Red light shines down from the walls and is reflected on all the ornaments in the exhibition hall. On the ceiling, there was still some bright light on the top, which could illuminate the entire exhibition hall.

But now, the lamp on the ceiling is just an ornament, and it doesn't give out a single light when it hangs on the ceiling, and all the lights shine down from the wall. And only red.

The whole exhibition hall is eerie, not like a museum for people to visit, but rather like a haunted house. Ling Yu and the others slowly took their own steps and walked into the exhibition hall.

Zhang Xiaoqian and Han Mowenya walked in the center of the exhibition hall, looking at the items displayed on the display table. It must have been their fourth day at the Museum of the Dead, and the exhibition hall they had seen was the fourth room they had seen.

But the fourth room today is different from the previous three days, especially the lights in the room. Not only that, but there are also the items placed on the display stand. Before, it was not a vase or something, but a valuable craft, or a wine vessel or something. Except for the next day, all the rooms were famous paintings.

But now, on the exhibition stand, the three of them looked at the objects on it. Some specimens of living creatures, as well as bloody skeletons, Han Mo and Wen Ya stepped forward to look more closely.

They looked at one of the display stands, and in front of them was a specimen of an owl, its deep eyes as if it was giving its last distress signal at the end of its life. There was not tears in his eyes, but blood. On its feathers, there were bloody marks, and the twisted bones on the stump claws. Originally, the light in this exhibition hall was already blood red, and with the red on the specimen itself, it looked like a prey being slaughtered step by step. It was tortured alive and died.

Wen Ya looked at the specimen in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a chill behind her. His breathing began to become rapid, as if he had seen something more terrible than a nightmare, and he was depressed, but he couldn't say anything. It was as if the cry that had just reached the throat was suppressed again.

The scene in front of him seemed to pick up all the fragments of his previous memories. But the fragments were so scattered that I couldn't find the slightest clue.

"What's wrong with you?"

Han Mo saw that Wen Ya was suddenly sweating profusely now, he had never seen Wen Ya like this, for a while he stroked Wen Ya's back, and could only try his best to comfort her. When her arm touched Wenya's body, Wenya seemed to be awakened by something, and she suddenly recovered, without that feeling of losing her mind.

It was as if she had just realized that Han Mo had put her hand on her back. Then he wiped the sweat on his head and said to Han Mo, "It's nothing, it's just that when I looked at this specimen just now, I was suddenly stunned, and there were suddenly a lot more things in my mind, but it was very vague." ”

After Wen Ya finished speaking, Han Mo looked at the owl specimen in front of Wen Ya, the owl looked like a ghost hunting in the middle of the night, it still had blood on its body, but she didn't know why Wen Ya was so excited and depressed when she saw this specimen, as if it evoked something in her mind.

After Han Mo saw that Wenya had recovered a little, he continued to say to her, "Did you not rest well last night?" ”

"Maybe, I don't know how it suddenly happened."

"Do you have an impression of some of the things that happened before?" Han Mo then asked.

But Wen Ya just shook her head, and it didn't seem to come to fruition. This scene was seen by Ling Yu on the side. Ling Yu didn't know about Wenya's situation, and she didn't know what Wenya had experienced before. However, looking at Wen Ya's appearance just now, it seems that she has some special memories of the owl specimen.

At the same time, beside Ling Yu, Qin Jian and Chu Ming stood in front of the wall, but it was not the position of the previous day, if they stood in the same position a few days ago to see the only one in the exhibition hall with a metal frame, and all the famous paintings were after the nineteenth century, only that one was before the nineteenth century. Well, they're in a different position now because they didn't find what they wanted.

In front of the two of them, or on the whole wall, under the red light, each painting on the wall is framed with metal, although the content of the painting is different, but all the paintings are only one time, from 1876.

Qin Jian looked at the famous paintings on the wall, and had countless questions in his mind. Why is it that all the famous paintings in today's exhibition hall belong to the same time, and they were all created in 1876? Is this trying to convey something? Or are these paintings the same as the only pre-19th-century paintings in each of the exhibition halls the other day?

Then he put his nose forward and sniffed it in front of all the famous paintings, and as he had deduced before, there was a familiar smell on each of them.

In this way, the famous paintings on these walls are the same as the only special paintings in the first three exhibition halls.

Looking at the lighting and furnishings in this room, all of them are related to red, giving people a depressing feeling. Time passed little by little, and soon they had been in the room for about an hour.

With the experience of the first three days, they have already gained some measure. In a short period of time, you can grasp some information in the room as soon as possible. Soon, they withdrew from the room, and all that remained was to discuss the clues they had together in the dining room.

A few people seemed to have discussed it before, they left the red exhibition hall at the same time, but there was also one person who did not leave, Qin Jian stayed in the exhibition hall alone, in front of the scroll in front of the wall, still feeling the taste of it, and had been studying the time on the famous painting, and the metal frame scroll in the previous exhibition halls, to see if he could find any clues from the time.

The red sofa was quickly filled with people, and the color on it was exactly the same as the color of the lights in the exhibition hall, except that the lights in this room were brighter, and it seemed that the red here was more vivid.

In the room, it seems that all the people have arrived, except for Qin Jian, who is still in the exhibition hall, but now there is still no one missing in this room, and she has not appeared since the morning.

"Hasn't Fei'er come out yet?" Ling Yu looked at the room where there was no Yin Fei'er, and since this morning, Yin Fei'er has not appeared. It took them about an hour to enter the exhibition hall at best, and when they came out, the breakfast on the table was untouched.

"Xiaoqian, do you know what's going on?" Ling Yu asked Zhang Xiaoqian again.

But Zhang Xiaoqian replied, "I don't know, hasn't she come out yet?" ”

"Why don't I go to Sister Fei'er's room and have a look." Xiao Ran said. The only people present were Wen Ya Lingyu and herself were girls, so it was more appropriate to go to the girl's room or a girl.

After Shu Xiaoran finished speaking, Ling Yu immediately looked at the empty door behind the bookshelf, which was still dark and couldn't be seen clearly.

"Could it be that Fei'er has already entered that secret tunnel?" Han Mo was skeptical at the same time.

"Let's go find Fei'er, if something really happens here, it's really not easy to solve." Wen Ya also said at this time.

"Xiao Ran, you go to Fei'er's room to have a look, even if Fei'er is not in the room, see if there is anything strange in her room, Chu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqian go to that secret passage to see if Fei'er is in the kitchen or with Ling Qi."

Ling Yu said to them as if he was giving an order. And Ling Yu's ability, everyone present is clear. So there was no objection, and they agreed together. Then Han Mo also said, "Then Wen Ya and I will also go down with them to find out." ”

Saying that, Han Mo was about to pull Wen Ya away, but was suddenly stopped by Ling Yu.

"Han Mo, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong, Ling Yu?" Han Mo didn't understand why Ling Yu suddenly stopped him. Ling Yu didn't call herself when she arranged the task just now, thinking that she did it on purpose.

"Wen Ya, you go down with Chu Ming first, Han Mo and I have something to talk about." Ling Yu looked at Wen Ya first when she spoke.

After Ling Yu finished speaking, Wen Ya looked at Han Mo beside her, as if she was asking for Han Mo's consent. Ling Yu looked at Han Mo and Wen Ya looking at each other, and then said, "Don't worry, if you are famous, Wen Ya will not be in any danger." ”

After Ling Yu finished speaking, Han Mo nodded, nodding to Ling Yu and Wen Ya.

Wen Ya followed Chu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqian into the secret passage, and at this time, only Han Mo and Ling Yu were left in this dining room.

"Say, you support them, especially Wenya, if you want to ask me something, it shouldn't have anything to do with Wenya." After Wen Ya left, Han Mo sat on the sofa and said to Ling Yu in front of him.

"It's worthy of Han Mo, over the years, your keen judgment has not weakened at all, and it is still the same as back then."

"Don't say the compliments now, just say what you want to ask."

"Okay, then I'll just ask." Ling Yu also sat on the sofa.

"Just now I saw Wen Ya's condition in the exhibition hall was a little wrong, her face was a little bad, at that time it was because she saw the bloody owl specimen in front of her, did she encounter anything before, and then received some stimulation after seeing the specimen."

After Ling Yu finished speaking, Han Mo said, "I don't know about this either. ”

"How did you and Wenya meet?"

"That seems like fifteen years ago."

"You go on." Ling Yu said.

"Do you know when I first met Wenya?"

"When?"

"It was when I captured her father!".

"What?" The more Ling Yu listened, the more confused he became, how could he get involved with Wenya's father, and he was still arresting Wenya's father, fifteen years ago, at that time, Han Mo had just graduated from the police academy, and now looking at Wenya, who was twenty-five or sixteen years old, Wenya was just a little girl at that time, so fifteen years ago, what happened to Wenya's father?

"What happened fifteen years ago, and how did you meet Wenya?" All of Ling Yu's doubts were written on her face.