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The pure blue security uniform, matched with the security guard's ingrained posture of standing like a pine tree and sitting like a clock, looks so upright.

"Relax a little, don't be so nervous."

Wen Chen has participated in several sessions and is obviously much more relaxed than Tu Baoan, who participated for the first time. He seemed to hear Tu Baoan's slightly trembling voice and patted him on the shoulder in a soothing tone.

The security guard looked at Wen Chen, an awkward smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his body remained motionless.

After the security guard finished his introduction, the white vampire stood up.

"My name is White Vampire. I'm a tourist who came here to play. I happened to team up with Song Hongmao and the others to play together.

I came here alone, and the haunted house has a rule that people can only be let in if a certain number of people are present. This is my first time here, and I don’t know any of them. I don’t know why this situation has occurred.”

The white vampire has a natural snow-white skin, and his fair skin leaves Wu Xi with no room to maneuver when he puts on makeup.

I could only use an eyeshadow-sized makeup tool to add a few more details to his face, and that was it.

The perfect lips were painted with a slightly fresher lip gloss, glowing in the light. Real white vampires exist, fully interpreting the phrase "red lips and white teeth."

He had an innocent look on his face. He tilted his head and pointed at them with a squinting look at Detective Zhu, speaking vaguely in a whisper.

"It really has nothing to do with us. Go and doubt them."

Detective Zhu glanced at the white vampire and was shocked by his beauty. He covered his rapidly beating heart and changed the subject.

"Did you know the deceased?"

Detective Zhu asked the key question. Funny enough, she hadn't had time to enter the haunted house yet. She could only tell from the behavior of the people outside that someone might have died inside.

She didn't think she was a coward, but with the horror movie music playing in her ears on repeat and the pitch-black field in front of her, she suddenly couldn't move forward.

It is estimated that we will have to wait until the first round of evidence collection begins before we can officially see the body.

Detective Zhu was obviously curious and scared about the scene in the haunted house, just like those people. Although he was scared, it did not stop Detective Zhu from having fun. He just wanted to wait until the lights were brighter before going in.

As soon as she asked the question, it was as if she had stepped on a landmine. The people who were talking before suddenly fell silent. Detective Zhu took out his notebook and wrote down the information casually. He began to be curious about the next evidence collection.

"We know each other, but we're not very familiar with him."

Song Hongmao obviously knew Wen Mofa. They looked at each other and seemed to have communicated something invisibly with their eyes. Then Song Hongmao turned to Detective Zhu and answered.

“It was my first time to come to this amusement park, and my friend brought me here. But there were too many people, and I got separated from my friend halfway.

I waited too long and was bored. My friend sent me another message saying that the ride he wanted to play happened to have fewer people in line, so he would go first.

I estimated that it would take quite a while for my friend to arrive, so I found a place that was a little cooler and where I could play for a little longer, and waited for my friend while playing. ”

Perhaps noticing that the attention had shifted to him again, the white vampire raised his hand and shook the phone in his hand, and spoke very frankly.

"If you don't believe me, you can actually look through my phone. There are chat messages between my friends and me on it. I believe this should be sufficient proof that I was actually dragged into this storm by accident."

When they were halfway through introducing themselves, an employee wearing a T-shirt with "I am a tool" printed on it suddenly walked in, pushing someone in.

The man was wearing a casual outfit, a short shirt and long pants, with an exaggerated fisherman's hat that pressed down his head.

With her hair spread out in front, her face couldn't be seen clearly, but from the long hair faintly visible under the baseball cap, one could roughly guess that she was probably a girl.

"What's going on here?"

Zhu Ping'an, who showed no fear at all when facing the many evil spirits in front of him, became scared when he encountered an emergency.

Her somewhat surprised voice echoed in the discussion room, and if one listened carefully, one might even hear it so sharp that it was almost cracked.

The employee who worked as a tool said in a muffled voice.

"Because of this sudden accident, everyone in the amusement park has left. I saw this person sneaking around the haunted house and not coming in. He has been observing you from the dark.

I think she is a bit suspicious. Since you are the detective in this case, I will bring her here for you. You can interrogate her. This person is probably one of the suspects in this case. "

The employee seemed to be very busy. He finished his words in a hurry and left like a robot, as if he had completed his program.

This is not the first time that I have been treated as a tool by staff and asked to deliver evidence, but I didn't expect that this time they would deliver a "big item".

"Who are you? Tell me your name."

Detective Zhu calmed down a bit, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. She seemed to think that this situation was very suitable for using the lines she had seen in movies and TV series before.

If she had a board or something like that, she would probably pick it up and slam the table with it, pretending to be the Justice Bao Zheng.

She seemed to have fun saying it, but her lines really made the people around her feel awkward.

The people on the ground didn't care what the detective was doing. She was crying and wailing hard.

After listening for a long time, Song Hongmao began to get a little impatient. As for her character who just did things and was done with it, she understood and respected such a crying woman.

But we can't waste her time. After all, time is money. Although everyone gets the same amount of money after recording a show, if we waste one more minute, she will get off work one minute later, right?

Song Hongmao wanted to get off work early, so she naturally didn't care about the pretty skirt she was wearing. She lifted up the excess skirt that was dragging on the ground and tucked it under her arm.

Without stopping his hands, Xiao Yi took the hat off the woman's head.

As she took off the hat, the shoulder-length hair that was hidden inside fell onto her shoulders as it was freed from the restraints.

She is indeed a girl, but although most of Song Hongmao’s best friends are female, at the same time, she is not usually a very gentle person.

The rest of the people, except Detective Zhu who had been watching the show without moving, were all men. Because of the taboo between men and women, it was impossible for them to dare to do it directly in front of so many cameras and everyone watching.

Judging from the click rate of this video, if there are even a few black fans, I'm afraid that as soon as they make a move, fabricated rumors will fly everywhere.

"How dare you! I am the boss of this amusement park. My name is Boss Li. The amusement park is all under my name. I guess the person who died in this haunted house might be my sister - caused by a ghost.

After all, I haven't been able to contact her for such a long time. She and I have such a good relationship that it is impossible for her not to answer my call. Although I don't want to think so, she may have been killed. "

[Mom, Love Me Again: This name is too coincidental. As the name suggests, there is a ghost. The homophonic pun of this name is too easy to understand. 】

[Monk chanting: You understand the jokes. Your jokes make me feel as cold as if I were in an air-conditioned room. ]

[Goodnight Makabaka: Why did our beautiful You die again? I was looking forward to her intimate interaction with Song Hongmao. It's a pity. I hope they can get together in the next episode. ]

【Ailian said: After all, they are not professionals, so don't make it difficult for them. Seeing everyone's awkward acting, I really wiped a handful of bitter tears for them. We are both workers, why should we make it difficult for each other?】

[Susu's Day: I can't help it! I'm just so uncultured. As long as it makes me happy, no matter how fake the acting is, I can accept it. Hehehe~]

[Maria: Then I can only deduct one 666. ]