The sound of the door closing startled all the tourists, and they all turned to look at Chen Ge.

"If I don't close the door, I always feel like something is coming. To avoid being attacked from both sides, it's safer this way."

Chen Ge made up an excuse and looked at the police: "Have you ever been to this scene?"

"Well, the hotel scene is a buffer zone for tourists to relax. After this scene is over, you only need to experience one more scene to complete the game."

After hearing what the police said, everyone perked up. This nightmarish haunted house visit was finally coming to an end.

"Buffer zone? Doesn't that mean this scene isn't scary?" Chen Ge rarely saw a buffer zone built in a haunted house.

"There are no ghosts in this scene. There are twelve rooms in total, and a murderer is hiding in one of the rooms. We just need to avoid the murderer's pursuit and find the secret passage hidden in the hotel to escape." The police no longer concealed the truth. He also wanted to leave this haunted house as soon as possible.

"Where was the secret passage when you last visited?"

"The secret passage is not fixed. There is a secret passage in each of the twelve rooms, but only one room has a secret passage that is not locked. This scenario depends on luck. There may be an unlocked secret passage in the first door we push open, or there may be a murderer hiding in the first door we push open." The police spread his hands and said, "I have told you everything I know. If there is an accident again this time, don't blame me."

"The medium difficulty level means there is a murderer hiding in twelve rooms and an unlocked secret passage. The hell level difficulty level means all the secret passages are locked, and there is a murderer hiding in every room." Chen Ge stood near the bar. He looked at the man with glasses again: "Detective, do you have any clues?"

"Well, I received the message when I just entered this scene." The man with glasses showed the message on his watch to everyone - don't open the door casually.

"It seems that what Chen Ge said is right. There may be murderers hiding in all twelve rooms, so we should not open the door casually." The police laughed dryly. If this is true, then the clues he provided will be useless.

"Shh, don't talk yet." Chen Ge suddenly raised his hand. He used his ghost ears to hear the repetitive footsteps and a woman's crazy laughter.

The sound was faint and came from underground.

"This hotel is not as simple as it seems. It may have several floors. No matter how scary the upper floor is, it is only superficial. The lower floors are the really tricky parts." Chen Ge's voice was very low, and it made people feel creepy.

"How do you know all this?" the woman with long black hair asked in a low voice. She now had a very different opinion of Chen Ge.

"A haunted house that truly pursues the ultimate horror experience will not set up a buffer in the scene. Wave after wave of continuous fright like the waves of the ocean is what haunted house designers pursue." Chen Ge will not tell other tourists that even if there is a buffer zone in the haunted house where the red ghost lives, the buffer zone will not play a buffering role and they must be careful at all times.

"The police told us that we can find a secret passage by opening the door, but the detective was told not to open the door casually. This is very contradictory. Who should we listen to now?" Chen Ge said, and then looked at the youngest boy: "All of us told him our professions, except you. We have come this far together, and you still don't trust us?"

The young man shook his head: "It's not that I don't trust you, my ability is very important and can only be used once."

Chen Ge did not force it. Time was limited, so all the tourists began to search the hotel separately. Soon they discovered all kinds of strange places.

The hotel was the largest scene they had ever entered. It was divided into three floors, two above ground with six rooms on each floor, and another underground floor, but the passage leading to the underground was locked by an iron door.

There is a staircase on each side of the hotel. The corridor looks normal on the surface, but if you look closely, you can see many traces of being hit by blunt objects, nail holes remaining on the door panels, and blood stains on the ground that have not been cleaned up.

In addition, Chen Ge also found a lot of pages in the hotel that looked like they were torn from detective novels, with red paint on them indicating the time in the early morning and the place where someone died.

There are also various complex symbols painted in every corner of the hotel, like devilish graffiti.

Although the whole scene is not as professional as Chen Ge’s haunted house, it can still be given a score of seven, and the atmosphere is very good.

"There is no way out. The exit should be hidden inside the room, just like the police said." Several tourists gathered at the bar again. They discussed whether to push the door and try their luck. Chen Ge stood by and said nothing.

"What are you thinking about?" The police noticed Chen Ge's abnormality.

"The clock on the wall keeps ticking." Chen Ge pointed to a humble clock hanging on the dirty wall above the bar.

"Isn't it normal that the watch is running?" the policeman was a little puzzled.

"Look carefully, this clock is running backwards. It was three o'clock in the morning when we first came in, and now it's two fifty-four in the morning."

"A clock that runs backwards? What does that mean?"

"I don't know." Chen Ge shook his head. "Let's not worry about this. You said before that the secret passage is hidden in the room. If we want to leave, we must push open the door. I just observed the doors of the twelve guest rooms and found that there were some small holes nailed on each door."

"Hole? Is it for us to observe the inside of the room through the hole?" The tourists gathered towards Chen Ge involuntarily.

"It shouldn't be. There's a layer of reinforced door panel on the other side of the door, so you can't peek into the room through the small hole." Chen Ge took out his mobile phone. "The positions of the small holes on each door are different. Some of them look familiar to me. I tried to connect them with wires, and I got an unexpected result."

"What's the catch?"

"The holes made with nails represent stars. Connecting all the stars correctly will form a constellation. The first door is Aries, the second door is Taurus, and the twelve doors correspond to the twelve signs of the zodiac."

The tourists were all surprised when they heard Chen Ge's analysis. They felt that although they were in the same scene as Chen Ge, they were not playing the same game.

"Then...what clues can the zodiac give us?" The police lowered his voice for fear of disturbing Chen Ge's thoughts.

"That's where the trouble lies. The zodiac has many meanings. It is not only a constellation, but also corresponds to time and can be used as a password." Chen Ge looked at his phone: "This word comes from Greece and originally means zoo. The people locked up in the zoo are definitely not human. Is it warning us that the tenants behind the door cannot be called human? This is consistent with the information the detective received."

Shaking his head, Chen Ge frowned: "I'm not very good at puzzle solving and reasoning. This level touches my blind spot."

Seeing the distressed Chen Ge, the other tourists no longer dared to speak.