Re-enter the fairy tale house
Although Yu Siqi was also interested in the situation in the kitchen, for various reasons, he chose to go to the priest's bedroom first.
When I came to the second floor, the door was blank, and the lights inside were still bright.
If it weren't for Yu Siqi's ability to see through the hidden door and find that there was no one inside, maybe he would have mistakenly thought that someone was inside.
Gently pushing open the door, the first thing Yu Siqi noticed was the dustpan placed at the door. If you're not careful, you'll even trip over it.
But then Yu Siqi remembered that this thing should normally be placed downstairs, how could it appear in the priest's bedroom?
With such doubts, Yu Siqi moved the dustpan to the side.
Just as his gaze moved to the inside of the dustpan, Yu Siqi easily solved the puzzle.
Something that looked like a melon peel and a husk appeared inside the dustpan. It is clear that someone once brought it in to clean up for the priest.
Considering that this kind of work is usually done by Xie Baozhen, then there is no doubt that she pulled things here because of other things when she was cleaning.
As for what happened, Yu Siqi guessed that it was probably the disappearance of the priest.
Successfully solving this puzzle did not give Yu Siqi any satisfaction, it only made him confirm that he was in a good state now.
Taking his eyes off the dustpan, Yu Siqi walked to the desk.
This is an antique-style desk, which is said to have been purchased by Ansami's father from the thrift market for a lower price than the market price. As for whether it is 'genuine', he himself doesn't care at all, he just thinks that the table is easy to use, and that's enough.
At this moment, several books were spread out on the desk. Yu Siqi flipped through it casually and found that these were all readings about religious sacrifices.
One of the illustrations on it is even a little too bloody and curious, which makes people feel a little sick to their stomachs after reading it.
Yu Siqi turned his gaze away, looking around the rest of the room.
A folded coat was placed on the bed near the window, and a thick scripture book rested on the bedside table.
This undoubtedly shows that Father Ann is not actually ready to go out.
Because according to Yu Siqi's personal understanding, it is unlikely that the priest would give up on taking his book with him.
This leads to a new hypothesis that the priest was most likely involved in some strange event that forced him to disappear from the room unprepared.
If you think about it that way, it makes sense.
After all, not long ago, Yu Siqi himself had experienced a similar situation.
But reality is not just conjecture after all, and if Yu Siqi wants to confirm that his idea is correct, he must find more evidence to prove it.
To do this, he went downstairs to the kitchen.
When passing by the living room, Yu Siqi saw Xie Chonggui who was about to go out.
Somewhat curious, he asked the other party the reason, and Agui said directly: "I want to go to the agency to find a few acquaintances and see if I can use their instruments to scan the priest's current location." ”
"That's a good idea."
Yu Siqi was not prepared to prevent anyone from doing anything to get the priest back, so he did not reveal any retention at all.
After Xie Chonggui and his sister Xie Baozhen said a simple goodbye, Yu Siqi walked into the kitchen with a clear goal.
Then, without much effort, he found a clear, reflective silvery-white liquid on some dirty, greasy floor tiles.
If you touch it with your hand, you will find that this thing cannot be touched at all.
Obviously, the fingers have been poked in front of the other party, but there is still no progress. Even if Yu Siqi used a little more force, he could directly touch the slightly slippery ground.
'Isn't it touchable?' ’
After repeated confirmation, Yu Siqi came to this conclusion.
Just after Yu Siqi got up and walked around the kitchen, and after confirming that there were no other clues to look for, Xie Baozhen appeared in his field of vision and said to him: "I know that you are also trying to find the trace of the priest, but I am afraid that I can only regret to tell you that it is all in vain now."
Because before you got up, my brother and I had searched every corner of the room inside and out, and found no trace of the priest.
Even the 'private site' in Bobosa, we looked into it and didn't find anything out of the ordinary. ”
"So, Father He's really missing?"
Yu Siqi didn't question Xie Baozhen's idea at all, he had known her for so long and knew very well that she wouldn't lie to himself.
"And it's certain that he's disappeared in a way we didn't know about it."
After Xie Baozhen said this, he turned around and left the kitchen.
It seems that she doesn't intend to stop Yu Siqi's personal investigation, but simply comes over to explain some information.
Although Xie Baozhen had personally explained a lot of useful information to Yu Siqi, out of caution and a little bit of individuality, Yu Siqi still found Bobosha and conveyed to him his idea of wanting to go to his house to see.
"If Sir, if you really want to go, I will naturally not come forward to stop you. But Bobosha must emphasize to you that this time, unlike last time, Bobosha did not steal anything from you.
The menorah had always been in the priest's bedroom, and I hadn't touched it for a long time. ”
"I know. Don't let that put you off, Bobosha. I'm just missing the tea you made. ”
In order to make Bobosha's mood better, Yu Siqi even touted the tea he brewed against his will.
Sure enough, with the blessing of 'tea', Bobosha was a little more enthusiastic than before.
I saw him take Yu Siqi's left hand and lead him down the inconspicuous secret passage to the basement hidden under the kitchen.
The scenery here is no longer as monotonous as when Yu Siqi first saw it.
There are leaves, flowers, and clouds, which were almost uncommon before.
It seems that Bobosha has grown a lot in the days when he is not at home.
Immediately after, they came to the private room called the 'Fairy Tale House'. The old-fashioned wooden furniture is still so familiar, and the overall atmosphere is not much different from when I came back.
If anything, the stage, which was still in the room, is gone.
Instead, there was a strange instrument made entirely of iron sheets and steel rings, as well as some rusty pipes, and Yu Siqi looked at it closely, but he didn't really recognize what it was.
It wasn't until Bobosha came over with the brewed tea that he met Yu Siqi's eyes and hurriedly asked enthusiastically, "Is Mr. interested in the drum kit I assembled myself?" ”