Because Huangban was eager to provide the best frightening service to his guests, he did not continue to communicate with his colleagues on the intercom. He took a chainsaw and pushed open the secret door.
The entrance to the third floor corridor outside was completely quiet, and there was really no one in sight.
Only the chandeliers emitting cold light flickered randomly.
Huangban turned around and looked at the location of the camera in the corner.
It was empty there, everything was normal, and it was not blocked by foreign objects at all.
Beep--
The intercom rang again: "Huangban, near the corridor on the third floor, there are three other cameras that have lost their picture. We don't know where the tourist went. Just wait, we will contact other colleagues right away..."
rustle--
The words on the intercom were not finished.
As he spoke, he could no longer hear it, and was replaced by the sound of "rustling" electricity.
"What are you doing?" Huangban cursed in his mind.
He reached out and tapped the intercom hard.
But it's useless, it has no effect at all, and I can still only hear the "rustling" sound of electricity.
"never mind."
These colleagues will only hinder themselves.
The top priority now is to find the tourist first.
It doesn't matter if the equipment in Ciji Hospital breaks down.
Even without these auxiliary means, it doesn't matter if it's a fair fight. Huangban will still do his best to provide the best service to the guests and make them feel at home.
"No one can walk out of Ciji Hospital with a smile after meeting me."
Huangban muttered something like this in a low voice, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his upper lip.
He does not allow such people to exist.
The tourist must be found.
Huangban carried the chainsaw and walked towards the corner of the third floor.
There are very few actors on the third floor, and most NPCs are reluctant to come up. Most people will stay on the first to second floors for activities.
Anyway, the space on the first and second floors is big enough.
And now, if that little tourist really ran up to the third floor, then the next step would most likely be a 1v1 showdown between Huangban and him.
…
Corridor on the third floor.
The floors and walls of this corridor are made of wood, and the overall color is brown.
The old-fashioned chandelier still hangs above the head, flickering, and you can see dried bloody handprints everywhere on the floor and walls.
"Hiding?"
Huangban dragged the chainsaw and walked along the corridor.
Every time you pass a room, you will open the door and go in to see if Kamiya is hidden in it.
After checking two rooms in this way, still to no avail.
Just as Huangban was about to leave the second room with a slight disappointment, he suddenly heard the sound of "pat-ta-ta-ta" footsteps in the corridor outside.
As the "Chainsaw Doctor", Huangban immediately became alert.
However, due to the malfunction of the walkie-talkie, he was still not sure whether it was the young tourist passing by in the corridor outside or a colleague who came up to the third floor.
So Huangban hid behind the door of the room and carefully observed the situation.
But what happened next was far beyond the imagination of a veteran employee of the haunted house.
Snap, snap.
As the sound got closer, Huangban noticed that the footsteps were very soft and very soft, not like they were coming from a young man or an adult at all.
Instead, it looks like a child stepping on the wooden floor.
Keep listening with bated breath.
It was eerily quiet all around. I could only hear my own breathing, heartbeat, and the footsteps approaching outside.
Snap, snap, snap!
The footsteps suddenly accelerated as they passed by the door of the room where Huangban was hiding.
"Yeah~heehee."
At the same time, Huangban also heard childish laughter, accompanied by a crisp ringing of a bell.
The sound sounded briefly and then disappeared quickly.
That’s right.
The voice was indeed that of a child, like a seven or eight-year-old girl.
but.
How could there be children in Ciji Hospital?
Younger children are not allowed to enter the haunted house as visitors.
It is even less likely that a haunted house would employ child labor of this age.
"Could it be..."
Huangban thought of something unconsciously.
Deep in the third floor of Ciji Hospital, there is a small sealed area. It is said that the area is not very clean. It is said that employees who worked here a long time ago often saw some strange things and heard strange sounds there.
A few years ago, a tourist was scared to death there.
The death was very miserable.
Later, Mr. Kido, who ran the haunted house, went to find a mage who was said to have the ability to exorcise spirits. He came back and performed rituals for a few days, and then sealed the area with yellow talismans.
After that, the strange things stopped.
"Could it be that something escaped from that area?"
When people face the unknown, they are always very good at scaring themselves.
Even people like Huangban are no exception to this.
However, as a senior ghost-pretending expert, his courage is much greater than that of ordinary people.
After the light footsteps of "pat, pat, pat" moved a little further away, Huangban carefully opened the door a little and peeked out.
This was an incredible sight. He saw a small figure in red with white patterns, standing in the corridor not far from the door of the room, with his back facing him!
It turns out that the "person" making the footsteps has not gone far at all!
"ah."
Araban was surprised when he heard the little girl in red kimono make a voice again.
A child's drawl sounds soft and waxy.
But in such an environment, it only makes people fearful.
The little girl in kimono obviously noticed Araban's presence. When he opened the crack of the door, he slowly turned back.
His body didn't move, he just turned his head slowly.
At this time, the old-fashioned chandelier in the corridor flickered. The light dimmed and brightened. Araban looked at the girl in kimono again, only to find that she had disappeared.
"What the hell is that?"
After the shock had just subsided, Huangban's breathing became a little heavier unconsciously.
It is impossible for a little girl in a red kimono to appear in a restricted haunted house.
It felt as bizarre as seeing a penguin swimming in Tokyo Bay.
So, what exactly was it that I just saw?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Is that little girl in a kimono really a person?
Or is it true that something unclean really escaped from the sealed area on the third floor of Ciji Hospital?
After encountering something like this, even a very enterprising person has no intention of continuing to scare people.
He took out the radio again.
I tried to contact the employee center, but what came from the other end was still the blind sound of "rustling" electricity.
Even this time, Huangban heard some strange noises amidst the sound of electricity. If he listened carefully, he seemed to be a girl with a cold voice speaking on the intercom.
"Hello... Shasha... I am... Hello... Shasha... I am..."
The weak female voice on the phone, difficult to distinguish without listening carefully, was repeating the same meaningless words over and over again, mechanically and tirelessly.
After hearing the noise clearly, Huangban was so frightened that he threw the walkie-talkie away.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
One strange thing after another has made "Doctor Chainsaw" start to feel scared.
He's really good at scaring people.
But that doesn't mean he won't be afraid.
In the final analysis, Huangban is still a human being with seven normal emotions: "joy, anger, sorrow, sadness and fear".
"No, we can't stay here any longer."
Huangban only has one idea now. He must leave here first and go to the employee center.
I can't stay on the third floor any longer.
Huangban abandoned the heavy chainsaw prop, ducked out from behind the door, and started moving quickly in the corridor.
Because of fear, he walked faster and faster uncontrollably.
Ta-ta-ta!
The bare soles of the shoes made a sound when they touched the wooden floor.
The sound of footsteps with hard soles touching the floor was originally one of the props he used to break down the psychological defenses of tourists. But now it sounded like it made him feel uncomfortable.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Within sight, you can already see the stairs leading from the third floor to the second floor.
There is a secret door for the employee access.
As long as you get there, as long as you get to that place.
Ta-ta-ta!
Huangban's footsteps continued to sound.
At this moment, Huangban suddenly heard a strange noise coming from behind.
Stab, sting—
It seemed like something sharp was scratching the wooden wall, making a tooth-piercing friction sound.
Huangban's footsteps paused unconsciously.
But as he paused, the "prick, prick" friction sound also disappeared.
Huangban felt that his back was soaked with cold sweat.
He didn't look back, and moved forward again, taking a step as lightly as possible.
clatter.
Stab——
Sure enough, the sharp friction sound started again.
"call--"
Huangban took a deep breath, then summoned up the courage to turn his head sharply.
He saw it.
Deep in the wooden floor corridor, a huge twisted white ghost stood there. It seemed to be staring at him, like a hungry wolf staring at a lamb!
The scene was bizarre, silent, and extremely strange.
"What is this?" Huangban felt as if his brain was about to explode.
He could be sure that the huge white ghost was definitely not a person or prop inside the haunted house.
There is no such thing in a haunted house!
Moreover, the girl in the red kimono you saw just now can still be lucky and comfort yourself by thinking that she might be a strange child who accidentally entered the haunted house.
But that ghost figure cannot be human at all!
It's impossible for people to look like that.
There are really dirty things in the haunted house!
run!
At this time, Huangban only had this thought in his mind, and started running with all his strength.
Stab, sting—
Behind him, the harsh friction sound sounded again.
It was the sound made by the huge ghost figure, using its sharp white claws to scratch across the wooden wall.
That thing is approaching quickly!
Huangban used all his strength and sprinted with all his strength, crashing into the secret door before being hit by the ghost. Then without losing speed, he quickly slid down the climbing ladder and returned to the specimen room on the second floor.
As he rushed out of the employee tunnel, he could hear a clicking sound behind him.
The ghost figure also squeezed into the passage.
That thing is still chasing me!
Huangban's legs were a little weak. He had just sprinted with all his strength, but he was almost caught despite being so far apart.
He felt that he couldn't outrun the white ghost next, so he quickly crawled down, rolled onto his side, and rolled under the iron rack where specimen glass bottles were stacked in the corner.
Arashan is still very familiar with the situation in the specimen room, and the place where he is hiding now can be considered hidden.
Just after hiding, Huangban held his breath and looked out from under the iron frame.
I was seeing that long, thin, huge voice, weirdly twisted, squeezing out of the narrow employee passage, and wandering around the room in a floating manner.
Because he was lying on the ground and his viewing angle was relatively low, Huangban couldn't see the entire opponent, and could only see the white afterimage spinning around.
He didn't dare to make a sound and desperately covered his mouth and nose.
After waiting like this for who knows how long, the white afterimage outside disappeared in a flash.
"Disappeared?" Huangban thought.
But he didn't dare to act rashly and just continued to hide under the iron frame.
You can't go out yet, you have to wait for the ghost to leave completely. You are not playing games in a haunted house now. If you are caught by that thing, you will definitely be eaten alive.
Just as he was thinking this, Huangban heard a slight sound of "click" coming from his ears.
It seemed that the iron frame he was hiding in was shaking slightly.
He felt something and turned his head in horror.
I saw a twisted face hanging upside down in the gap on one side of the iron frame, with long hair disheveled.
It was a completely white face smeared with white powder, with only the lips and eyelids reddish. It looked like Kabuki makeup, but it felt far more weird and grotesque than Kabuki!
The white face has a pair of red eyes, which are staring directly at Huang Ban at the moment.
Silence.
Just looking straight at it, I don't even know how long I have been looking at it.
When making eye contact, the red lips on the white face raised, revealing a weird and terrifying smile, as if to say:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Look, I caught you."
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When Kamiyagawa walked into the specimen room carrying a scary-looking chainsaw.
The "Chainsaw Doctor" wearing a blood-stained white coat had fainted from fright under the metal frame where he was hiding.
On one side of the shelf filled with formalin-soaked specimens, Prajna, who had taken off her mask of jealousy and turned back into a cold and arrogant girl, was floating quietly.
Kamiya stepped forward and pressed his temple: "Hey, it seems like you went too far. I just wanted to scare him away."
Before, Obara had accidentally scared the tourist beauty girl into fainting. But now, he had accidentally scared out a staff member of the haunted house who was following him.
Once alive, twice mature.
Kamiyagawa stretched out his fingers and felt the breath of the chainsaw doctor under the iron frame.
fine.
Breathing is also steady.
After confirming the status of the NPC who fainted from fright, Kamiyagawa took out a walkie-talkie.
This thing was just thrown into a room on the third floor by this guy on the ground.
Inside the walkie-talkie, there is a constant rustling sound. If you listen carefully, you can hear a female voice repeating: "Hello...I am...Hello...I am..."
"Mary, stop for a moment. Help me notify the first aid station inside the haunted house. Just tell me that in the specimen room scene on the second floor, a staff member fainted and asked them to come to the rescue."
Kamiya said this.
As soon as he finished speaking, the walkie-talkie in his hand returned to normal.
"oh……"
A clear response came from the walkie-talkie, and it beeped for half a minute before returning to a "fault state" with constant electric current.
Kamiyagawa carefully pulled out the waste board from under the iron frame, leaving behind the walkie-talkie and electric saw.
Then he turned to Huang Mao and ordered: "Dashi, check the situation here and make sure that this NPC is taken away by other haunted house staff."
Oishi Junma grinned and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, boss! If no one comes to save him, I will carry him to the first aid station myself, don't worry!"
After doing all this, Kamiyagawa headed towards the third floor again.
As he moves, four camera images will always disappear near him.
This is the work of brothers Takayama, Obara, and Mikami.
The reason Kamiyagawa brought the hearse group to the haunted house was also for this purpose——
After entering the key floor of the third floor, you may have to do things secretly, and you may have to look at your phone unruly from time to time.
In Ciji Hospital, if you are found to be carrying a mobile phone, you will be asked to leave.
Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, Kamiyagawa planned to simply hack the monitoring system of the haunted house during the activities on the third floor.
The specific operation is very simple——
That is to let Gao Shan, Obara and the others stand under the surveillance in an invisible state, and then perform a skill separation.
Wait until their head blocks the camera before fully revealing themselves.
Physical black surveillance.
After hacking the surveillance, Kamiya took out his cell phone from the [Mirage Bag] again.
As for what just happened.
Again, because you have to look for markers on the mobile phone map in the complicated building structure on the third floor.
Kamiya doesn't really want someone to keep following him and disturbing him.
Therefore, in the face of the "chainsaw doctor" who chases after him with a chainsaw and provides enthusiastic services, the only strategy is to scare him away.
I just didn't expect that my own ghost stories were a bit too strong.
But don’t say it yet.
They are born to do this.
Even the application of Bao performed well.
"Someday in the future, I don't want to be a co-host of ghosts and gods anymore. Maybe I can retire and learn to open a haunted house. If there are real ghost stories and actors in it, won't this be exciting to tourists?"
