Death Inquisitor

In this last room, there was neither red paint as blood stains nor fake bodies, just a lot of dolls, baby dolls.

Everywhere, there is no dead corner, so the three of them feel as if they have been seen all the time.

The iron army shivered. They had to rely on stealing babies to sell, but now they see these baby dolls, and they can't help but be cold.

But they now need to find the key, which means that the three of them have no other choice at all.

"Hurry up and find out if the key is not here. If not, we can go out earlier."

After Tie Jun finished speaking, he swallowed and picked up the nearest baby and looked at it.

The expression of this doll seems very strange. Normally, the dolls made are definitely smiling faces, but the expressions on the faces of the dolls he sees are very painful, as if tortured.

The iron hair in his heart quickly looked at it casually, and threw the doll to the ground. This kind of doll was still too scary for him.

Then he picked up a doll and looked at it. This time, the expression on the doll's face was different, and he looked like he was crying.

After the inspection, the Iron Army threw the dolls to the ground, then he looked at several dolls in succession, and finally came to a conclusion, that is, these dolls actually have different expressions.

And each doll is made to be particularly vivid and realistic, and the details are done in place, and it looks very detailed.

If it is not a different feel, the Iron Army wants me to think that these are real dolls.

They searched in this room for a whole circle, and all the dolls placed here were looked over by them, and the key was still not found.

Finally, when they were about to go out, the iron army walking in the end suddenly felt a bit wrong. He felt that someone behind him was staring at him.

People who do things like him generally have a strong sense of vigilance, so he looked back at the first time.

A doll in a corner is facing him, with the words "revenge" engraved on his forehead. He has never seen this doll before.

The doll's face was very ruddy, and it felt as if the real baby was watching him. Tie Jun felt his scalp numb and goose bumps.

I don't care if the doll is hiding the key, so I hurried out.

Seeing Tiejun so nervous, Gao Feng asked involuntarily: "Tiejun, what's wrong with you?"

Tie Jun swallowed, "Did you two see the doll with a word on your forehead when you checked the doll?"

"No." Gao Feng asked: "Wang Yiyi, did you see it?"

Wang Yiyi smiled bitterly: "I didn't see it." Previously, Gao Feng never called her name directly, but now it's different.

Gao Feng asked the Iron Army: "Iron Army, did you see the doll with the inscription on the forehead?"

The Iron Army nodded, his emotions were not very stable, and his breath was a little swift.

Seeing him like this, Gao Feng couldn't help asking again: "Iron Army, haven't you checked that doll?"

The Iron Army nodded, not much to say, and he still didn't relax.

"Then let me take a look." Gao Feng said, he didn't want to be the hero, but the Iron Army didn't know why, it seemed that he was scared.

Wang Yiyi was a woman, and he did not believe that he would have such courage, so he simply decided to go alone.

The crippled man walked into the room again. After he saw the doll, he walked over, picked it up, and found that the doll was not much different from other dolls.

But when he checked, he found that besides the inscription on the forehead, this doll also had hair that other dolls did not have.

At first he didn't think it was a big deal, but as his fingers continued to touch, he felt something was wrong.

"This hair... how it feels like human hair..."

In a panic, Gao Feng dropped the doll in his hand and hurried out of the room, his face pale.

"Are you all right?" Wang Yiyi asked.

Gao Feng in front of Wang Yiyi did not want to let her see that she was also scared, and he thought to himself that even if it was human hair, there was no big deal, but it was just a prop, using human hair, It's not uncommon, it can only be said that the designer of this haunted house really took great care.

"It's okay. I've seen the doll just now, and I have nothing."

"Then go up to the third floor." Tie Jun said, "We're going faster. We don't know where the key will be. We have no time to waste."

As he said, he took the lead to the end of the corridor, where there was a staircase on the third floor.

As they went up, the wooden stairs became narrower and narrower. The iron army walking in the front always felt a little wrong, as if someone was watching him in secret.

"Crunch", the sound of the wooden stairs stepping sounds really scary, this sound is constantly torturing the ears and hearts of the three of them.

The iron army stepped on one foot, and had not lifted the other foot. The originally solid stairway suddenly cracked in half.

A mouse swooped out from under his feet, and the Iron Army backed away again and again until Gao Feng supported his shoulder, which stopped.

But before they calmed down, the horrible things happened again.

Wang Yiyi screamed, "You run, there are ghosts behind me! Some ghosts are catching up!"

The word "ghost" irritated the Iron Army. He looked back, and a pale red figure was talking up the stairs.

Look at that basic outline, it should be a woman.

The iron army can no longer care whether this is in the haunted house itself, or the death magistrate arranged it. The wandering figure of the female ghost is too scary.

He stepped hard and ran up in two steps in three steps, and quickly reached the third floor.

He was also terrified, he didn't think about anything else, and just ran.

By the time the three of them had no strength to stop, they were already standing at a fork in the road, and the female ghost behind them was no longer visible.

The three people's breathing was very fast, bending cold sweat and hot sweat at the same time dripping continuously.

It took a while for these three people's breathing to calm down.

Holding a mobile phone and looking at the passages on both sides, Tie Jun asked, "Which direction should we go now?"

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