I motioned for the pieces to retreat one after the other, and not to act rashly. Then he stepped forward and carefully twisted the sticks slightly.

The first four sticks will cause the floor to shatter as it did just now. There was only a fifth stick, which was broken but did not move at all.

So what is this device for? I was immediately confused.

"Glutinous rice, look at this." Shatter suddenly tugged at the corner of my coat behind me.

When I looked back, I saw in my broken hand a wooden stick that was exactly the same as the one stuck in the notch in the wall.

"Huh?! You broke it off?! I was startled and quickly looked back to see that the five sticks on the wall were still in the notch.

Ay? So how did the one in her hand come from?

"No, this stick just rolled over from the side, and it hit my foot, so I picked it up......," Shatter explained, handing it to me.

I was holding the stick, and I felt very inexplicable. Where did this come from?

"Did you just move some kind of mechanism? Will you try to move that last stick again? Crush asked me, pointing to the wall.

"Okay." I nodded, and flicked the stick in the last notch in the wall again.

But there was still no response, and nothing rolled on the ground again.

It doesn't seem to be because of this mechanism...... So where did this stick come from? Did someone else throw it over? But the corner is so far away, if you throw it, it should be quite a lot of movement on the stone floor, and there is no reason why we should not find it. Even if it rolls over, it's not likely, and let's not talk about how loud the noise the sticks make when they roll, but it's basically impossible to roll such a heavy stick from such a far corner on this uneven stone floor at one time.

So sure enough, we inadvertently activated some mechanism to make this stick pop out on its own?

At this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound in the wall, as if something that had been misplaced had suddenly stuck in place again, and the gears in the wall made a "click" sound again. Then the stick stuck in the last notch suddenly moved on its own, first to the right, then to the left, and then to the middle.

Then, the next moment, the other sticks suddenly began to swing from side to side on their own, as if they had suddenly failed. As a result, the floor cracked and closed again, so that we had to jump around with screams so that we wouldn't accidentally get caught in the crack and get hurt.

Broken motor nerves were more agile, and after a few moments of jumping, she seemed to grasp the pattern of cracking floors, and not only quickly re-approached the wall, but also tried to hold on to one of the swinging sticks in an attempt to stop the sudden riot. But the swing of the sticks was obviously much stronger than she had imagined, and she was first hit in the wrist by the other striking sticks, and then fell backwards with an unsteady center of gravity, seeing that something terrible was about to happen.

I hurriedly jumped up and threw the wooden sticks in my hand at the wooden sticks that were swinging in a staggered manner, just when the first and fourth rows of wooden sticks that were swinging in opposite directions were stuck at once. And after these two sticks were stuck, the remaining two sticks naturally stopped - at least they could be found to have their lives saved.

I quickly turned around to see if the pieces were hurt. Fortunately, she was only frightened and looked a little stunned, there were no obvious wounds on her body, and the crack in the ground did not catch her, but there was a noticeable redness and swelling on her wrist due to the strong impact of the wooden stick just now.

I took out the stasis medicine in my bag and sprayed her, and helped her up, seeing that she was still stunned and didn't know what had just happened, I couldn't help but pound her on the head: "Hurry up and come back to your senses!" Really, do you know how dangerous you were just now? If I'm a little unlucky, your hands and feet may have been clipped! ”

Only then did her whole body tremble, her eyes regained clarity, and then she gradually began to show a frightened expression: "Ah! At that moment, I really thought that I would be here for the rest of my life. ”

I took a sip on her, then turned back to look at the mechanism on the wall again. Why is it all of a sudden? What's the secret behind this wall? Is it related to the reason why Ono was abducted? Maybe it's another secret that the government wants to hide...... In other words, this is the first time that I have encountered a certain amount of danger since entering the secret passage.

But...... If the time goes on like this, what will Mom and Dad do? I immediately became entangled, Mom and Dad can't wait, but this mechanism also makes me care a lot. I always felt like it was like the last one, and if I just gave up and walked away, I would miss something important and regret it.

But I was almost murdered last time?! Although it is true that I found clues to my uncle, Dean Lu, younger brother, and parents later, I can't guarantee that it will go so smoothly every time, right? Do you have to believe in your sixth sense this time? What if it's wrong? ……

While I was still hesitating indefinitely, Crush suddenly pointed to the floor and said, "Huh? Glutinous rice, you see what seems to be in this crevice. ”

I subconsciously looked down. Indeed, there seemed to be something caught in it, and I hesitated, but reached for a moment and tried to pull it out—hoping that the stick would not suddenly break off the chain at this time.

Fortunately, in the end, my hand was stretched out safely. I looked at what I was holding, and it was a box of film. Did someone from before accidentally fall into it? Or did someone put it here on purpose?

I remember that the film could be viewed directly at the light, and although it was black and white, the general content could still be seen.

…… But let's see what was filmed in it later, and now the most important thing is to find my parents.

I explained the situation to Crumble, and she said she would go with her. "But there is only one more person on that island, are you willing to help me guard the walkway and prevent others from coming up?" I watched her face carefully. It's going to be similar to "dropping" her again, and I don't know if she'll go berserk again.

She slapped me hard and replied, "Of course it's fine!" Which of us is with whom, anyway, you can't leave me at the only intersection anyway, I'm sticking to you this time! Ha ha! ”

So we decisively abandoned this strange place and moved on to the front of the road.