Bad days as neighbors with Sherlock Holmes

Elena glanced at him.

"Is that so?" she said, "Why don't father rest here for a while, and I will take Mr. Giles in to have a look?"

The irony was so obvious that Eric even glanced at her, and the Earl thought about it seriously without realizing it.

The earl rejected this point of view in his mind.

How can that work!He wanted to know what it was like inside, how would he know if he didn't go in?Retelling by that Giles guy?

The count deliberately made a hesitant look, and then rejected Elena's idea with righteous words.

"Forget it," he said in a deep voice, "Giles will definitely be scared when he goes in alone. There is really no way, if it weren't for our friendship for so many years..."

When this was said, no one believed it.

Judging from the expression of the earl's refusal, but looking over there frequently, it can be known that he just meant to express "I don't want to go".

Giles shook his head amusedly.

"Okay," he was used to the earl's attitude, "just treat it as my fear. Miss Molson, have you made the arrangements now?"

Unlike the Earl, he was frank about his curiosity.

"After all, it's the first time I've seen such a building," Giles said of Elena's "Haunted House." "It looks like a huge, stacked box."

Elena turned to the person in charge here, chatted for a few words, and after confirming that the situation was similar, she let the Earl and Giles go in first.

She plans to go in after a period of time. The experience effect is the best in a group, and it will be greatly reduced if a group of people stay together.

After sitting in the lounge for a while, Elena looked at Eric and Brut Jr., "Do you want to go together?"

Eric nodded, and Brut Jr. shook his head.

"Let me take a look around," he said, "by the way, let's see how the greening effect after completion is different from what was designed at that time—"

Elena nodded approvingly.

She and Eric entered the room under the guidance of the staff, and carefully looked at the surrounding decorations, but they were not very afraid. After all, she was the main designer who participated in the conception of this place. If she could be frightened by these things, then That's weird.

The house is basically half-open. Considering safety, Elena has set up corresponding staff for each checkpoint. Most of the walls you see now are actually doors, which can be pushed open and the other end is on standby. staff exchange.

Each house has a shortcut leading to the entrance. In the event of an accident, these trained staff will directly take people out of the path without delaying the follow-up processing.

The sound of running water trickled down the road they were walking on, and the strange shadows passing by from time to time also exaggerated the horror atmosphere on this road, not to mention that Elena specially placed some imitation human skeletons here.

The wind passed through this narrow road, and there were occasional whimpers of women who could occasionally be heard.

Elena was looking at the surrounding layout, while walking towards the first house, her idleness didn't look like she was visiting a haunted house, but rather like admiring flowers in her own garden.

But it’s true to say that, for Elena, “architecture” is flowers, isn’t it just “appreciating flowers” ​​to visit this house.

"Some places here are handled by you," she said to Eric from time to time, "it feels very interesting, and it has the damp and cold feeling of the underground."

She asked a little curiously, "Have you stayed underground for so long before? I feel as if you have an inexplicable preference for such buildings..."

By the way, he gently kicked away the wooden doll that had been shaking her head a little madly after she walked somewhere.

"It's kind of ugly," she remarked. "I don't think customers would think very highly of the little guy, if there were any."

Eric twitched his lips slightly.

"It's not too long," he replied instead, "at least I don't think it's too long. At that time, there were only such buildings in front of me, so there was no way."

Eileen realized that this might be a part he didn't want to mention, so she simply skipped over it, picked out two or three jobs in the firm, and the two chatted again.

In this way, in the scary and eerie "haunted house", the two discussed their work in a moderate voice.

Chatting and chatting, and arguing over a point.

At this time, the staff who should have jumped out looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether they should go out or not.

It stands to reason, but they are arguing too fiercely now...

The staff felt that if they ran to scare them, they might be beaten up by the two together.

But this is work, and he can't help being unhappy.

The staff had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked towards the two of them in a white robe.

The staff stretched out their hands stiffly, and slowly stopped Elena and the two of them.

Cooperating with the exhaust pipe specially left in the interior wall treatment, the hissing wind leaked out and blew up his robe. He also wore a snow-white mask, and the corners of his eyes were painted with alternating red and black paint. It tasted like blood.

Elena and Eric were arguing to the core when they were suddenly stopped by a stranger, and they all looked at him subconsciously.

The remaining emotions were still there when the two were arguing, and he looked at the staff angrily, making him feel as if he was about to bid farewell to Mary in his hometown in the next second.

The staff almost took a step back, but well, he held on.

"You are still here, mortals..." The staff member said hoarsely, "Indulge in the prosperity of the world, why bother to find something in this hell..."

He raised his hand again and waved it, "Leave quickly, I will give you the most sincere warning..."

Elena looked at Eric.

"You wrote the script?" She asked a little curiously.

Eric shook his head.

"It's not me," he replied simply, and looked critically at the staff, "The acting was a bit poor."

The staff subconsciously straightened their backs when he saw it.

Why are these two people so weird?

Elena laughed.

"That should be Lydia," she replied, "don't be too hard on them, I know you're used to hearing professional ones at the opera house, but they're just the staff of the haunted house..."

Eric glanced at her lightly, not only was he used to listening, he was also quite good at singing.

But there is no need to tell her these things.

"Let's go," Eric said bluntly, and took the key to the next level from the box beside him.

The movement is very casual, like pulling a leaf casually.

Elena nodded, and immediately followed.

Leaving the staff thinking about the key to the next level, I don't know whether to stop them or not, whether to give the key or not.

He touched it, only to realize that the key was missing.

Just as he was about to look for it in a hurry, he found that the person in charge had stood beside him at some point.

"Look carefully," the person in charge said a little nervously, "this is our employer. It's doing well."

The staff breathed a sigh of relief.

The level will restart after being passed once, without delaying the gameplay of the next wave of customers.

Therefore, many copies of these customs clearance keys have been prepared, and the agency is also kept by the staff in a state of restarting after people pass.

Elena and Eric talked about design topics all the way, and they were very involved.

Occasionally, the two would quarrel, and then reached a balance at a certain point in a tacit understanding.

It's also very interesting, Elena doesn't consider herself a genius, but she does have some talent in architecture, not to mention Eric, his architectural talent is also unparalleled.

At the beginning of the quarrel between her and Eric, both of them had a sense of superiority and thought that they were right. The more they quarreled, the more intense they would even bring out the dissatisfaction between the two of them in the previous designs.

Then, with the appearance of a compromise, the quarrel suddenly reached a balance point, and the two tacitly stopped the meaningless digging up old scores, and started the next round of discussion.

Such a serious work attitude is so effective that the surrounding staff don't know whether to intimidate them.

Whenever the staff along the way spoke, they would be ridiculed by Eric about whether the singing was standard or not.

The staff was a little funny about Eric's behavior, but they let the two pass.

As for these checkpoints, Elena got a solution to quickly clear the checkpoints when this "haunted house" was built, and she is quite familiar with the partitions and topographical plans here.

Eric knew everything about how the organs in this area were made and what effects they produced. They went all the way to the seventh level without much effort, and after that was the last level.

On the other side, the Earl and Giles almost supported each other to the last hurdle.

They met the crazy little doll in the first level, and then turned their faces to meet the staff who were pretending to be ghosts.

Giles let out an out-of-pitched scream, and the Count said nothing, but was taken aback.

Of course, he couldn't resist pinching Giles, and Giles screamed louder.

The two ran to the second level in a panic, and were startled by the blood-stained bed, and then the earl found a hand on his back.

He thought it was Giles, and turned his head impatiently to signal him to let go, but met a face hanging upside down.

The Count trembled his lips, but could not utter a word.

He almost wanted to turn his head and run out of the entrance.

The two tossed for a long time, fled in the last level, and even forgot to find the props, but at least they reached the last level.

The earl, who was able to rest for a while, scolded the people who designed these things in his heart, but he was still puzzled.

Giles reached out and opened the drawer to see if the props were here, but was startled by a severed hand inside.

He took a sharp step back and stepped on the earl's shoe.

"What are you doing?" the earl asked dissatisfiedly, "Are you making trouble? Then you succeeded."

"What is adding chaos?" Giles asked dissatisfiedly, "You don't know how to crack the first few levels, and I found all the mechanisms!"

The count coughed guiltily.

He put the newspaper in his hand aside, and confidently pulled out a book from the shelf, "I know, the last scene is here, and we can go out when the mechanism is opened."

Unfortunately, the Count was only half right.

The door did swing open as he removed the book from the shelf, but what was revealed was a carefully framed oil painting.

The blond man in the painting was wearing an expensive robe and a sword, but blood was oozing drop by drop from his eyes.

The count turned his head confidently, "Look, I knew—"

He happened to meet those weird eyes, and he swallowed the rest of the sentence "I know this is the point".

The earl subconsciously lost his legs and squatted down.

"What are you doing?" Giles looked at him with disgust, "Get up, my hand hurts."

The count took a few deep breaths and found that his legs were still weak.

He simply planned to squat here for a while.

Unfortunately, Elena and Eric have caught up with their progress.

"Father?" Elena stood at the door and looked at him, asking a little puzzled, "What are you doing?"

With a subconscious effort, the earl stood up again with the help of Giles.

He repeated the movement of squatting and standing up several times, and then he replied calmly, "It's nothing. This place is very suitable for exercising."

The author has something to say: Earl: I am calm, I am calm.

Earl: As long as I am not embarrassed, you are the ones who are embarrassed.

感谢在2020-10-2121:58:21~2020-10-2221:18:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Dolphin; 1 bottle of Qianluo; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!