Luckily, these guys drank the cola, or else they might have totally lost it.
Wang Jingze sat on the lobby floor, staring blankly at the ground, still engulfed in fear.
Seeing his state, Shen Hao didn't disturb them but frowned, staring at the screening room.
He really wanted to know what kind of movie could scare these future forensic experts into such a state.
After a while, the color returned to the faces of Wang Jingze and the others.
"What exactly did you see?" Shen Hao asked.
Hearing this, Wang Jingze's face paled again, terror returning, and he stammered, "Ghost, there's a ghost! I... I saw a ghost's face, right in front of me... upside down..."
Shen Hao angrily said, "Are you crazy? There are no ghosts in this world! Think about what you do — if ghosts were real, you'd have seen one long ago!"
His words seemed to have some effect, and Wang Jingze regained his composure.
"I get it now!"
After pondering, Wang Jingze suddenly said, "You're right — there's no such thing as ghosts. The boss here is amazing; he's mastered psychological suggestion. From the start, I found the screening room's layout strange and oppressive. When the movie begins, a shadow appears to make you think there's a ghost, even if the thought is fleeting."
"Once the thought is triggered, one trap after another activates, deepening the suggestion subliminally. Combined with the realistic 3D effects, it makes you truly believe the screening room is haunted."
"So the movie itself isn't that scary — it's overcoming the psychological suggestion that's key."
Wang Jingze found his reasoning more convincing by the minute and felt like he'd uncovered the secret of the place.
Ye Xiao glanced at him, thinking the same yesterday but quickly dismissed it — if it were just simple suggestion, how could she have fainted?
Lin Chen smiled silently.
Hearing Wang Jingze's analysis, Shen Hao nodded, "Yeah, I know how to handle this."
As a forensic expert, the first lesson was overcoming fear — why they chose this specialty.
Now, Shen Hao was confident he could watch the whole movie.
"Boss, one ticket please." Shen Hao came to the bar, handing over 380 yuan.
Lin Chen was surprised, "Only one?"
Shen Hao smiled confidently, "Just me."
Lin Chen glanced regretfully at the other five, thinking, Ah, lost money on five people!
Sighing inwardly, he took the money and led Shen Hao into the screening room.
Inside, Shen Hao carefully examined the room, his confident smile growing.
[System Prompt: Number of viewers: 1. Play movie?]
"Play!"
Confirming, Lin Chen smiled at Shen Hao, "Good luck, bro!"
Lin Chen's smile was eerie, sending chills.
Watching him leave, Shen Hao smirked disdainfully, "Psychological suggestion, of course! But it won't work on me!"
Lights went out, darkness swallowed him, and the eerie background music swirled in his mind.
Shen Hao crossed his legs, sipping cola, looking relaxed.
"Gotta say, the 3D effects here are superb — almost indistinguishable from reality. 380 yuan a ticket isn't expensive." Shen Hao said with interest.
The plot progressed to the first scare.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream sounded; a shadow appeared suddenly, then vanished, reappearing closer to Shen Hao.
He raised an eyebrow, murmuring, "That must be the shadow Wang Jingze mentioned. Looks convincing."
Interning in the criminal investigation technical section for six months, Shen Hao had visited crime scenes over 30 times, seeing all kinds of corpse conditions — some severely decomposed with maggots crawling. His mental fortitude was very strong.
Plus, his heightened vigilance meant scenes like this couldn't scare him.
...
Back in the lobby, Wang Jingze realized he'd been duped.
Eighteen cups of cola — nearly 1,600 yuan — was almost his monthly living allowance.
All because the boss forced him to buy cola. Now he had only a few yuan left and might be eating instant noodles next month, maybe starving.
Thinking this made his heart ache, and he kept biting the cola straw in frustration.
Lin Chen saw him still chewing the straw and guessed he must really like the cola, so he asked, "Want another cup, bro?"
Damn! The sly merchant had the nerve to ask for more!
"Slap!"
Wang Jingze threw down the cup and declared, "I, Wang Jingze, would rather die of thirst — even if I jumped from upstairs — than drink another drop of your cola!"
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