Chapter 225 - Tape Recorder (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

“Boss, you still want us to find him?” Xiao Du grumbled. The young man did not have a good impression of Han Qiuming because of his sharp tongue.

“Something might really happen to him if we don’t find him.” Guo Miao’s expression was serious. “Perhaps something has already happened to him. No, we can’t leave him behind! We’re retracing our steps now!”

“I agree with you, boss.” To everyone’s surprise, Song An did not hold onto his grudges and was willing to help. “It’s a mistake to get separated inside a Haunted House. We’d better stick together.”

Xiao Du nodded after a long pause. “Okay, I’ll follow you.”

The most innocent was Su Luoluo. The girl did not know anything and had no idea what the workers from Tian Teng Medical School were talking about. She just followed them and ran all over the place.

“We should be more detailed with our examination. We need to look inside every room.”

With Guo Miao leading the way, the group returned into the Third Sick Hall.

…

Han Qiuming and Ye Xiaoxin entered the director’s office. The room was separated into two smaller rooms, equipped with simple desks and chairs.

“The drawers are empty, and there are no books on the shelves. It’s impossible to know the boss’ personality from his reading preferences, but this is a good thing as well because it saves our time. Many Haunted Houses like to hide passwords or clues inside books,” Han Qiuming explained to Ye Xiaoxin, but it felt like he was talking to himself. Ye Xiaoxin moved away from the man and walked deeper into the room. She looked at the large dresser.

“Let me, this dresser is obviously custom-made. Ninety percent chance there’s a worker or trap hiding inside.” Han Qiuming walked forward to pull the door open. The dresser was empty. He laughed awkwardly. “Looks like this is the ten percent. The worker probably didn’t have the time to return after scaring Ol’ Guo.”

Ye Xiaoxin was completely uninterested in the man. She knocked on the walls of the dresser light. “Placing a special dresser inside a special room, there has to be a reason.”

When Ye Xiaoxin knocked on the back wall of the dresser, the sound changed. It was obvious that the back was hollow. The two worked together to remove the wall, and a hidden passage was revealed.

“The worker’s passageway?”

“It’s shouldn’t be.”

There was no light inside the passageway, so Ye Xiaoxin took out her phone to use its flashlight. When both her and Han Qiuming entered the path, an invisible force pushed the wall of the dresser, and it slowly closed. The passageway was so cramped that it was difficult to even turn. Thankfully, it was only several meters long.

At the end of the oppressive tunnel was a steel door. Ye Xiaoxin pushed it open, and before her was a wooden board. She shoved it open, and the scenery changed. This was a sickroom that she had not been in before.

“The director’s office is connected to a sickroom? What is the meaning of this design?” Ye Xiaoxin was completely drawn into the authentic recreation of the Third Sick Hall.