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Chapter 43 - Compartment

"You don't have to go, both of them were shocked and I just let someone go in and carry it out."

Ji Qianming was stunned, already fainted? I haven’t scared them yet!

Five minutes ago.

"Brother Zhao, go slowly, wait for me." Xiaoyue trotted along the way and looked around, "You think this room is really haunted?"

Brother Zhao shook his head and said, "There are no ghosts in this world."

While talking, the two walked to the door of the women's bathroom. The women's bathroom seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and there were already large spider webs on the sink.

There was no light in the toilet, it was dark, and bloody toilet paper was scattered on the ground, and some even stuck directly to the ceiling.

"Just mentioned the toilet in the introduction of the haunted house owner just now, and there should be clues here." Xiaoyue pondered for a few seconds and said.

Brother Zhao looked a little strange and said awkwardly: "Xiaoyue, it's not good for me to go into this women's toilet, otherwise I'll leave it to you."

Xiaoyue: "…"

Isn't it, brother, are you so serious about the scenes of the haunted house? Just tell me just because I'm afraid.

After struggling for a while, Xiaoyue still plucked up the courage and walked into the toilet alone with a flashlight.

The ticking sound not only came from where, but the flashlight hit the door of the compartment, illuminating a few bright red handprints, and a few long blood marks.

"This scene is really real." Xiaoyue smelled a trace of the odor of the toilet and frowned slightly.

There is nothing suspicious about this toilet except the compartment. I guess the clue should be in these compartments, Xiaoyue thought to herself.

She is worthy of being a professional female anchor in the haunted house. She took a deep breath and began to slowly push open the first compartment door of the toilet.

"Cruff..." The harsh sound of pushing the door sounded, Xiaoyue turned her body sideways and searched inch by inch with the flashlight in her hand.

The ordinary toilet, ordinary walls, ordinary ground, everything seemed to be no different from a normal toilet, and Xiaoyue's tense nerves were sent down.

Generally, haunted houses like to set up scare points behind the door, because people will be more or less afraid of the unknown behind the door when they open the door, but the boss of this haunted house does not seem to have set it up here.

Xiaoyue opened the doors of the rear several compartments one after another, without any abnormality. She soon arrived at the innermost compartment. According to her experience, there would be a scare point behind the last door, otherwise the scene of this toilet would be meaningless.

She took a deep breath and opened the door suddenly.

The mechanism that suddenly appeared in the imagination did not appear, just like all the previous compartments, without any shock.

"Huh?" She frowned slightly and walked into the compartment, "Why is there a hole here?"

On the side wall of this compartment, there is a hole the size of a thumb connected to another compartment. Xiaoyue rubs her fingers for a while and moves her eyes to the front of the hole.

Suddenly, a blood-filled eyeball suddenly appeared from the other side of the hole, staring at Xiaoyue tightly, as if she wanted to swallow her alive!

How is this possible? I have just opened that compartment and there is nothing inside!

Xiaoyue's heart was shocked and she took a few steps back. She was about to open her mouth and scream when a hand suddenly popped out from behind her, covering her mouth tightly.

"Woooooooooooooo..." Xiaoyue struggled desperately. Her eyes had just raised upwards and saw a female corpse hanging upside down hanging above her head. Her empty eyes looked at Xiaoyue, and her pale hands tightly clasped her mouth.

Squeak...

The door of the next door slowly opened, and Xiaoyue kicked her legs hard, trying to get rid of the control of the hanging female corpse. At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the toilet.

"Xiaoyue, how is it inside? Have you got the clue?"

"Why don't you talk? I know you're blaming me. I'll go in first in the next scene, right?"

"It seems like a dormitory in front, let's go and have a look."

Xiaoyue's figure paused, and unprecedented fear enveloped her heart.

I am here, so who is the one who just left? Who is by Brother Zhao at this moment?!

Her eyes rolled and she fainted straight.

Brother Zhao glanced at the "Xiaoyue" beside him, and felt a little surprised, "When did she get so much white?"

But he didn't even think about it anywhere else and walked directly into the last scene, the banned girls' dormitory.

Two seals were posted on the door of the dormitory. Brother Zhao teared them down without thinking and pushed them in.

This is a six-person room. There are two beds on the left and one on the right. He slowly walked into the room and observed it with the light of the flashlight.

"Well... the furnishings look normal, there is no problem." Brother Zhao picked up a photo from the table in his right hand. There were six young girls on it and smiled brightly at the camera.

Brother Zhao saw Huang Qian in the photo and couldn't help but tremble, thinking of the strange scene he had just been in the classroom.

"Where has Li Xiang gone?" He suddenly thought of another teammate who was accompanying him. He seemed to have never seen him again since he left the classroom. Could it be that he had gone out by himself?

He shook his head, pulled the messy thoughts out of his mind, and carefully searched for clues. He was startled as soon as he lifted the quilt on the bed.

I saw a strange-looking doll covered under the quilt. Its body was covered with bloodstains and its bones were twisted strangely, as if it had been hit hard. When the flashlight swept to its head, a chill cooled down Brother Zhao's whole body.

Isn't this the girl in that photo? He hurriedly took out the photo and compared it. The two were surprisingly similar, just like tearing off the girl's face and sticking it onto the doll.

Brother Zhao has been playing in the haunted house for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such an exquisite doll. He found the name of the girl on the famous brand beside the bed, Wang Jia.

Then he lifted the remaining few quilts in succession, and under each quilt was a doll that was exactly the same as the girl in the photo.

"Fang Zhilan, Liu Wei, Zhao Xiaoxiao, Qian Rong..." He kept checking the names of the doll and the bedside names, and the situation of each doll was different. There was a deep mark on Fang Zhilan's neck, and Liu Wei's head was swollen, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time. Zhao Xiaoxiao's lips were black and purple, and Qian Rong's body was covered with knife wounds.

When she lifted Huang Qian's sheet, there was nothing underneath.

"Huang Qian has no dolls? What does this mean?" He frowned slightly and reasoned carefully. "These five dolls are falling from the building, suffocating, drowning, poisoning, and lingchi, but the only doll that represents Huang Qian does not exist. Does this mean...she is not dead yet?"
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