Chapter 470 Do It?

The light on the printer suddenly turned on, and a piece of printing paper fell in front of the tail. This girl was the editor of a horror magazine, and she was quite courageous. The first reaction when she saw the piece of paper was not fear, but to put it away. Picked up: "Did I trigger some mechanism? Such good luck?"

She picked up the white paper and glanced at it. There was a very vague outline on the A4 paper.

"What?" Tail looked at it for a long time and couldn't understand it: "Anan, look at this piece of paper, it suddenly fell out of the printer, and there is a very light pattern on it."

Anan, who was studying the costume, took the blank paper, and he was a little confused when he looked at the vague outline on it: "There are no numbers and letters, so it shouldn't be a password or something."

Anan took out her mobile phone and took a picture: "It's just plain white paper, no interlayer."

He dipped a little saliva again and rubbed the white paper with a very light outline printed on it: "The color of the paper has not changed slightly, and there should be no chemicals on the surface."

I tried various methods, but Anan finally found that this seemed to be a very ordinary piece of white paper.

"I've watched so many suspense detectives, and I've tried every method I can think of." Anan returned the white paper to the tail: "Put it away, maybe it can be used in the next level."

"Okay." Tail folded the white paper, and before putting 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 to be a little clearer than before.

"Someone is controlling the printer?" Anan lifted the cover of the printer, checked it, and found no problems. This is a very ordinary printer: "It's really weird, it's all the things we've seen in our daily life. How can something so ordinary become evil after moving into this haunted house?"

Unplugging the plug, Anan didn't pay attention to the second sheet of paper that came out of the printer. He was a little flustered: "We've been delayed here for a long time. If we don't look for it, we'll leave first."

In the innermost part of the warehouse, Huya was admiring several paintings in the cabinet. Her expression was a little strange, and she seemed to be shocked by the strange and grotesque style of painting.

"Sister Huya? We should go." Anan urged.

"Look at these paintings, they seem to be drawn from the perspective of a dead person. I can even feel the desire of the painter almost to reveal the paper. He wants to experience life, as if he is about to emerge from the painting. It’s like dragging the viewer into the painting.” Huya took out her mobile phone and wanted to take a photo, but considering that it was in a haunted house, she endured it again: “I must have a good chat with the authors of these paintings when I have a chance in the future.

It would be perfect if we could ask him to draw illustrations for our magazine. "

"Your remarks made our artists hear and probably want to fry again." Anan smiled helplessly.

Huya and Anan walked outside, ready to leave.

With the tail behind, she was about to leave, but at this moment there was a light noise from the printer, and then the computer next to the printer started up by itself.

The surroundings are very quiet, any sound will be amplified, the tail is watching the computer screen light up by itself, and no one has touched it during the whole process.

"Is the boss of the haunted house controlling it in the background?"

The tail stopped in place, and his mind began to think wildly: "The owner of the haunted house can't waste space to set up a useless scene. Will the secret of this warehouse be hidden in the computer?"

When he first came in, the tail was very curious, why there must be something strange written on the entrance of such a dilapidated warehouse.

She widened her beautiful eyes and 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 vaguely printed on it.

At first, Tail thought it was the reflection of the screen, and reflected her face on it, but the more she looked at it, the more wrong she felt.

"This looks like a man's face?"

There was a lot of stuff in the warehouse, and it was messy. The three editors of the magazine were crowded in the innermost place, and the three of them were in a slightly outer position. There were some shabby shelves between them.

"Li Xue, look at the organ models in these glass jars, they are almost identical to the specimens in our school."

"It's the same scale as the real thing." As a medical student, he couldn't find any 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 school, but visiting a haunted house. .

"People who don't often deal with organs and organs can't make such a real model at all." The internal organ model is different from the doll model. It can only be seen by opening the body of a living creature. In addition, human internal organs are completely different from animals. Yes, Yang Chen can be sure that the specimen jars on the shelves are all human organ models: "The last time I visited the haunted house, I felt that the owner of the haunted house knows the human body very well. I especially understand that he is either a doctor who saves people or a butcher who kills people."

"Have you watched too many movies?" Wang Yan was a little scared by what Yang Chen said: "The owner of the haunted house is very detail-oriented, and these internal organs models are estimated to be customized by him."

"I don't think things are 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 completely different, but they are all so real, like reality. There really are these buildings in it as well as the corresponding myths."

The three medical students were about to leave the warehouse. Xiao Li grabbed his mobile phone and hadn't found a chance to take a picture yet. Further out was Bai Qiulin, who was blocking the door.

With one hand in his pocket, he glanced at Fan Cong casually.

The fat on his stomach trembled slightly, Fan Cong didn't know that he was being targeted, and he focused all his attention on the passage.

One after another, the wall lights went out, and the frequency seemed to be getting faster and faster, giving the impression that something was accelerating and rushing in the passage.

The fingers clenched subconsciously, Fan Cong's eyes slowly widened, darkness invaded, and the figures swayed, and some seemed to be lying on the ceiling.

The heart started beating wildly, Fan Cong grabbed Fan Dade's arm: "Brother, pay attention! Something is coming!"

"What?" Fan Dade was rather dull, and only started looking around after being reminded by Fan Cong.

"It's over there! Call them out!" Fan Cong remembered Anan's words, no matter what happened, everyone should get together.

"Don't panic, I'll go take a look." Fan Dade walked towards the crossroads. He was very timid. He just wanted to pretend to be in front of his younger brother. After taking two or three steps, he stopped and stretched out. Neck, looking hard at 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.