Chapter 67 (1/2)

As soon as Yang Huai'an looked up, he saw Zheng Quzhi's strangeness. He couldn't help but look up from his eyes. After a few seconds, he also changed his face: ”where are the team leaders?!!”

”Gone.” Zheng Quzhi's legs are shaking, but Wei Yan on his back is still cold all over his body, which will only send him some coldness, which makes him more flustered.

Seeing Zheng Quzhi's face full of fear, Yang Huai'an remembered that he was a policeman. He quickly got up and stood beside Zheng Quzhi. He patted him soothingly and said, ”don't worry, I'll take you out with this Mr. Wei!”

I believe you have the ghost.

Zheng Quzhi held back this sentence and did not say it. He took a deep breath of headache and squeezed the mobile phone used for lighting in his hand. He said faintly: ”let's go and see if we can catch up with them.”

Maybe they will wait for them in front of them when they find that they are missing?

”Where's the walkie talkie?” Yang Huaian grabbed Zheng Quzhi's arm and asked.

Zheng Quzhi was stunned and then touched his pocket. Empty pocket, Zheng Qu know eye skin a jump, look at Xiangyang Huai'an: ”disappeared?”

”It's gone.” The result of his carelessness is very bad.

Yang Huai'an took a deep breath, but still raised a smile: ”it's OK, group leader, they should not have gone far, we can certainly catch up with them if we go faster.”

But it turns out that Zheng Quzhi is still too optimistic. After climbing for a long time, the stairs suddenly stopped and became a wall with only a small door at the corner.

Two words on the second floor were painted on the wall with red paint, revealing a strange atmosphere.

A piece of paper was pasted on the door, and the red font was quite penetrating.

”Please follow the clues and find the stairs leading to the third floor.”

A few words, but let Zheng Quzhi some absent-minded. This haunted house is a mixture of several elements. Elements like escape have been popular for a long time. It's no surprise that they appear here.

But it's not just about escape games. It's tricky to be careful of the dirt.

Zheng Quzhi put Wei Yan aside against the wall, put his hand to his mouth and yelled: ”police Comrade!”

If they are on the same floor, the three policemen should be able to hear them easily. But even if he opened his mouth and roared, there was only his own echo in the floor.

Zheng Quzhi's heart sank.

Sure enough, it's the dirty stuff that's making trouble. Otherwise, how could the group leader Shi leave them first.

”They don't seem to be here.” Yang Huai'an white face, no initial that kind of sunshine breath.

”It's OK. We can go to the police when we find the door on the third floor.” Zheng Quzhi comforts a way, in fact the heart has no bottom at all.

There are four policemen around me. What can I do? I'm not stuck here. I don't have a solution.

The only hope is Wei Yan. Unfortunately, Wei is like a sleeping beauty, sleeping peacefully.

”Shall we look for clues? You go this way, I'll go there. ” Yang Huai'an nodded, and a light came up in his eyes: ”the design in the haunted house should be very simple. After all, it's just a place for people to play. It must be easy to find it.”

”No, don't act alone.” Zheng Quzhi shook his head and refused. He was a body of Yin Qi and could not act alone. I can't say that the dirty things hidden in the dark are waiting for him alone.