Chapter 470 - Start? (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

The light on the printer suddenly came on. The first piece of paper fell next to Tails. The girl, who was an editor at a supernatural magazine, had quite a strong heart. Her first reaction after seeing the sheet of paper was not to get scared but to pick it up. “Did I trigger some mechanism? So lucky?”

She picked up the white piece of paper to take a look. There was a rough frame on the A4 paper.

“What is this?” Tails looked at it for a long time but could not get it. “Ah Nan, come and take a look at this. It suddenly fell out from the printer, and there is a vague pattern on it.”

Ah Nan, who was researching the costume, took a look. He was confused, studying the pattern on the paper.

“There’re no letters and numbers, so it shouldn’t be a code.” Ah Nan flashed his phone at it. “It’s just a normal piece of paper.”

He used his saliva and rubbed it on the pattern. “The color doesn’t change; it doesn’t look like it has been chemically treated.”

He tried every method that he could think of, and the conclusion was that it was a very common piece of paper.

“I’ve tried all the methods I’ve learned from detective novels.” Ah Nan handed the paper back to Tails. “Why don’t you keep it? Perhaps we might need it later.”

“Okay.” Tails folded the paper. Before she pocketed it, the printer ‘spat’ out another piece of paper. It was the same size, and there was also a pattern. However, compared to before, the pattern seemed to have gotten clearer.

“Is someone controlling this printer?” Ah Nan opened the printer’s lid to inspect it. He did not discover any problems; it was just a normal printer. “This is weird. These are things that we use in everyday life, but how come it becomes so cursed when they’re moved inside this Haunted House?”

Pulling out the printer’s plug, Ah Nan ignored the second piece of paper. He was feeling nervous. “We have spent quite some time here already. It’s time to move on.”

Hu Ya, who was at the deepest part of the warehouse, was still studying the few paintings. Her expression was off, like she was stunned by the paintings’ weird style.

“Sister Hu Ya? We’re leaving,” Ah Nan urged.

“Come and look at these paintings. They look like they’re painted from the angle of the cadavers. Even I can feel the desire that is seeping through the painter’s hands. It’s hungering for life, like it was close to crawling out of these paintings to drag the viewers into it.” Hu Ya wanted to take out her phone to snap some pictures, but considering that they were inside a Haunted House, she resisted the urge. “If there’s a chance, I wish to speak with the artist. If possible, I want to hire him to come draw for our magazine.”

“If you let our art team hear that, they’re going to be so pissed.” Ah Nan smiled. Hu Ya and Ah Nan walked out of the warehouse. Tails followed behind, and she was about to leave when the printer issued a sound, and the computer next to it was switched on.

The sound was amplified in the quiet surroundings. Tails had been watching the computer, and she was sure that no one had touched it.

“Is the boss controlling it remotely?” Tails stood where she was, and her mind started to wander. “The boss could not have created this space for nothing. Could the secret of this warehouse be hidden inside the computer?”

When they entered the warehouse, Tails had already been curious about why the place was called paradise—there had to be a reason.