Time back to ten minutes ago.

Sean and Max didn't say a word, they took the returning empty mine car and roared through the darkness.

Sean was still uneasy: "I don't know if my guess is right,

"If all this is just my imagination..."

Take out your heart?

Can't imagine that ending.

Gathering his mind and ending his unhelpful fears, Sean did his best to keep his focus on the present moment.

Soon, the mine cart returned to the starting point, and Sean led Max to the way he had come.

The air got worse. Even the remnant soldier with numbness can feel some itching in his lungs.

In addition, the playing cards in his arms were vibrating all the time.

The frequency belonging to Holly reminded them that they had only one way to survive—after the concentration of acid mist severely weakened "The Last Dance", they shot and killed him.

Max had to admit that he was indeed considering this option.

He had a faint suspicion in his heart that this mystery seeker who called himself "Xiao" was avoiding the situation of sacrificing himself.

However, for some reason, on the other hand, he felt that the Queen in front of him who had saved more than a dozen civilians...

There may be some incredible abilities.

So Max didn't answer Holly's suggestion—he wanted to see what Shaw would do.

Soon, they were back in the acid room.

At this moment, the acid has completely receded—they have spread throughout the Clown House.

Sean, who had been wrapping himself in ectoplasm, also started coughing non-stop, and his eyes became red.

"If you launch a full-strength sneak attack at this time," Max looked at Sean's back, "should be able to kill him..."

After hesitating for a moment, Max finally failed to summon the chains.

As for Sean, who was running ahead, the edge of his soul was close to the Double Sun City Shenyu, just like the thumb of a quick shooter lightly touching the holster of a revolver.

He dared to turn his back on the remnant soldiers because he had enough strength.

Thankfully, though, Max made the smarter choice.

Soon, they rushed out of the acid room and came to the long corridor.

Sean, who rushed ahead, began to dismantle the wall he had previously blocked.

"Didn't you say that there is nothing in here, and that there is a storm that will push people into the abyss?" Max Fox questioned.

Sean nodded, "There was a storm—but not nothing.

"I just wanted to get out of this room as soon as possible, so I didn't notice the thing that should exist here..."

"Something that's supposed to be here? You mean the clown is in this room?"

"Let's just say..." The walls were dismantled, and Sean's eyes stared into the darkness.

They drilled through the hole in the wall, and Max anchored the chain in the room, wrapped it around the waist of the two, and walked towards the depths of the darkness together.

This time, the storm did not come.

Sean has never said clearly what he is looking for, and Max's patience has reached its limit.

At this moment, Sean stood on the edge of the abyss, and he stood further away.

The mask was burning in the dark, and he asked in a low voice, "So, where the **** is the clown?"

He faintly sensed that the other party was just delaying time.

Max already regretted choosing to believe.

Standing on the edge of the abyss, Xiao En turned his head, his eyes reflected the firelight, and his expression looked a little horrified due to the angle of the light: "He is everywhere."

Max didn't understand it. He leaned back, apparently no longer trusting: "What do you mean?"

Sean didn't care about the wariness shown by the remnant soldiers.

Max was going to continue to question, but Sean just raised a finger to ask him to be quiet: "Listen carefully! Can you hear me?"

"Can you hear what—"

Faintly, the disabled soldiers also heard it.

It seemed to be the sound of footsteps.

Very, very slow footsteps.

It was also like someone beating a big drum slowly in the distance.

"What's that sound?" He frowned.

Sean laughed, from the bottom of his heart—he found the Joker.

In other words, another "clown" was found here.

"This is the voice of freedom..." Sean relaxed a little.

Max finally walked to the edge of the abyss, and stared at the opposite darkness with Sean, which was the direction from which the drum sound came from.

Sean said: "Max, after entering the clown's house, my team has gone through the front hall, corridor, storm room, acid room, and finally the huge space for transporting grease...

"Does all this remind you of anything?"

The disabled soldier shook his head silently.

"Actually, the answer is obvious..." It seems that due to the air circulation, the acid mist here is much lighter, allowing Sean to speak smoothly, "What if we regard these rooms as organs of the human body?"

"The...organs of the human body?" Max's eyes showed confusion.

Xiao En nodded, he raised a hand, and a green halo bloomed in the palm of his hand—he began to dismantle the wall opposite the abyss.

"For example—

"The front hall represents the mouth, the corridor is the esophagus, the acid room is the stomach, and the final minecart cave is the intestine..."

There was a strange, suddenly enlightening feeling, and the remnant soldier was stunned.

He stared blankly at Sean, the mask on his face was quietly burning.

"Don't forget..." Sean said, "We came in through the 'mouth' of the clown."

In front of the remnant soldiers, that huge clown face appeared. He blinked: "So, you mean...

"It's not that the face of the House of Clowns is made to look like a clown...

"Instead, this huge haunted house itself is a clown?"

In the impression, on the huge smiling face, a pair of eyes looked at him in a strange and playful manner.

Sean nodded, "That's right.

"What 'find the clown'...

"We've been in the body of the clown!

"This storm room is the clown's lungs.

"And the closest to the lungs..."

The walls were dismantled…

…

Boom...boom...boom...!

The "drum sound" became very obvious at this moment.

In the dim light of the fire, a huge blood-red heart was contracting and beating under the brick wall!

"It's his heart."

Sean grinned at the huge, throbbing thing, revealing his white canine teeth.

—

Back to the present time.

Sitting by the bonfire, everyone, including Black Death doctor Frye, seemed to be still.

They looked at Sean in shock, and reorganized the journey they had passed without thinking in their hearts—

A red carpet covered in saliva.

The long esophageal corridor.

A stomach pouch that digested even a whale.

Turn whale oil into a nourishing gut.

The lungs of the storm...

Only then did they realize that they had been exploring inside the clown's body.

The process of finding the clown is the process of realizing where you are.

And if you want to cut out the clown's heart, you can only break through the wall of the lungs...

Such a transformation of thinking is really unimaginable.

If it wasn't for Sean ~lightnovelpub.net~ they would never have thought of all this.

"But..." said Moonlight, "we did see you in the mirror as a clown."

Sean continued: "That's another solution to this haunted house: kill yourself, gouge out the heart, and let the others leave—

"The purpose of this arrangement is to guide that unlucky guy to commit suicide or be killed by his teammates.

"When they can't find the clown and see their teammates as the clown in the final mirror...

"They simply don't think about other possibilities.

"Giving an obvious answer to cover up a deeper truth.

"That's the trick of the designer of this haunted house."

Sean's narration ended, and the entire group fell into silence.

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