Although Father An's theory just now made Yu Siqi feel a little. But when he really got into action, following the priest's instructions, to search for anything that might be collected. He still felt that the priest might be a little too optimistic in this matter.

Of course, as the only surviving supporter, he certainly would not stand up and accuse the priest of 'idealism' when he needed him most.

After all, it would be a bit too impersonal to say that even he could not accompany the priest to the 'end'

Because the priest had specially told him to search the relationship carefully, even if Yu Siqi had confirmed with his own eyes that there was nothing left in this room before, he still seriously searched carefully with the priest again.

It is said to be searching, but in fact, it has basically evolved into a 'second observation.' ’

Directly above his head are ceiling lamps that form an inverted triangle formation.

Overall, the overall hygiene of these lamps is quite good. If it weren't for the lack of electricity, we might still be able to use it now.

However, if you look closely, you will see that not only is there a lot of dust on the lampshade, but there are also many small flying insect 'corpses', forming black spots that are visible to the naked eye.

As Yu Siqi's gaze began to wander, he saw walls that were almost everywhere.

Looking at these slippery walls, Yu Siqi smiled alone. This is because there is really nothing to say about the wall.

After all, as long as you put a little effort into it, you will find that the entire wall, except for some areas of white paint peeling, there is really nothing else to care about.

If I have to say it, it's probably the one against the windowsill, and there are some footprints of different sizes.

Putting his eyes on the ground is the one thing Yu Siqi wants to do the most. At the same time, he himself thinks that if there are really any clues or details that they have missed, it will most likely only be on the ground.

In fact, his inference was almost quickly confirmed.

First, between the crevices near the shelves, he found a glass marble covered in dust. Then, very coincidentally, he found a small piece of paper at the very bottom of another shelf.

Judging by its remaining specimen and size, it is supposed to have been torn from the poster. The only pity is that there is no handwriting left on it.

Finally, Yu Siqi looked around the place where Father An asked him to search, and after confirming that he did not have any 'omissions', he put the 'trophies' on the windowsill.

At this time, he glanced at Father An, who was still wandering around the shelf, and thought that it would be better not to disturb him for the time being.

In order to pass the time, and also out of curiosity, Yu Siqi also deliberately stretched his gaze outside, planning to take a look at the situation over there.

As a result, there seems to be no one outside.

In this case, don't worry, they're going well. This is not good news for Siqi's side.

No matter what, Yu Siqi's heart still hopes that Father An can laugh until the 'end' as always.

When he withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, Yu Siqi noticed that Father An seemed to be circling the two rows of shelves.

He couldn't help but care, and subconsciously asked, "Did you find anything, priest?" ”

"No, nothing."

Father Ann stood there and said with a relaxed expression.

'Didn't find anything?' ’

This is not the answer Yu Siqi wants! As a priest who is omnipotent in his own mind, he will 'get nothing'. You know, even I managed to find 'a marble, a little piece of paper'.

And the 'almighty' priest can't even compare to himself?

When he heard this, Yu Siqi felt that he was really a little difficult to accept this answer. Therefore, he deliberately explained his concerns to Father Ann.

"I don't want to criticize you, Father. But you should probably know that Dr. Don't go down to the side. If we don't have a clue here, I'm afraid we'll make them laugh. ”

Yu Siqi said to Father An in a straight voice, and the latter stared at him for a long time, then walked up to him with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I noticed them going down a long time ago." ”

"It's all gone to the 'drugstore', isn't that worrying?"

Yu Siqi suddenly had the illusion that he was 'playing the piano to the cow'. It can be said that if this 'cow' was not a priest, he would have been too lazy to take care of it.

"The key to racing is not to get ahead of the other team, but to sprint at the end of the race. I don't think you should lose faith in us until the last minute. ”

As he walked back to the edge of the shelf, Father Ann stood on tiptoe and tried to reach his hand up.

"I didn't lose faith. I just think we might need to hurry. ”

Yu Siqi didn't want the priest to notice his pessimism, so he casually made an excuse for himself.

At first, he wasn't sure if he could fool this excuse around.

But when he looked at Father An, who had already begun to work on the shelf, he felt that just looking at the current posture of Father An, most of them had no time to take care of himself at all.

Sure enough, under Father An's brute force, these two rows of shelves were his opponents, and they were easily pushed down.

Originally, Yu Siqi was still a little puzzled, why Father An wanted to 'vent' at these two rows of shelves.

When he saw Father Ann pick up a thick atlas from the shelf that had fallen to the ground, he immediately knew what he meant.

Did the priest know from the beginning that there was something on the shelf?

Speaking of which, I think I did see the priest walking around the shelf.

At this time, there happened to be a folded poster that fell out of the atlas.

Father Ann hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and found that the poster seemed to be missing a corner. Seeing this scene, Yu Siqi remembered that he had found the small piece of paper before.

But it didn't matter, it was the handwriting on it that was enough to get them both excited.

After all, what could be closer to the 'mystery' than familiar handwriting?

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Father An glanced at the poster and handed it to Yu Siqi. The latter looked down and found that the contents were shocking enough.

Do you believe that there are things in this world that you can't even explain?

I believe.

It was my fourth day in the Ritual Order, and a guy who claimed to be a professor came to us. I don't know his intentions, I don't know who he really is, I just know that he's a talker.

As long as you dare to try to have a verbal conversation with him, he will definitely be able to speak like a 'machine gun' to completely say that you are 'autistic'.

Although he himself was very amiable, I saw an unknown side in him.

That's because, ever since he came here, we've been surrounded by fewer people.

Today's haircut girl is gone, and tomorrow Cheng Bo, who sells steamed buns, has lost his trace.

Such a strange thing went on for a whole week before it stopped.

Along with him was the professor, who did not want to be named. Just as he never appeared, his name was not remembered by many people.

The reason I'm going to record it is because we're not allowed to talk about it. Both openly and privately.

So to be honest, I'm not sure if writing these words down was the right choice. But I also don't think there's anything wrong with recording them. However, for the sake of safety, and to protect my own safety, I decided to hide it first.

So as not to be suspected of my head after being discovered by others. ’

"I mean, the guy who doesn't want to give his name can't be William, right?"

Yu Siqi looked at the short paragraph on the piece of paper and pondered it repeatedly.

"Do you think so?"

Father An looked into the distance with a smile, his eyes surprisingly cold.

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