"Mr. Ma, I know you never believe in these things, but some things are really hard to explain." Shangguan Qinghong had a tense face, he really couldn't laugh now.

"Since we are here, we should make the best of it. We should remain calm when facing major events. Also, don't call me Mr. Ma here, just call me Brother Ma." The man was able to remain calm when entering such a gloomy and strange scene for the first time. He did have some extraordinary qualities. At least in terms of psychological quality, he had surpassed most ordinary people.

"I have a bad feeling now, Mr. Ma, why don't we come back another day? We were obviously tricked by Mr. Chen today. There must be countless traps in this scene. I don't care, the key is that you can't get hurt!" Shangguan Qinghong looked at the gloomy building, his legs unable to move forward.

"I really don't believe that playing in a haunted house can get people hurt. To put it another way, if I get hurt in his haunted house, I can just use it as an excuse to make a fuss." The man raised his hand: "There are many ways to destroy a haunted house. In my opinion, direct competition is the stupidest way."

"Do you have any other plans?"

"You don't have to worry about that. I came here in person today mainly to see what's so great about the haunted house that can make Jiang Jiu lose face. By the way, I want to let certain people in the company know that I can do what Jiang Jiu can't do, and I can do better than Jiang Jiu in what he can do." The man is very capable, and he gives people a sense of being sharp in the way he speaks and does things.

Shangguan Qinghong found that he couldn't persuade Mr. Ma at all, and he didn't have the face to give up at this time, so he had to bite the bullet and go with everyone else.

"Out of 10, I'd give it 8.5 for the atmosphere, scene layout, lighting, and sound effects." The stylishly dressed man touched the wall, feeling the touch from his fingertips: "It's very realistic, just like the real thing. The fact that this haunted house has become so big is not just luck, it has some real skills."

The fashionable man is mean, but he is quite capable in his professional field.

"Apart from the fact that it's real, I don't see any other advantages." The man in sunglasses crossed his arms over his chest and said with a hint of disdain, "The background of the story is vague, the identity of the tourists is not defined, and there is no sense of immersion at all. How can there be so many people praising such a haunted house online? I don't believe he didn't hire a group of Internet trolls."

"Believe it or not, you will cry soon." Heshan couldn't stand the man in sunglasses. He knew how terrible the four-star scene was. After being forcibly brought in by Teacher Wang, he was in a bad mood.

"We are all insiders. His tricks may fool you tourists, but it is basically impossible for him to fool us." The man in sunglasses took out his mobile phone and directly opened it to find the horror house on Dianping.com: "97% of all tourists who bought tickets found it scary, and 95% gave it high ratings. Do you think this is possible?"

"Impossible." Heshan shook his head. "I think 100% of the people feel terrified, and the other 3% are probably hired by the industry."

“Haha.” The man in sunglasses said sourly, “Let me tell you a true statistic from the industry. Even the best haunted house can’t scare everyone. The normal statistic for all of us is around 75%. Chen’s haunted house is too fake. Sometimes I find it ridiculous that a haunted house that became popular through hype and trolls is actually called the scariest haunted house in the country by ignorant people. It’s really funny.”

"Stop talking about industry insiders and stop talking about real data. I don't know how you get the qualifications to say this about other people's haunted houses?" Another student from Hanjiang Forensic Medicine School also spoke up. They were usually tortured by Chen Ge's haunted house, but if someone dared to say something bad about Chen Ge's haunted house, they would still be the first to stand up and refute.

"Just because my name is Fu Bole." The man in sunglasses seemed to be particularly famous in the circle, but the students of Hanjiang Forensic Medicine School were obviously hearing this name for the first time.

"What do I call you? Do I know you?"

"So you tourists are sometimes as innocent as blank sheets of paper. Do you know Lingjia? It's the largest chain haunted house in the country, with a total of 30 branches. I'm the chief designer of Lingjia." The man in sunglasses pointed at the people around him and said, "Everyone here is better than that guy named Chen. He has only been in the industry for a short time. All of us are his predecessors."

The man in sunglasses introduced the other people one by one. The fashionably dressed man was called Wei Chaochao, the designer of the Aozuka Haunted House in Japan.

The woman with a skull tattoo on her arm is nicknamed Sister Snake. She has participated in the design and production of many large haunted houses abroad. Later, she opened an escape room scene in China, called Possessed, which has the second highest praise rate after the horror house.

The other two fat men are twin brothers. The elder one is called Liang Er and the younger one is called Liang San. It is rumored that they had an older brother who died young. The fortune teller was afraid that the older brother would use them as substitutes, so he named the two brothers Liang Er and Liang San.

The two brothers work together to run Dream House, one of the top five haunted houses in the country. They are both designers and actors who are proficient in scary techniques.

The one who spoke the least among the few people was a middle-aged woman dressed casually. She seemed to be afraid of cold but not heat. Even though the temperature outside was so high, she still wore long sleeves and wrapped herself tightly.

This middle-aged woman was not talkative, and the man in sunglasses, Fu Bole, did not introduce her in detail. He just briefly talked about the haunted house she ran - Amnesia City.

The six of them are basically the top haunted house designers in the country. Many scenes that seem very scary to ordinary people are just average in their eyes, because they have seen too many of them.

The economy is not doing well this year, and the number of visitors to their haunted houses has decreased significantly. When they see Chen Ge's haunted house becoming very popular, they can't help but feel a little unbalanced.

"A group of haunted house designers come to challenge a haunted house? Interesting, I actually encountered such an interesting thing." The male tourist from Xinhai laughed sinisterly, and he looked at the other people around him: "Everyone, please introduce yourselves. If we want to pass this scene, we must work together."

After the male tourist finished speaking, no one paid attention to him. He did not feel embarrassed and said to himself: "Let me start first. My name is Gu Ren, and this is my girlfriend Fang Ying. We both like watching horror movies and are very interested in this kind of thing. We have also been to many haunted houses and can be considered veteran players."

"We are students of Hanjiang Medical College. My name is Heshan, and this is my senior Zuo Han. He has the highest cumulative score in our school." Heshan pointed to another student next to him. That student didn't like to talk much, but he was very handsome and seemed to be uninterested in everything. "And this is my teacher, his last name is Wang."

"Cumulative score?"

"There is a ranking list in the haunted house. Clearing difficult scenes will increase your points. Senior Zuo Han's score ranks third on the entire list, making him the most senior player." He Shan explained patiently. He has a good personality and is honest and kind by nature. It's a pity that he realized how dangerous the world is too early in Chen Ge's haunted house.

After everyone had introduced themselves, they all looked at Xiao Sun. He felt a little nervous being stared at. “My name is Sun Xiaojun, and I’m from the old city.”

Xiao Sun really wanted to act more normal, but he simply couldn't control himself. It was weird that he, a ghost, was so nervous when being stared at by a dozen living people.

"Okay, everyone has introduced themselves. Now let's discuss how to pass the level." The man in sunglasses, Fu Bole, stood up directly, looking like he was going to be the captain.

“Don’t even think about clearing the level. This is the first time a four-star scene is open, and we should aim to save our lives.” Zuo Han said unceremoniously.

"Don't get too caught up in the fun. Forget it. I can't explain it to you who are here to visit." Fu Bole didn't care what the tourists thought. After all, this was not his haunted house. The worse the tourists' experience was, the happier he was. "We only have one hour. It's very difficult to find the remains of the doll in such a large scene. So I suggest that we split up and work in groups of four so that we can complete the game more efficiently."

"I can tell you very clearly that acting separately is courting death." Zuo Han walked directly in front of Fu Bole and said, "Do you know how we cleared the three-star scene Living Coffin Village in the beginning?"

"The three-star scenario is simpler than the four-star scenario. There is no need to draw on your experience."

"I just want to tell you that when we went in as a group of ten, we all gathered together to transport the red wedding dress out, and we watched our teammates disappear one after another." Zuo Han stared into Fu Bole's eyes: "Even if we gathered together, we would still disappear inexplicably, not to mention acting separately."

"According to what you said, since we are all going to disappear anyway, why should we gather together?"

"Delay time. I don't know how the haunted house makes everyone lost, but at least the lost person can use his life to buy precious time. His death is not in vain. Do you understand?" Zuo Han's tone was a little impatient. He actually didn't want to waste time talking to Fu Bole, but there was no way. Nine of the tourists who came in this time were Fu Bole's people, and he had to discuss with these nine people.

“Use your own life to buy time?” Fu Bole and several other haunted house designers laughed: “Have you guys gone crazy playing haunted houses? Hey! You are their teacher, right? How do you usually teach your students? You are about to enter society, and you are still so naive.”

Several haunted house designers were laughing at the Hanjiang Forensic Medical School, but Teacher Wang's gaze did not linger on them. Instead, he kept looking at Zuo Han.

He knew very well how good Zuo Han was. He ranked first in the school's professional subjects, and his comprehensive scores in anatomy, advanced medical mathematics, medical physics, forensic toxicology, forensic pathology, forensic psychiatry, and criminal psychology broke the record of the Hanjiang Forensic Medical College in the past ten years.

Teacher Wang knew that Zuo Han would not lie, and he also knew that Zuo Han was very powerful, so he grabbed Zuo Han and refused to let go when he came in.

Heshan is the person who is most familiar with the owner and environment of the haunted house. Zuo Han is the person with the highest accumulated score in Hanjiang Forensic Medical College. Teacher Wang only has two hands, so he chose the two most reliable students.

When he decided to come in, Mr. Wang reduced the probability of his own accident to the lowest level, but after he came in, he found that he might have underestimated this haunted house.

Everything was too real, and the feeling even brought back some bad memories.

"You can insult me ​​now without restraint. I won't waste time arguing with you. I'm just telling you the most likely way to save your life. It's up to you to decide whether to believe it or not." Zuo Han spoke crisply. His eyes swept over Fu Bole and the others, and finally stopped at Ma Feng: "If there are any smart people here, you'd better do as I say. We are all in this together."

It seemed that Zuo Han could tell from his facial expressions that Ma Feng was the real core of the team, and his next sentence was directed to Ma Feng.

"I agree to go together." Shangguan Qinghong said decisively: "Do you still remember the advice the owner of the haunted house gave us before we entered the scene? He said not to let us contact anyone, including the people around us. This sentence is obviously to sow discord. He hopes that we will quarrel among ourselves."

Several people were arguing heatedly, and Xiao Sun stood by and didn't dare to say anything. He secretly wondered if his boss said that because he was worried that other tourists would not take him out to play, and was deliberately using provocation to get them to stay away.

"Stop arguing. It's safer to go together." Ma Feng spoke up, and Fu Bole didn't dare to refute. The team of fifteen people gathered together: "But our time is limited. It's a waste of time to squeeze together. Let's divide into three groups, five people in each group. After we enter a building together, we will move around as a group and then meet at the entrance of the building."

Ma Feng, as a senior executive, proposed the most reasonable solution.

"No." Zuo Han rejected the idea without thinking too much: "You don't know the methods of the haunted house owner. As long as we separate, he will find a way to completely dismember us. Besides, how can you be sure that there are no haunted house actors among us?"

Zuo Han's words made everyone nervous. They had heard similar rumors before coming to visit. Some of the tourists in this haunted house were disguised as employees, which made it impossible for tourists to trust each other.

"The nine of us are together. There are definitely no actors among us. But you guys are very suspicious." Fu Bole stared at Zuo Han and He Shan: "It's rare for a teacher to take the lead in playing in a haunted house. Are you really students and teachers of the Forensic Medicine School?"

"Before you doubt me, I want to tell you one thing. I hope you nine can remember it clearly." Zuo Han said coldly: "Based on some previous experiences, I infer that there are actors in this haunted house who can imitate voices. They can make the same voices as us, so we cannot determine anyone's identity based on voice alone. You must also remember to protect your mobile phones. Even if you receive calls and messages from your companions, don't believe them easily."

"Is it that excessive?" Fu Bole's voice was not so confident.

"There are even more outrageous things." Zuo Han hesitated a little: "When I encounter a problem, I will try my best to find the answer. After playing in this haunted house many times, I gradually came up with a guess that overturned all my cognition."

"What guess?"

"This haunted house... might actually be haunted."