Zhang Jingjiu is a very nice person. He is probably the most innocent actor in the whole haunted house.

In fact, he also wanted to scare tourists like other colleagues. He recalled the appearance of the hotel owner in his mind and thought about those perverted little games.

But it was his first day at work after all, and he was not mentally prepared yet. When he saw the miserable looks of the tourists, he felt a little bit sorry.

"Come in, this is your safe haven." Zhang Jingjiu thought to himself that even if he couldn't scare the tourists, he should at least let them feel his sincerity. This is the basic quality that a person working in the service industry should have.

The woman was a little hesitant, but the man was already like a frightened bird.

"Don't go over there!" Every time Zhang Jingjiu said this, the male student took a step back.

"I really don't mean anything else, I just feel so sorry for you." Zhang Jingjiu wondered why it was so difficult since he just wanted to do something good.

"Wang Yan, why don't you just believe him this time?" The woman got up from the ground and said in a low voice.

"Haven't you learned enough lessons?! The employees in this haunted house are either wolves in sheep's clothing or devils hiding in living people's bodies! How can you be naive enough to believe them?" The male student dragged his tired body and retreated to the "kennel" opposite the hotel.

When the woman noticed her companion leaving, she quickly followed.

Seeing the two tourists run into the "doghouse" scene by themselves, Zhang Jingjiu had a bitter face, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "A wolf in sheep's clothing? A devil hiding in a living person's body? It seems that I have seriously lowered the average business ability of the haunted house employees."

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"Wang Yan, I really can't run anymore. Let's take a break." Wang Yan's girlfriend held onto the wall, gasping for breath. It was the first time she realized that visiting a haunted house was such a tiring thing.

"It's not time to rest yet. This house gives me a bad feeling." Wang Yan has now developed his intuition. He scanned everything in the yard and his eyes finally stopped on a wooden doghouse.

"We haven't seen any houses built for pets in other scenes. There must be something wrong with this place."

Wang Yan felt as if there was a fire burning in his chest, but he didn't dare to stop. No place in the scene was safe, and if he stopped, he would be entangled by more things.

He took a deep breath, then lay down in the "kennel" and looked outside.

Although the light was on in the restaurant opposite, the haunted house staff did not go far away. The other party might be deliberately luring them.

The street was pitch black and they could vaguely see dark shadows swaying, as if someone was standing on the side of the road waving at them.

The hotel is not safe, and the streets are not safe either. Now my physical strength has reached its limit and I can no longer run.

"Or, let's give up." Wang Yan's girlfriend said, her eyes were wet and her makeup was smudged by fear.

"I've visited this haunted house many times, but I've never walked out of it standing. Now the visiting time is almost up, and I can make it through if I hold on a little longer. It would be a shame to give up now." Considering that his girlfriend was exhausted, Wang Yan decided to hide in this room for the time being.

"I've been in so many empty houses before and nothing happened. I hope I'm just overthinking this time."

After closing the yard door, Wang Yan and his girlfriend entered the kennel.

The door opened and the wind chimes hanging on the door made a sound, as if notifying the owner of the house that someone was coming in.

"There's a wind chime hanging on the door, which is quite artistic." Wang Yan looked into the room. The room was an imitation Japanese-style structure with a long and narrow corridor in the middle and separated rooms on both sides. The floor was paved with wood and there were a few pairs of slippers thrown at the door.

"Wang Yan, do you smell a fragrance? It seems to be the smell of air freshener." Wang Yan's girlfriend pulled Wang Yan's clothes and moved carefully: "Other haunted houses will deliberately create some strange smells to enhance the sense of horror, but this haunted house is afraid that tourists will feel uncomfortable, so it sprays so much air freshener."

"Wait a minute!" Wang Yan suddenly stopped and looked back at his girlfriend: "What did you just say?"

"There's a lot of air freshener in this room..."

"I said there was something wrong with this house! Let's go back the same way and go somewhere else." Wang Yan had just entered the house and turned around to leave before he even walked inside.

"What's wrong with spraying air freshener?" Wang Yan's girlfriend still doesn't understand the key point.

"There is no smell of air freshener in other rooms, only in this room, and the smell is very strong, which means that the other party deliberately wants to use the smell of air freshener to cover up the original smell in the house!" Wang Yan's forehead was already sweating: "Last month, when Forensic Doctor Liu gave an open class, he cited a case in which the suspect killed someone and dismembered the body, then hid the body at home and transported part of it out every day. He was worried that the house would smell too bad, so he bought a lot of air fresheners to cover up the stench of the corpse. Later, when the police found the body, Forensic Doctor Liu discovered that there was a smell of air freshener left on the body, and he followed the clues and caught the suspect."

Wang Yan never expected that the knowledge he learned in class would be put into practice during his visit to the haunted house.

It wouldn't be a big deal if he had any other profession, but the key point is that he studied forensics.

"You said the air freshener is to cover up the stench of the corpse?" Wang Yan's girlfriend also started to panic. Visiting a haunted house might lead to a murder case. Who could stand that?

"It's not necessarily to cover up the stench of the corpse, it could also be to cover up other smells." Wang Yan is no longer the hot-tempered young man he used to be. After experiencing many setbacks, he has been reborn.

When I opened the door again, the wind chimes made a shrill sound again.

At first Wang Yan didn’t think there was anything wrong, but just when the sound of the wind chimes was about to disappear, a very weak male voice came into Wang Yan’s ears.

"Save me, take me away with you."

Standing at the door, Wang Yan looked back and saw that there were no other men in the dark corridor.

"Did you hear a man crying for help?" Wang Yan asked his girlfriend, who shook her head.

"Am I too nervous and have hallucinations?" He turned his hand to close the door, and when the door panel hit the wind chimes, the man's voice appeared again.

"Don't leave me here! Help me!"

Wang Yan was sure that there was a man calling for help. He raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Wind chimes?"

The man's voice seemed to come from the wind chime. Wang Yan opened the door again and reached out to grab the wind chime.

He shook it gently, and a man's face vaguely appeared on the inner wall of the wind chime.