[Comprehensive British and American] I open a haunted house in the superhero world

The sudden sound of the alarm clock won't scare Bruce, but his experience in Gotham is much more terrifying than this.

But he still pretended to be frightened, as if he was the incompetent playboy.

This is not boring. On the contrary, it requires absolutely precise muscle control and excellent expressiveness-in simple terms, it requires the acting skills of the actor to express the fear of that moment.

Bruce has always been very experienced, maybe the American actor is not as good as him.

"It turned out to be an alarm clock." Bruce said fortunately with a frightened face.

His frightened face that showed a trace of happiness provoked a barrage of [Ah, I'll protect you], and occasionally a few sour ones said [Bruce Wayne is nothing but rich and handsome. 】

But he didn't care, but with a disgusted expression, he reached out to pick up the alarm clock from the ground.

He didn't take it immediately, but observed it and took it after making sure there was no problem.

There is nothing wrong with the alarm clock itself, but the time on it is a bit strange, and it shows nine o'clock sharp.

But by now it should be twenty past one, and he kept counting his heartbeats, so he knew exactly how much time had passed.

Twelve-hour system, I don't know if the above time refers to nine o'clock in the morning or nine o'clock in the evening.

Bruce turned the alarm clock over and saw faint brown marks on the back of the alarm clock.

He frowned calmly, then took the alarm clock under his nose and sniffed it.

After soaking for a long time, the taste on the top has become very light and light.

But Bruce could still vaguely smell some blood—and real blood.

He didn't have anything to check at hand, so he didn't know whether the blood belonged to humans or animals.

Bruce glanced at the alarm clock again. The cute cartoon pattern on it told him that the owner of the alarm clock should be He and the child. Because of the meaning represented by the alarm clock itself, Bruce was more inclined that the blood on it belonged to someone.

An alarm clock stained with human blood appeared in the underground pipeline. Either a murder occurred here, or someone used it to create a murder, and then destroyed the corpse and left the murder weapon here.

Bruce thought about it for the first time.

So he appeared to be casual on the surface, but he was more careful when walking on his feet.

Fumble with your feet in the smelly water of the sewer, trying to find something you shouldn't find.

Due to its concealment, the sewer is often regarded as a good place to kill and divide the body.

Bruce was walking, and suddenly there was a tick, and something seemed to fall from the sky.

He paused, not looking up immediately.

When he felt a drop of cold water falling on his face, he raised his hand, stuck the water drop with his fingertips with a look of bewilderment, looked at it in front of his eyes, and then put it under his nose to sniff.

Judging from the color and smell, it is ordinary sewage.

He raised his head blankly and looked at the dripping water above his head, as if he didn't know why the water was falling.

I don't know when, there are many water marks on the pipes above the head, like water vapor gathering.

In a sewer like this, it's normal to have moisture, and the walls are damp most of the time.

But is this water mark too much and too gathered?

Bruce stared at the water marks above his head. The water marks were small and almost gathered together, while the rest of them were dry.

Is this a haunted house scare tactic?Bruce thought, or maybe...

He pretended not to notice the strange part on the top of his head, lowered his head again, and then continued to move forward with a natural expression.

After walking a few steps, with a tick sound, a drop of water landed on his face accurately again.

The ball of water was following him, Bruce didn't even raise his head, he had already made a judgment in his heart.

Regardless of the method, this is not what happens under normal circumstances.

Bruce naturally reached out to touch the water marks on his face again, and then complained helplessly to the camera: "It's so wet here."

[The water is too dirty, I want to lick it too...] was written in the barrage, and only one person asked [Did the water move? ], but it was covered up by a large number of bullet screens of confession.

Bruce didn't care what the netizens said, his attention was still on the ball of water above his head.

He didn't raise his head, and he didn't use his eyes to look at the water marks above his head, but his sixth sense told him that the water was still following him.

The evidence is the water dripping on his face.

Yes, the ball of water seemed to see that he didn't respond, so it became more and more arrogant. It was still falling drop by drop before, but then, as if teasing Bruce, it accelerated.

It seemed to find this amusing, and realized that Bruce wasn't afraid of it.

Yes, Bruce wasn't afraid, whether it was ghosts or anything else, Bruce wasn't afraid.

He thought he was already immune to fear after being trained by the scarecrow's fear toxin.

Of course, this kind of immunity does not refer to the physical, but the psychological. Even if Bruce is in a state of fear, his mind can still stay awake.

What's more, such a water mass can't scare him.

What he was even more curious about was why this water mass had such anthropomorphic emotions and could sense his inner thoughts?

Not only Bruce noticed the acceleration of the water mass, but also the netizens in the barrage.

【Am I the only one who feels that ball of water is following Bruce? 】

[Not only you, but have you noticed that the water droplets are getting faster, it feels so scary. 】

[I guess it's the scaring equipment of the haunted house. There are some kind of pulleys on it. It gathers a ball of water and then runs after people. 】

【Why hasn't Master Wayne noticed it yet? Isn't this too useless? 】

Satisfying their demands, Bruce finally looked up again.

There was a little panic on his face, as if he had just noticed it.

"What's this?" He stared wide-eyed at the water ball above his head. When he was talking, the water droplets were still dripping down, as if he thought his expression was very funny.

Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly, but he wasn't actually amused.

"Is someone manipulating it?" Bruce opened his mouth, and shouted towards the ceiling unexpectedly, "hello, are the staff of the haunted house manipulating it?"

[...Bruce Wayne, the trash is useless, and the first reaction at this time is to ask the staff of the haunted house. 】

【Is not it good?It's clear that I'm playing a haunted house, what can't I ask?This kind of mentality will not be intimidating. 】

[The mentality of the fans upstairs exploded. 】

……

His reaction was really unexpected, which caused a lot of quarrels in the barrage. Some people said that he lost the sense of substitution, which is the greatest joy of playing haunted houses; , and this way you won't be afraid...

But no matter how loud the Internet is, it doesn't matter to Bruce—and it doesn't matter to the puddle of water.

The water ball above his head seemed to know that he would have such a reaction, and slowly slid down from the wall a little bit - that scene looked very strange, even Bruce shrank his pupils for a moment.

Like a living creature, it clings to the wall and slides along the wall to the ground.

It settled on the water surface of the sewer, leaving a footprint the size of a footprint, as if there was a person standing opposite Bruce.

"Don't make any noise, you who weep silently."

"Don't bow your head, you don't see the truth."

"Don't look back, sleep on the dead body."

Suddenly, hollow voices of young children sounded around, calling out one after another without distinguishing between male and female.

The voice was faint and long, and it kept hitting in the long sewer, dragging out a long tail.

Bruce immediately looked for the place where the voice came from, and the voice disappeared suddenly after the moment he finished speaking.

Bruce stared at the footprints in front of him that hadn't disappeared, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a few surprise calls from behind.

"Mr. Wayne?!"

People's first reaction is definitely to look back, but Bruce didn't remember the words sung in the song just now, those warnings in his mind.

So his first reaction was to take out the mirror and look through the reflection.

It turned out to be Kirby and Daniel.

And the moment his eyes staggered, the footprints on the water disappeared.

"Mr. Wayne, as long as you're fine!" Daniel walked the fastest under excitement, so he arrived in front of Bruce immediately.

Bruce, who realized that the footprints had disappeared, secretly sighed, but didn't show it, and instead asked the two of them how they came here.

It turned out that after Kirby and the others opened the lock, they found a long passage underground.

Several of them discussed it and decided that Kirby and Daniel went down to have a look, while Gina and Betty stayed to observe Kato and Ford.

Kirby and the two walked along the stairs for a while, never expecting that there is actually a huge sewer underground.

The stench made the two of them feel like going up immediately, but they still restrained themselves.

Just like that, they walked for a while and found Bruce on the ground, and immediately felt a burst of surprise.

After hearing this, Bruce rubbed his chin, pretending to be curious and said, "So this sewer is actually connected to that house?!"

"Yeah, it's weird." Daniel said unpreparedly, "There is a house connected to the sewer."

But Bruce didn't find it strange, especially when he thought of the alarm clock he had just picked up that he judged to be the murder weapon.

A home is connected to the sewer, why?

An idea popped into his mind.

At this time, Kirby had already walked over, and his first reaction when he saw Bruce was not to greet, but to say, "It's great that you are still here, Mr. Wayne, I want to know what your mission item is?"

Bruce pretended to be enlightened and said, "I forgot if you didn't tell me, what I'm looking for is the scarecrow, the one we got."

"Scarecrow?" Kirby murmured softly, a little more excitement suddenly appeared on his face, "Scarecrow!"

He looked as if he had figured something out, and he clenched his hands tightly.

"Anything wrong with the Scarecrow?" Bruce asked, stuck here the whole time, so he didn't know what they could find.

But he also vaguely understood something from Kirby's expression.

What they were looking for belonged to a series, and there was a scarecrow in it.

If you want to make up the items that eight people are looking for, you have to connect with the scarecrow, most likely a story.

Bruce immediately searched for stories related to the scarecrow in his head.

And at the moment he thought of it, Kirby said excitedly: "I know the relationship between The Wizard of Oz and what we are looking for."