Fan Cong's arms, waving wildly, hit the leading doctor. He didn't know what he had touched, but it felt wet.

"Why are all these doctors' coats wet?"

Tilting his head, Fan Cong glanced at the doctor out of the corner of his eye. The place where the doctor's collar was hit by his finger was dented and did not recover for a long time.

"His neck?"

The scene in front of me was very scary. The doctor was wrapped in a uniform, but there was a dent on his neck, which looked very discordant. It was as if the uniform was not wrapped in a person, but a clay sculpture.

The uniform was dented and there was a gap at the doctor's collar. A strong smell of formaldehyde emanated from it, choking Fan Cong so that he couldn't open his eyes.

"You are full of energy, your speech is incoherent, and your behavior is disordered. These are the signs of mania. It seems that you are really seriously ill." The sagging collar of the leading doctor slowly returned to normal. He winked at the two doctors next to him and said, "Stop him. Let's do a comprehensive examination on him."

"I'm not sick!" Fan Cong was really desperate. If he went to other haunted houses, the worst that could happen was that he would be scared unconscious, but in this haunted house, he could be rescued even if he fainted. What he couldn't understand was what kind of mentality would a person with such superb medical skills have to run to a haunted house to be an extra?

"I'm really not sick, don't come over here!"

Hearing Fan Cong's screams, the leading doctor shook his head and said, "Whether you are sick or not does not depend on you, but on the doctor. If you don't believe me, you can go to the nearest hospital for a comprehensive examination."

…

Fan Cong's screams echoed in the underground scene. All the tourists who heard it couldn't help but shudder and looked towards the direction where the sound came from with sympathy.

"This voice sounds familiar." Xiao Li squatted on the ground and whispered to Bai Qiulin beside him.

"It seems that Fan Cong and Fan Dade are in trouble. We don't need to rescue them." Bai Qiulin still had that cold tone and ignored everyone, like a lone wolf.

The wall lamp in the passage lit up again, and the monster lying on top of Huya's head had disappeared.

"What was that just now?" An Nan trotted over and held up Hu Ya: "Did you see it clearly just now?"

Huya shook his head: "It seems to have no face, and the head is empty."

"The head is empty? That can't be a stuntman. Could it be a robot?" Anan looked up at the ceiling. There were water stains on the top of the white-painted passage.

"This haunted house looks very rustic, but I didn't expect it to incorporate so many high-tech technologies. The boss is really willing to invest and is not afraid of wasting money." The speaker may not have intended it, but the listener took it to heart. Xiao Li took out his mobile phone and secretly wrote down this important discovery, then pressed the send button to pass on the information.

"Yeah, the owner of this haunted house is really hardworking. I heard that the props in the haunted house are different from those in other industries. They cannot be recycled, and basically no one wants them except those in the same industry." Lao Zhou and Duan Yue were very close to Xiao Li, and everything he had just done was seen by the two of them.

With a smile on his face, Lao Zhou let go of Duan Yue's hand, and the two of them stood on both sides of Xiao Li, sandwiching him in the middle.

When Xiao Li saw Lao Zhou coming, he turned around and said a few words to him. He had a good impression of Lao Zhou. In his opinion, Bai Qiulin was the most reliable of all people, and the best people were Lao Zhou and his wife.

“The lights are on, hurry up and look for the tail.” Yang Chen glanced at the time: “I calculated that there was a three and a half minute interval between the two lights going out. I’m not sure if this time is fixed or random. If it is fixed, I suggest that we find a relatively safe place in the next three minutes and wait until the next light goes out.”

Yang Chen glanced at the people in the team, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head after saying this: "Fan Cong and Fan Dade are already in trouble, and now there are only a few of us left. Let's gather together, just the few of us, first take a look at what the monster in the dark looks like, and determine what kind of danger we will encounter after turning off the lights. After figuring this out, we will look carefully and make the next plan."

He had a vague guess in his mind, and combined with his previous experience of visiting the haunted house, Yang Chen looked at other tourists in a different way than before.

He didn't dare to speak out his thoughts, for fear that the hidden guy would take advantage of him, so he could only look for it himself.

Find that person before something happens to the next tourist.

Yang Chen is very smart, but considering his age, he is just a college freshman, just twenty years old.

He attaches great importance to completing the haunted house, which is a challenge and proof for him. But other tourists are different, such as Anan and Huya. For them, finding the lost tail is the most important thing compared to completing the haunted house.

"There are only two roads in total, and the probability of the tail taking this road is very high." Anan didn't continue speaking, but his meaning was already very clear.

The two editors from the Most Thrilling Magazine walked away. Bai Qiulin obviously didn’t take Yang Chen’s words to heart. He and Xiao Li followed closely behind.

"Old Yang, why don't we just ignore them and go on our own." Wang Yan was impatient: "We are not familiar with them, so if they want to find us, they can go find us on their own."

"It's better to be together." Yang Chen stared at the backs of An Nan and Hu Ya, his eyes changed slightly, and he thought of a detail.

When signing the waiver agreement, Lao Zhou and the three medical students signed it inside the house, but he did not see other tourists signing the waiver agreement.

"Yes, they came in directly, saving the process of signing an agreement."

A vortex seemed to appear in Yang Chen’s heart, affecting all his memories: “That is to say, the person I’m looking for should be hiding among the six people who entered the haunted house later. Some of them didn’t even sign the waiver agreement!”

Fear slowly crept up his body, and Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He recalled the conversation between him and the owner of the haunted house. They wanted to gather ten people together to visit the haunted house.

If there were not ten people gathered by the end, is it possible that the owner of the haunted house could let his employees blend in and pretend to be tourists?

The owner of the haunted house had done such things before. He encountered it once when he visited Muyang Middle School last time.

“I understand.” Yang Chen sneered, “No wonder I always feel like I’m being led by the nose. Every suggestion I make is refuted by someone. It turns out there’s a ghost mixed in with our team.”

He discovered the flaw of the haunted house owner, but he didn't tell anyone about the secret. He just focused all his attention on the few tourists who entered the haunted house later.

"The editor, the mechanic, and even the cook who suddenly fell ill and has gone missing. Each of them is a strong suspect."