Weird Regulator

In the stuffy taxi, Fan Ruru was sitting on pins and needles, covering her abdominal wound with a look of embarrassment.

The injury, which was originally getting better, now started to feel faint pain.

The car windows were splashed with raindrops, making the outside world seem particularly false.

Fan Ru had been holding back her anger and had no place to vent it. Facing Ji Li, she did not dare to complain at all, but now she is unhappy:

Miss Su, do we really want to go to that wax museum?

Su Qin'er leaned her head listlessly on the back of the chair, not reacting at all to the words, as if she hadn't heard them.

Although no one paid attention to her, Fan Ru's face turned red and she continued angrily:

If we only know a name, what can we find out?

There must be a ghost in that place. It would be difficult for the two of us to survive alone, let alone find information.

He is taking our lives for granted.

Su Qin'er moved her stiff neck, smoothed her hair, pulled off the rubber band on her wrist, and said at the same time:

Actually, Manager Ji is right.

We can't just do nothing and just think about completing the task.

There is no such good thing in the world.

The remarks that Ji Li had previously repelled reappeared again, and Fan Ru was defeated again.

In fact, she knew very well that whether it was Ji Li or Su Qin'er, they were both right.

But so what...

Fan Ru's idea is also correct.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. In order to survive, no one should blame anyone.

The target of Fan Ru's anger was not Ji Li, but herself.

She hated herself for being weak and not having the courage and ability to complete tasks independently like Ji Li.

These words now can only be said to myself and will not solve any problems.

Su Qin'er tied up her hair, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and began to search for basic information about Tang Dynasty Wax Museum.

While making inquiries, he spoke softly:

Actually, we all understand that you and I are just small players, and it is the store manager who controls the overall situation.

We have to follow the store manager's orders. He is for the greater good, and we are just a part of it.

Even if the operation fails, I will not survive this mission...

But at the very least, we have to do what we have to do and we try our best, right?

After all, Su Qin'er is different from most people. Regardless of her abilities, she has a good heart.

Just like her decision to go to the moon platform, she is willing to do her best to survive.

Su Qin'er is a good person who can think things through clearly, but she doesn't have enough action to complete it.

After all, some things really can’t be achieved without hard work.

Such people are destined to live a very unhappy life.

Fan Ru stopped talking and just turned his head to look at the blurred car window, a line of tears slowly sliding down his cheeks.

Su Qin'er lowered her head and looked through the information in the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum. The fluorescent screen illuminated the pale yet beautiful face.

…

You two, the place has arrived.

The driver, who had not spoken a word along the way, finally said a few words when the vehicle stopped.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Su Qin'er couldn't see where this place was through the glass, so she had to pay the bill first.

When she walked into the heavy rain, she saw just an inconspicuous two-story building in front of her.

Judging from the search results, the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum should not be so small.

However, the plaque on it and the overall shape are also suitable. Su Qiner can only attribute this to the angle of the picture.

When she turned her head, the taxi had long disappeared, and Fan Ru stood beside her with an embarrassed look.

Fan Ru looked at the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum, which was washed away by the rain. She had never been exposed to this kind of thing before, and it seemed particularly unfamiliar.

But even so, she can still use her imagination, and there must be humanoid wax figures in them.

This is so suitable for creating a terrifying atmosphere that they may not even be able to tell whether it is a psychological effect or a supernatural force.

Are we really going in? Fan Ru asked the same question again.

Su Qin'er took a few deep breaths, patted Fan Ru's arm gently, and started walking towards the main door.

This behavior had declared her attitude. Fan Ru could not let her go on her own and could only grit her teeth and follow.

The door of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum is very old, and the metal handle on it is rusty. When it is wet by rain, it feels strangely cold in the palm of your hand.

The moment Su Qin'er opened the door, she subconsciously looked up at the plaque.

A drop of rain fell in her eyes, making the words Tang Dynasty Wax Museum appear particularly blurry and unreal.

The thought dissipated immediately, because she heard a complaint as soon as she entered the door.

Those who have entered the gate should buy tickets first and wait to enter.

The source of the voice was a middle-aged woman at the front desk who was eating melon seeds. Her tone was harsh and robotic.

After Su Qin'er glanced at Fan Ru, she returned the smile and stepped forward, looked at the woman and said:

We are not members of the museum. We came to your boss to see if we can help...

But before she could finish her words, the woman raised her hand to interrupt her:

I'm just a conductor, the manager and boss are not here, so I can't help you.

If you want to go in, buy a ticket. If you don’t want to go in, go back.

The conductor's words completely blocked Su Qin'er's original words, and she took two steps back in embarrassment.

“The store manager wants us to be free to use whatever we find.

But it seems that there is no hope for the boss. I am afraid that I really need to go into the store to take a look.

Su Qin'er has two solutions to this operation.

The first and best way is to directly find the owner of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum and get clues about Ren Jiayun from him.

If this doesn't work, then we can only go into the museum in person and find the photo in Ren Jiayun's schoolbag. Where is it?

Are the people who took pictures with him in it the same people as Black Gum and Ren Yunfeng, and followed the clues to find the relationship between Ren Jiayun, his parents, and the owner of the wax museum.

Fan Ruben was already angry because of this operation. When he saw the conductor's attitude was particularly bad, he became angry and started to argue with him.

But she was stopped by Su Qin'er, so she gave up and simply left everything to Su Qin'er to handle.

Su Qin'er hesitated for a long time, and finally took out the banknotes from her wallet, handed them to the front desk and said:

Then give us two tickets and let's go in and take a look first.

The conductor took the money neatly, wrote it down in the book on the table, and then printed out two tickets and slapped them on the table.

When the last group of people leave, you two can go in with that group of people.

After saying this, the conductor threw away the melon seed peels on the table, took out a plastic sign from the drawer, and placed it on the table.

She grabbed a handbag, walked around the front desk, opened the door and disappeared.

Su Qin'er stared blankly at the conductor's series of actions, and finally set her sights on the plastic sign.

There are a few bold words written on it:

Tickets have been sold out and we are temporarily closed.

She turned her head silently and saw three young men and women whispering to each other at the entrance to the museum as the conductor said.

The conversation there faintly reached her ears, but it made her shiver all over.

I heard that this is the only horror-themed wax museum in the city. Isn't it particularly scary?

The prototypes of the wax figures here are all perverted killers from the real world, and the scenes are restored one to one. Only when they are scary can the tickets be worth it!

Tch, it's such a big place, how many things can be there no matter how scary it is?

Yes, the venue is so small, but how come the last batch of people have been here for more than half an hour and haven't finished yet...

The conversation between young men and women sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of Su Qin'er and Fan Ru.

The two looked at each other, and both could see the other's uncontrollable fear.

Because the information previously checked showed that the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum is not a horror museum at all, and there is no killer wax figure!