Chapter Nine Hundred and Twenty-Three: A Trace of Haze Suddenly Appears in a Young Life

"413? This number is a bit familiar. I seem to have seen it on the paper ball next to the ghost doll just now." Lan Dong took out the bunch of keys from his pocket: "A student saw the ghost in the corner when he went to 413 dormitory. Baby, if there is a key to the 413 dormitory in this bunch of keys, it can prove from the side that my previous deduction is correct."

"The red light that ran into the dormitory just now hasn't come out yet. If you go over now, you may just meet him." The cameraman was the first to spot the red light, and he persuaded him in a low voice.

"It's been a long time since we've been in the haunted house. I haven't seen the actors in the haunted house yet. Now I can go and see them." Lan Dong pushed the black-rimmed glasses, his dark eyes were hidden under the thick lenses, no one knew him What was he thinking: "There are four of us, and there is only one other party. We can block him in the room, and let the netizens in Brother Brother's live broadcast room have a good look at what the actor looks like."

"Aren't you afraid?" The cameraman was tall, but even in the dark corridor, he was a little flustered.

"Isn't there a saying on the Internet? The best way to get rid of fear is to face it, and I'm helping you get rid of your fear now." Lan Dong smiled a little creepily, and he seemed very satisfied with his performance.

With the key in hand, Lan Dong and the others stopped at the door of dormitory 413: "School, are you sure that thing ran into this dormitory?"

"The camera has captured it all. If you don't believe me, you can ask the netizens in the live broadcast room." Many people in Liu Zai's live broadcast room also saw the red light, and it scared them enough in broad daylight.

"I don't believe you, take it easy, we're here to visit the haunted house, we're here to play." Lan Dong picked up the keys and began to try one by one: "This haunted house is a bit scary, but it's the same as the place where we tried our courage before. It’s far worse than the comparison, after all, this haunted house is just a defective imitation.”

Click...

With a soft bang, the dormitory door was opened.

"I guessed right." Lan Dong grabbed the doorknob: "Where do you think the haunted house actors will hide to scare us? Behind the door? Under the bed? Or behind the curtain?"

Lan Dong's words seemed to be intended to be heard by the people in the room, the corners of his mouth raised, and he glanced back at everyone: "Why are you not talking?"

"Brother Dong, I think it's better for us not to stay on the bottom floor for too long. Xiaochun's intuition has always been accurate..." Ali was rather cautious.

"You really can't experience the fun of a haunted house at all. It's such an exciting thing to encounter the fright that you don't know when it will appear in an unknown scene!" After obtaining the key props on the ghost doll, he explained After opening a puzzle, Lan Dong is a little swollen now: "This is how a haunted house should be played, enjoy the thrill of solving puzzles, and release the usual depression to the fullest."

Pushing open the door, Lan Dong scanned around with his mobile phone.

This dormitory seems ordinary at first glance, but after staying for a long time, you will find that there are many things that are hidden in the room.

There was a bloodstained pajamas hanging behind the door, and the handle of the knife was exposed under the pillow. It was clearly a male dormitory, but there were women's shoes next to the bed, and the total number of shoes was an odd number, which meant that not all the shoes here were for wearing. of.

Torn textbooks and homework were scattered on the ground, most of which had the same name written on them - Lin Sisi.

There were nicks made by a knife on the cabinet, and the armrest of the innermost bed was stained red with blood. In the entire dormitory, only that bed was piled up with sundries and all kinds of rubbish.

"Don't hide,

Come out! " Lan Dong yelled into the house, but got no response.

After looking at the door, he opened the curtains and opened all the wardrobes in the dormitory, but he didn't find the red shadow.

"Brother Camera, are you sure that thing ran into this dormitory?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, and I can't be wrong."

Lan Dong nodded, his eyes rolled, and when he walked to the innermost part of the dormitory, he suddenly got down on his body and looked under the bed.

"Under the bed is the easiest place to hide dirty things." Lan Dong is not afraid of getting his clothes dirty, he wants to find out the haunted house actor, and see for himself what kind of ability the other party has that can scare the male assistant to collapse.

"Why not?" Lan Dong touched his nose: "I know, there are secret passages in the dormitory, and the haunted house actors go to and from various scenes through the secret passages."

He looked around, and there were black human-shaped shadows in the walls of the upper bunk of the dormitory, and each shadow was nailed with nails.

"Why are there so many nails on the wall? Could it be to indicate the location of the secret passage?" Lan Dong's eyes were attracted by the nails on the wall, and he climbed onto the bed to take a closer look.

The rest of the people wandered around the room. Ali picked up the torn homework on the ground, and he was the first to discover the name on the homework: "Who is Lin Sisi?"

Continuing to search, Ali found that many things in the dormitory were related to Lin Sisi.

Lin Sisi's name was written next to the dirtiest bed, and Lin Sisi's name was also written on the most shabby cabinet.

"Campus bullying? Is the scene design of this haunted house still linked to social hotspots?" Ali turned Lin Sisi's bed and found a mobile phone under the water-stained pillow: "I'll go? Use mobile phones as props for the haunted house scene? Boss Aren't you afraid that tourists will steal this phone?"

"I've never heard of a haunted house using a mobile phone as a prop. I guess the haunted house actor escaped too hastily just now and forgot to take it away." Liu Zai smiled slightly at the camera.

"It doesn't look like it." Ali pressed the power button, and the screen of the phone lit up after a while: "Can it still be turned on normally?"

"I just said it was the actors of the haunted house. The actors of this little haunted house are too disrespectful." Liu Zai held the folding fan, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "there is probably a conversation between the owner of the haunted house and the staff on the mobile phone. They must Constant contact, trying to scare us."

"That's not true." Ali said honestly: "This mobile phone only has four functions: message, call, photo album and shooting. There is no password set, and..."

Ali clicked on the screen, and swiped around with the phone: "There is a message saying that this phone can take pictures of things that ordinary people can't see...ah!"

He was just trying, but when the mobile phone was transferred to the bed where Lan Dong was, he suddenly screamed, his hand was not steady, and the mobile phone fell directly to the ground.

Lan Dong, who was squatting on the upper bunk, was also taken aback by Ali, and turned around and shouted, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Brother Dong!" Ali's face was pale, and he stammered a little: "When I scanned you with my mobile phone, I saw a doll lying on your neck. Like pulling your head off."

The 413 dormitory became quiet instantly, Lan Dong's Adam's apple rolled, and he touched his neck subconsciously.