There is a brick flower bed in one corner of the room. When I got closer, it was a tree planted in that corner.

Judging by the thickness of the tree, it can be said that it is a large tree, and the lush green leaves reach close to the ceiling. But this tree can't help but make me feel uncomfortable: this tree has meridians that resemble human beings, and even some open mouths, and the roots are very similar to soft larvae.

To be honest, when I was reading the novel, I was also frightened by the tree planted in the Western-style pavilion. I didn't know the name of the tree, but the wriggling branches reminded me of the veins of monsters.

At this moment, there was an extremely ugly sound in the distance, "Qiang! Boom! Boom! The sound of metal grinding.

You don't have to listen to it, the sound is coming from the door next to the staircase. I tried to turn the doorknob, then lifted my leg and kicked it in.

Behind the door is a reception room. Except for the blazing fireworks in front of the sofa, there was a hint of warmth, and everything else was extremely dark.

There are bookshelves and decorative shelves on the wall, but the most eye-catching thing is still the vigorous flame, and the silhouette of the sofa in front of the stove, like a silhouette painting, clearly displayed in front of my eyes.

There was also a rather clear person, sitting on the couch, not paying the slightest attention to what I meant.

No need to observe. I know it's just a "Western armor-type bonsai".

So I struck a match and threw it into my armor. It wasn't long before there was a crackling burning and crashing sound in the armor, sounding like a human scream.

There should be two or three people's certificates in the furnace, and they should all be detectives' identification.

But none of that has anything to do with me. I exited the first floor door very purposefully, leaving the living room and returning to the outside hall.

I heard a strong knock at the entrance door, startling me.

The man outside the door spun hard a few times. On my side, however, I could only see the doorknob spinning there, with no sign that it was about to be opened.

The man on the other side tried to knock on the door a few times from time to time. However, the door remained untouched.

I know why. So, because of that, I feel even more scared.

I knew that the owner of the cannibal house would definitely lock the door, so I broke the door lock in advance.

What really didn't surprise me was...... The other party will install an iron gate directly on the gate!

So what is that...... Now there is a constant knock on the door outside...... Is it the Fog Cut Hibiki?

I knew that on the outside of the surrounding windows, none of them had been pulled down and iron grilles were installed, so that it was impossible to climb out of the windows.

I thought that by breaking the door lock, I would be able to leave myself a way out. Even if the subsequent battle plan fails, it is impossible to ......

Never mind. There is no turning back, and now is not the time to sigh about this. I glanced at the stairs, gritted my teeth, and went upstairs as planned.

There are thirteen staircases, all of which are beautifully crafted – if you don't make a "creaking-crunching" sound all the way through.

The second floor exudes a quiet atmosphere, as cool as the forest in the early hours of the morning. But I shudder at the thought of the pile of skulls that the protagonist sees in the restaurant in the novel.

Turn around the corner of the hallway, and there is an open door ahead. I saw a figure running in and closing the door.

Now, everything is obviously completely different from what I envisioned. I don't know what she's trying to do now, but if I'm not mistaken, she's ...... It should be the fog cut ringer.

But now the situation is that Hibiki Kiriko is locked outside, and I am locked inside.

I can't care so much about it. I walked over to the door that the woman had led me to, and gently pushed it open.

The interior of the room is decorated like a hotel room, and there is a bed and wardrobe in the depths of the room, as well as a bathroom and toilet.

The room is very dimly lit. The only thing that lit up the room was the lamp on the bedside table, which still emitted a faint glow.

In addition, there is one thing that is the same as the outside, which is the thick dust.

No need to search. I opened the closet, noticed that there was no dust in the hook, and pressed it.

The planks on the inside of the closet, like a door, opened towards us, and the secret door finally opened.

It's the same as in the novel. As soon as I entered, my eyes were surrounded by a wave of moisture.

I looked around. The walls are covered with a variety of plants, and the walls and floors are not visible. Even the feet are stepping on a pile of grass and trees.

There were also slender blade-like leaves, and leaves like open umbrellas, and vines hanging from the ceiling on the walls.

Over here...... It's an abandoned botanical garden.

In the depths of the room, it's like a laboratory. On the leaf-covered table, you can see test tubes with potions, broken beakers, extinguished alcohol lamps, and used syringes.

The meaning of these things is as useless to me as the broken papers in the cabinet, the obscure equations on the blackboard, the plants that fill the room, and the skeletons at my feet. I just opened the drawer, looking for something in my memory.

Hard-working people, God does not pay, I found it.

In the drawer, there was a bottle of cloudy liquid. The words on the label are blurred, so I can't tell what it is at all.

I don't have to see it, it's useful.

Stepping out of the small door of the closet, I returned to the hallway. At this moment, the corridor is overgrown with strange plants. Most of them are oddly shaped vines with red roses growing on them. They all wrap around the hallway, leaving no gaps.

Plants are plants. Although there are a lot of tricks, if they are the same as me, and there is nothing new at all, then it is not interesting.

The figure of the girl appeared in the distance, but I had no intention of caring about it. I pulled out a Swiss Army knife and began to cut through the thorns.

I returned to the lobby on the first floor. After thinking about it for a moment, he reached out and pushed the room with a huge door on the side of the stairs.

Strangely, the door was locked.

Really...... My memory has deteriorated.

That's when I remembered...... The room deep on the left side of the hall was where I went.

Behind that door, it didn't seem to be any different from the rest of the place. In addition to the vines scattered all around, there is also a dark, damp tunnel.

The vines didn't get in the way. I don't know who I'm welcoming in. Is it me, or is it Hibiki Kiriki?

I was like that, thinking and walking. Soon came to the end of this corridor.

There was another door that opened slightly, and the white light in the room could be faintly seen through the crack.

With the smell of potion peculiar to the hospital, and a familiar voice behind me:

"Who are you? Why here? ”