☆, 68 Weird Attic
What the hell is this hide-and-seek? I’m almost scared to death, okay? Zhang Yao’s face turned pale. He subconsciously took two steps back, but stepped on the head of the teddy bear on the ground. It fell to the ground with a thud, and the back of its head hit the ground hard with a dull thud.
After all, it weighed nearly 160 kilograms, and it landed so hard that the floor shook. Whether intentionally or not, the girl's body, hanging from the ceiling, suddenly fell directly onto Zhang Yao. Her soft skin felt almost like a real person, and her rotting lips were less than three centimeters from Zhang Yao. With a slight raise of his head, they could be pressed tightly against him.
"Oh shit!" Zhang Yao screamed, his mind going blank.
Then, the girl laughed even more happily, "Ghost, I found you."
The hand with long nails stabbed into Zhang Yao's chest fiercely and grabbed his heart.
"Courage is inversely proportional to weight. Did this guy get into the special case team through the backdoor?" Yu Jiuyin, who was closely observing Zhang Yao, gave him a zero in his evaluation. Guiwa curled his lips in disdain, thinking that this guy was simply stupid.
However, the newcomers in the other four rooms were not much better than Zhang Yao.
Among them, the psychologist named Mingyu was almost unable to hold on. He even felt that Yu Jiuyin might be the real psychopath.
Unlike the rooms that others entered, the room Mingyu entered was a white-collar apartment.
With an area of less than seven square meters, the OFT structure not only fails to make the apartment look more spacious, but makes the whole house even more cramped because of the attic.
"The details are quite good." Mingyu didn't move anything in the room easily, just observing it carefully with his eyes. But in the end, apart from a few large plastic boxes of cat litter, there was nothing else.
But the cat litter in the boxes had nothing suspicious except a foul odor from being used. Mingyu even searched several times with a nearby shovel, but found nothing suspicious.
"So this is just a simple cat-raising expert? No, it can't be that simple. There must be something wrong with this house." Mingyu was silent for a moment, then took out a notebook and wrote down his observations, even adding diagrams to mark some of the areas he considered important. This process took him a full twenty minutes, already a third of the way to the one-hour time limit.
Even so, Mingyu remained unfazed. He understood that no case was perfect; there would always be a glimmer of truth. He even took the time to analyze Yu Jiuyin's purpose in designing the haunted house. He believed that these seemingly ordinary structures, devoid of any horror elements, were simply designed to confuse and relax visitors.
When tourists think there's no danger here, terrifying things will quietly happen around them. Mingyu believes that this is the core psychological tactic of Yu Jiuyin's haunted house, and it works every time.
But many times, even if we understand the truth, it becomes terrifying when it happens to us. During the search, Mingyu suddenly discovered that the box he had recorded as being empty suddenly emitted a strong odor.
He looked again and found that the empty box was suddenly filled with used cat litter.
"How could it appear out of nowhere?" Mingyu instinctively began searching. But the more he searched, the more he felt something was amiss, because he discovered that another empty plastic box had also been filled. Meanwhile, the calendar next to him showed another day had passed. As for the smell in the room, it was becoming even more pronounced.
The downstairs area of this small apartment, less than seven square meters, is almost entirely filled with plastic boxes of discarded cat litter, except for the entrance. The stench is horrible and nauseating, and even with the exhaust fan and the newly purchased air purifier, the stench is still not enough to overcome the extremely disgusting smell.
What's more, how many cats does the owner of this apartment have to use a basin of cat litter every day?
The more Mingyu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He felt that the cat litter must be the clue.
He subconsciously walked to the latest basin of cat litter and turned the entire plastic box upside down.
The cat litter in the box splattered all over the floor. At the bottom of the sand, a small piece of white material caught Mingyu's attention. He put on gloves and picked it up, then he couldn't help but shudder.
It was a small piece of finger bone. Its glacial white color stung the eyes, and the devil's box was completely opened.
Mingyu discovered over thirty finger bones like this one in the newest plastic bin. Crucially, they came from different people. Having studied forensics, he could roughly determine the victim's basic information based on the length of the finger bones. What was certain was that at least eight of the victims were either deceased or injured.
It seemed that this was the so-called clue, so Mingyu decided to open the other boxes in one go. But at this moment, the phone in the corner rang, indicating that there was a message.
Mingyu walked over and turned on the phone. It said, "Don't force me anymore. I won't die with you."
Die together, group suicide
Mingyu checked all the text messages and call records on this phone, and finally found that in just two and a half weeks, this phone had conversations with nearly forty people from all over the world.
Such frequent and irregular calls were really strange. However, when Mingyu opened the chat app on his phone, he finally understood the specific source of these strange calls.
Suicide Wall
"I feel like I can't live anymore, but my fear doesn't even allow me to have enough courage to die. I want to find someone who is willing to commit suicide with me."
The content of the suicide companion recruitment attracted innocent people who were also on the verge of collapse, and when those innocent passers-by came to the apartment after the phone call, the killing began.
Regardless of whether they really have the courage to commit suicide, they are destined to die once they enter this room.
As his thoughts expanded, Mingyu found more and more clues. The bottle of sleeping pills, the faint bloodstains in the gaps between the bathroom tiles, and the knives hanging on the wall next to the induction cooker, no matter how you look at it, they all seem too sharp.
Mingyu felt he had roughly reconstructed the truth of the case, but the most important question remained: where were the rest of the body hidden? And the stench in the house was clearly not just from cat litter; it was more likely the smell of a rotting corpse.
Feeling that he was getting closer to the truth, Mingyu finally became excited. He emptied all the plastic buckets filled with cat litter and tried to find the body hidden inside.
But no, not just one no, but all no
But even so, the stench in the room became stronger and stronger, so strong that it made people unable to breathe.
There must be something wrong with these cat litters, but Mingyu was completely confused as to where the problem was. But at this moment, there was a sudden "da da" sound from the attic upstairs, as if something was colliding.
Mingyu looked up and saw a black shadow rising from above. The pale face was ordinary, but the eyes were frighteningly black.
Something was wrong. How could there be another person in this house, so engrossed in the investigation? Mingyu had long forgotten that this wasn't a real crime scene, but a genuine haunted house. Rather than the so-called truth, the real purpose of this place was to scare tourists into tears.
So when he saw someone in the attic, his first reaction was to catch that person, but what if that person was not a person at all?
Mingyu stared at his empty hands, completely stunned. But being stunned in this situation meant death. When the high-concentration sleeping pills were fed into his mouth, Mingyu completely lost his ability to resist.
Then he completely understood where the bodies of those people had gone, because he himself was the same as them.
The cleaned bones were ground into powder in the grinder and mixed into the cat litter. His head was placed under the bed in the attic, along with ten other people's.
As for the empty plastic box under the attic, it was also filled up. I just don’t know who will get the next one.
"Isn't it too cruel?" In the control room, Yu Jiuyin touched the little head of the ghost doll. He didn't know where he got all these ideas for tricking people from. They were never the same.
However, the ghost doll wrinkled his nose and said that he was not that bad, it was obviously those people who were too stupid to get out of such a small room.
Yu Jiuyin sighed, feeling that the Rongqing Special Case Team members were truly unremarkable. But upon closer inspection, it made sense. After all, the true Celestial Masters were all in the Metaphysical Association. His master had also said that many powerful predecessors were so secluded that they were practically impossible to find.
Many of those in the Special Case Team were unable to join the Metaphysics Association, so they chose to join as a second choice. Furthermore, there weren't always that many geniuses in this world.
Yu Jiuyin thought about it and wrote a 40 on Mingyu's assessment. His observation was quite careful, but he strayed from the key points of the test.
Then he looked at the other three, and sure enough, they were all wiped out. He asked Guiwa to remove the illusion and called Lao Er and the others to come and pick them up.
Outside the door, the five veteran team members waiting for the second batch of training looked numbly at their colleagues being carried out, and they were saying a thousand p's in their hearts. I knew that Yu Jiuyin's haunted house was scary, but was it really this scary?
The point is, as soon as the five came out, Yu Jiuyin held the ghost doll and asked them to go in, and said something that made them completely despair, "Upgraded version, escape from there alive in one hour"
Escape alive, so what will they encounter?
The five people were already on the verge of tears before they even entered the haunted house, but they had no choice but to go inside. By the time Rongqing arrived, the rest area was already littered with people. Two people who had just woken up collapsed at the sight of him.
"Team leader, wow, wow, this is so scary." We are all grown men, and it is embarrassing to be scared like this.
Rongqing frowned in disgust and didn't want to admit that this was his team member.
Yu Jiuyin smiled and handed the evaluation summary to Rongqing. "The average score is no more than 50. What a bunch of garbage."
"Then continue practicing." Rong Qing took a quick look and handed them all to Yu Jiuyin without hesitation.
When the ghost doll heard this, he immediately smiled excitedly.
As for the other team members, they wished they could faint again. No, they would be scared to death, okay?
And so, the Special Case Team's chaotic and perverse training began as planned. Almost every other day, the entire team was annihilated and carried out of the haunted house by Xu Wang and his team. Their initial disdain for Rong Qing had turned into admiration. As for Yu Jiuyin, these ten people were like mice seeing a cat, their calves clenching at the sight of Yu Jiuyin.
But there was indeed an effect. The training where Yu Jiuyin's mistake would mean death did help them grow quickly.
"Jiuyin, thank you." In the evening, in Yu Jiuyin's room, Rongqing looked at the recent results of several people and solemnly thanked Yu Jiuyin.
Yu Jiuyin teased him with a smile, "Your words are so insincere, Rongrong, why don't you be more practical?"
Rong Qing stared at him for a while, "What do you think is real?"
For example, Jinqian Yujiuyin was about to continue the fight when he was suddenly interrupted by the warmth on his cheek. When he turned around again, he only saw Rongqing's red ear tip, which was exposed when he turned his head away.
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