It must be said that the voice was so faint that if Calvin had been a normal person, he might not even have noticed the sound coming from the second floor.

It sounds like it's just a gentle blow on the glass by the wind, or something in the house that's swelling or something. Fortunately or unfortunately, Calvin was no ordinary man.

He grew up in underground clinics, worked for a long time as a bartender in a bar where hooligans gathered, and...... He'd killed so many Adventists, and he'd been on the run for so long, long enough for him to hone his most sensitive nerves and vigilance.

[Shhh

Calvin tensed the muscles of his whole body for the first time, and he gave a quiet indication to Heath with the shape of his mouth.

He was a little worried that Sistu, who was the housekeeper, would panic or be confused, but to his surprise, Sistu seemed to be able to cope better than he could. The young man looked unusually calm, and he writhed his body slightly and silently (Calvin didn't know if it was because he was too nervous, but the way Histu moved seemed to him was a little weird), and then Calvin watched as the Hiss image slipped into the shadow of the furniture like a gecko or a ghost.

Calvin couldn't even see how he moved, but when Heath returned to Calvin, a long dinner knife appeared in his hand.

Calvin's brow twitched at the sight of the knife, and he recognized it as the knife that Virgili had once cut the hapless stray dog—it was said to have been sharpened for a long time, and was as sharp as a scalpel.

"In this case, it is less likely to feel pain. ”】

Calvin's ears seemed to ring with Vigilli's words at that time.

It was at this moment that he deeply realized that the man in front of him was indeed an inseparable member of Vicili.

"Ka-"

There was another soft thud.

The sound is even weaker than before.

Calvin's expression then became more serious.

It was the sound of footsteps, and it was clear that the intruders of the house had entered the interior of the house.

Calvin's nerves tensed, he glanced at Heath, and motioned for the other to hand him the knife.

Heath did so.

[You stay here, I'll go up and have a look.] 】

Calvin said with his lips.

Heath stared at Calvin calmly, there was no sway in his eyes, and Calvin couldn't tell if he really understood him.

"Ka-"

But the footsteps sounded again.

Calvin turned his head to look in the direction of the second floor, his brow furrowed.

Who would break into this place out of nowhere? His brain was racing and his body was sweating slightly.

Is it Adventist? or is it ...... The perverted serial killer who followed him?

Thinking of this, Calvin couldn't care about anything else.

He reached out and tapped Histu on the shoulder, and then he was surprised to find that under the fabric of his clothes, Histu's muscles were tense like stones.

A strange thing slipped through Calvin's mind, but the critical situation left him unable to delve deeper.

Be careful to stay here and don't let others find you. 】

Calvin hurriedly instructed, and then he bowed slightly, lowered the center, and probably sneaked cautiously and silently to the second floor.

"Ka-"

It's still the kind of light and dry footsteps, and when you get closer, you can easily tell where a person is.

Calvin reached the staircase on the second floor, unbuttoned some of his shirt, and wrapped the fabric of his drooping cuffs around the handle of his dinner knife.

After doing this, he very cautiously tilted his head and looked in the direction of the other party.

Contrary to the slightly strange sound of soft footsteps, the other party did not seem to have chosen a more secluded location when they infiltrated the villa.

The cracked window was at the end of the hallway facing the staircase, the glass had shattered, some triangular fragments of glass were still on the window frame, and the damp and fishy smell of the sea breeze floated in the air.

Under the dim corridor lamp, the wallpaper on both sides of the corridor is a deep ochre color.

A pitch-black shadow stood right in the middle of the hallway. Because of the backlight, Calvin had a hard time seeing him.

But what is certain is that the other party is very thin and dark, and his posture is very strange, with his shoulders high and his head pressed low on his chest.

"Ka-"

Just as Calvin saw him, he straightened his leg and took another step forward.

For a moment, Calvin almost thought it was just a drunk, delirious drunk, who had broken into a stranger's house under the influence of alcohol.

Because he looked so strange, his movements were so slow, not at all like what an intruder should be, and his center of gravity seemed quite unstable, and even if he walked slowly forward, he swayed from side to side.

But at this moment, the gust of wind blew.

The damp smell suddenly became stronger—Calvin snapped a spirit, and he reacted that the fishy smell that permeated the second floor was not the smell of the sea, but the smell of flesh as it first began to rot.

Calvin's heart beat faster for a moment, and a drop of cold sweat slowly slid down his hairline and down his cheeks.

Wrong......

Something must be wrong......

In Calvin's fierce heartbeat, the uninvited guest finally moved slowly to the edge of the wall light.

Calvin was finally able to see him clearly.

But he would rather not have it himself.

It wasn't him who killed her...... No, it should be said, it's it.

Calvin had thought that the man was wearing a dark brown bodysuit, but now he realized that it was not a straitjacket, but the slightly swollen skin of the other party.

Its face was very swollen, and its dark purple tongue squeezed out of its mouth and hung heavily on its chin.

The eyeballs are cloudy and dull grayish-white, and they have also been squeezed out of the sockets.

On its chest and stomach, there was a distinct Y-shaped cut, crimson, almost black blood stains oozing out of the fine sutures on the cuts, emitting a thick fishy smell.

It is unknown how long it has been dead, but there is no doubt that its body has begun to stiffen, making it difficult for it to walk. 166 Reading Network