All the furniture in the room was covered with white dust cloths, and the arrival of the two seemed to wake up the silence of the room.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains in the distance blocked the sunlight outside, but with Song Qing's small eyesight, he could still see the room clearly at a glance.

As Zhou Ye said, the house is very large, even if the furniture is blocked, it can be seen that the owner of the house has definitely invested in the decoration.

The tiles on the floor were covered with a thin layer of dust, but the shadows of people could still be seen clearly.

A winding escalator went up to the second floor, and the beautifully carved railing was worth a lot, and if it weren't for the accident that happened in this house, with this location, the size and decoration of this house, four million would definitely not be its turn.

"Song ......"

As soon as Zhou Ye spoke, the sound echoed in the empty room, the ceiling of the room was extremely high, and a beautiful crystal lamp hung down from the top, and by the faint light of the door, the edges and corners of the crystal refracted a faint light and shadow.

The curtains on it were also closed, and the room was dark and quiet, and Zhou Ye's echo seemed a little abrupt and weird.

He himself felt a little scary when he heard it, and quickly shut up.

There was a display screen on the wall at the door of the house, and the moment the door was opened by the sensor, the light screen lit up, and he found the switch to open the curtain and pressed it, and in the sound of 'click', the curtain moved to both sides, and a large amount of sunlight spilled into the room through several large windows overhead and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, driving away the darkness of the room.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, several stray cats of different colors inhabited here instinctively turned their heads the moment they sensed the opening of the curtains in the house.

The pair of round cat's eyes were through the glass, and when they saw the people in the room, they all stood up in fright and opened their mouths, which should have made a scream.

But the soundproofing of this room is very good, when the two of them stood at the door, they didn't even hear the cats meowing, those cats were like a frame of silent dynamic pictures, walking around the glass, but only the two of them were heard breathing in the house.

This kind of quietness makes Zhou Ye a little uncomfortable, modern people don't like the noisy environment, and most of the places to find accommodation are quiet, but at this time, Zhou Ye thinks that this place is a little too quiet, so quiet that he is hairy, and his heart is beating 'bang'.

The air in the room was very dreary, so he simply opened the glass door wider, so that the air from the outside blew in and the air from the inside.

The roses outside bloomed very well, and the scent of large streams of flowers poured into the room, filling the room with a smell that seemed to be sweet but not sweet.

"Miss Song, I'll take you around."

It may be that Song Qingxiao's composure beside her, and her neat skills in catching the wild cat just now, made Zhou Ye's originally uneasy heart feel much more steady.

He rubbed his nose, and after saying this, he took the lead in the house, followed by Song Qingxiao.

There were footsteps and breathing in the room, and compared with the previously quiet and terrifying atmosphere, it was suddenly much better, and Zhou Ye's expression was a little more relaxed than before.

The living room of this house is huge, and because of the high ceiling design, the space is more and more open, atmospheric, downstairs there are two rooms, two toilets and kitchen, all of which are elegantly decorated.

When Zhou Ye pushed open the glass door of the kitchen, outside the kitchen window, several wild cats were frightened, and they walked or fled in a smoke, and they were clean in a moment.

There were some pots and pans inside, all brand new, and some of them hadn't even been dismantled.

"Maybe it's not there all year round, I'll call the Animal Control Bureau later."

The empire has a department dedicated to capturing these stray animals, and after they are captured, they will wait for caring people to adopt them.

Kyoto has strict management in this area, and Zhou Ye was curious about how there were so many stray cats gathering in this place, and after he said this, he saw that Song Qingxiao did not show dissatisfaction, and the anger that came out of his mouth was relieved again.

This house Zhou Ye also came for the first time, and after looking at the first floor, the two went up to the second floor.

Judging from the layout of the house, the original owner, Ms. Sun, should have set the first floor as the children's residence, the second floor as the master bedroom, and the third floor as a sunny glass house for the family's office and entertainment.

There are only two suites on the second floor, each with complete supporting facilities, one is occupied by Ms. Sun and her husband, and the other is occupied by the legendary old lady who died unexpectedly.

Ms. Sun's room is not worthy of Zhou Ye's attention, the room is very large, and every piece of furniture seems to have been carefully designed by a famous artist.

When the heavy curtains were opened, only a layer of white blackout folded gauze was left to block the dazzling sunlight, making the light in the room very bright and soft.

There are all kinds of dressing rooms and toilets inside, but everything has been emptied, and it looks like a gorgeous model room.

After coming out of the master bedroom, I arrived at the door of the other room.

Everything in the room is intelligently controlled, and the lock at the door is unlocked by the electronic key in Zhou Ye's hand, and there is a soft 'click' sound, which makes Zhou Ye jump his brows in a quiet space.

I don't know if it was due to his psychological effect, he knew early on that this room was the place where the old lady committed suicide, so when he reached out to push the door, the hand hesitated for a moment, and it was still a little stiff and trembling.

The door was made of solid wood, and it was unusually heavy, and the chain made a slight noise when it was pushed open, but the sound was magnified exponentially in this place where a pin drop could be heard.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a gust of cold air rushed in, making Zhou Ye shiver.

Song Qingxiao was white as far as the eye could see, and it was a little abnormally white.

Whether it is the living room or the bedroom she saw before, when Ms. Sun decorates, the walls are all warm colors similar to light colors, and if there is no visual comparison, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish clearly at first glance.

But this room is different, it's obviously much 'newer' than the others!

The walls and ceiling are pure white, a bit of a glaring white, and it is evident that someone has redecorated it after the 'incident'.

Maybe it's trying too much to cover up what happened here, but it makes this room even more eye-catching.

This room is about the same size as the previous master bedroom, and it is also a large bed, with a white blackout cloth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

But because of the decoration of the house, when the sunlight shines through the white spun yarn, there is a dazzling feeling when it shines into the house, and it seems to be a little eye-catching.

The whole room was snow-white, and the white folded yarn had a large pale yellow dot-like stain that was particularly eye-catching, and Song Qingxiao remembered what Zhou Ye said when he was in the car at this time:

“…… There are always shallow traces of blood left in the room, and they can't be completely removed......"

These pale yellow stains should be the traces left by the old lady when she committed suicide.

Zhou Ye also saw this thing for the first time, he instinctively turned his head away, feeling like his throat was being choked, a little dry.

"Ahem, ahem." The house was cleaned, but he always felt as if it wasn't very clean, and even the air he breathed into his nasal cavity was very uncomfortable.

It was the height of summer outside, and there was no air conditioning in the house, so it stands to reason that even if the temperature in the house was low because it was vacant all year round, he felt that the place was too cold.

A chill poured from the floor through the soles of his shoes, making him feel uncomfortable.

"How?"

He coughed several times before he could hold back a sentence, and after asking, he felt a little embarrassed, and added:

"Miss Song, what do you think?"

"It's okay."

Song Qing nodded.

Compared with Zhou Ye's unnaturalness after his obvious mental power was suppressed, Song Qingxiao seemed much calmer.