden in it." Han Qiuming stepped forward and opened the cabinet door.

The cabinet was empty, there was nothing.

He smiled awkwardly and laughed at himself: "It seems that ten percent of the situation has appeared, and it is estimated that the haunted house actors have scared Lao Guo and them, and they haven't had time to come back yet." ”

Night Care completely lost interest in talking to him, and gently tapped on the inner wall of the wardrobe: "There must be a reason why there is a special wardrobe in a special room. ”

When Night's careful fingers tapped on the partition between the wardrobe and the wall, the sound changed, and it was clear that the back was empty.

The two of them worked together to open the partition, and a secret passage appeared.

"Haunted house employee internal passage?"

"Probably not."

There was no light in the secret passage, and she carefully took out her mobile phone to illuminate it, and after she and Han Qiuming entered the secret passage, the cabinet door of the dean's office seemed to be pushed by an invisible force and slowly closed.

The passage is so narrow that it's hard to even turn around, but it's only a few meters away.

At the end of the oppressive and cramped secret passage was an iron door, and Ye carefully opened the door, and in front of her was a wooden plank, she pushed it open with force, and the scene in front of her changed, this was a ward she had never been to before.

"The dean's office and the wards are interconnected? What does this arrangement mean? "The real scene of the third ward allows Ye Xin to completely substitute for it.

"Is it true that the director treats the patients in this ward as his own private property?" Han Qiuming came up with an explanation: "I heard that a few years ago, some private mental hospitals were chaotic, and there was a similar chaos. ”

"Possibly." Ye Jing and Han Qiuming entered the house and began to search the room.

The hospital bed, the night pot, the wooden chair that smoothed the corners, the furnishings in the ward were very simple, and there seemed to be nothing special.

"Let's go out and have a look." Han Qiuming opened the door of this ward, and a strange smell poured into his nasal cavity, as if the smell of potion and blood were mixed together.

He took a small step back, craneing his neck to look out into the hallway.

The walls cracked, and the blood contained in them seemed to flow, giving a very strange feeling, as if the building itself was alive and its veins were hidden in the walls.

"We don't seem to have been here yet."

Almost the same scene structure, but the feeling is completely different, the third ward uses the horror of the scene cycle to the extreme, they don't know what they will encounter if they continue to go down, and they don't know how many corridors will wait for them behind.

The bedding on the floor was badly damaged, and the dummies made of pillows and sheets showed their heads with strange expressions on their faces, as if they were being watched in either direction.

Han Qiuming felt a hint of retreat in his heart, he and Ye Jing came from the secret passage, and he didn't know how far this corridor was from the other corridors, nor how many scary things were hidden in it.

He took out his phone and turned on the flashlight to shine it on the side of the passage, and the end of the dark and gloomy corridor was not an exit, but a corner into the unknown.

"Get out of the way." Night carefully walked out of the hospital room, her exposed legs felt a little cold, the atmosphere of this corridor was completely different from the previous ones.

"Look for it, the tape recorder should be hidden in a room in this hallway." Ye carefully entered the ward next to him to check, and Han Qiuming was still standing in place.

His hand gripping the door was drenched in sweat, and he turned his head to glance at the door beside him.

The upper part of the ward door is normal, marked with Ward 3, but the lower part of the wooden door is a little scary, completely painted red, viscous and bright, and what is even more strange is that the red is like a life, slowly growing on the door.

"Ward Three? The number of the wards in this corridor is not the same as the number of the wards in other corridors? ”

Han Qiuming and Ye carefully searched three wards one after another, and when they came to the end of the corridor, they found a room that was unnumbered and unmarked.

"Let's go, go in and have a look."

The interior of the room is small and completely enclosed, with soundproof cotton on the walls, a restraint bed fixed against the wall, and a mess of dilapidated equipment piled up at the head of the bed.

"It's kind of like an electroshock therapy room, which I've seen in a lot of movies about mental hospitals." Han Qiuming looked under the bed, and then walked to the middle of the pile of waste equipment, he scanned it roughly, and suddenly laughed: "Found it!" ”

Han Qiuming pushed the shock device over and out of it came up with a tape recorder.

"I thought this haunted house was so difficult." He tried to look like he was nothing more than that, but the look of excitement on his face betrayed him.

She looked at the tape recorder and frowned for the first time since entering the haunted house: "Did you hear anything?" ”

"Voice?" Han Qiuming didn't know what Ye Jing was talking about: "No matter how much, leave quickly, there is a time limit for customs clearance, I want to clear the customs perfectly today, so that the surname Chen has nothing to say." ”

"Didn't you really hear that?" Ye carefully pointed to the tape recorder in Han Qiuming's hand: "The tape inside is rotating, the indicator light is also on, this tape recorder has been working." ”