The door lock has been pried, but it should have been some time.

'Someone has been here before?' ’

Ye Mingzhe was more cautious, he took off the electric shock baton from his waist, held the flashlight in one hand and the electric shock baton in the other, and gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak-"

It was as if it was an old ancestral house.

As soon as the door was opened, a cold wind blew out of it, and there was a musty smell in the air.

Because of the turtle breath mask, Ye Mingzhe is more sensitive to smells.

'There is no smell of rotting corpses, no smell of blood, it's normal to smell musty. ’

Ye Mingzhe stuck a small stone at the bottom door shaft, and brought a cantaloupe-sized stone from the yard to the bottom of the door lock.

Then the main entrance cannot be closed.

He glanced at the time.

23:55

'Gotta get in!' ’

At the entrance is a shoe cabinet.

A few pairs of slippers with only skeletons left scattered around the shoe cabinet.

There is a switch above the shoe cabinet.

He pressed a few times, but there was no response.

Ye Mingzhe opened the shoe cabinet, and it was almost full of sneakers.

He casually picked up a shoe and looked at it, the sole was now cleaner than the upper, and there were both men, women, and children, and more than half of them were parent-child models.

It seems that the relationship of the family is quite good. ’

Ye Mingzhe put the shoes back in their place, gently closed the shoe cabinet, and continued to walk inside.

A few steps past the shoe cabinet to the living room.

The living room is large, with one long and three short sofas surrounding an oval coffee table.

There was nothing on the coffee table.

He touched the sofa, it was not leather, it felt like linen, because it had been absent for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust on his face.

There is a lump of books on the long couch.

Ye Mingzhe picked it up, I don't know if it was soaked in water or other reasons, the pages of the book have been bent and deformed, and some swelled, which makes the book several times thicker, but I can vaguely tell that this is a children's picture book.

It's just that many of the drawings on it have been spent, and all kinds of colors are mixed together, abstract and weird.

He put the album in front of his nose and smelled it, there was no strange smell, even the smell of the paint itself had disappeared.

The flashlight shone on the wall of the living room, on which were scattered with picture frames and picture frames.

Ye Mingzhe walked towards the photo frame first.

He recognized the little girl at a glance as the shepherd boy, but she looked younger than she was now.

The shepherd boy was happily holding balloons and marshmallows, surrounded by a man and a woman, the man looked elegant, about forty years old, and the woman should be less than thirty years old, revealing an intellectual beauty.

It should be the parents of the shepherd boy. ’

The background of the photo is an amusement park.

'Why does this man and woman look familiar?' ’

Ye Mingzhe recalled carefully, but he couldn't remember it at all, but this familiar feeling couldn't be wrong.

He looked at the other photos, most of which were life photos, two of which were taken by the shepherd boy with the certificate.

Ye Mingzhe looked at the paintings again, and at a glance he knew that most of them were children's works, with large patches of color graffiti, and the figures and scenery were painted relatively abstractly.

He looked side by side, and some of the paintings had children's immature handwriting.

'Tong Tong wrote it. ’

"My Family", "Going to School", "Little Ailang", "Tea Party"...

When he saw the painting of the tea party, Ye Mingzhe's eyes lit up, because he found that there was a line of crooked small characters written on the painting.

"We are best friends, we are always together!"

'Best friend! ’

Ye Mingzhe was about to take down the painting and take a closer look, but found that he couldn't take it down.

It's like it's welded to the wall.

There was no way, Ye Mingzhe could only tiptoe his face over a bit.

The painting depicts a house of four little guys sitting around a small square table.

The little girl who is pouring tea should be a shepherd boy.

Sitting opposite her was a black, round thing, probably because of too much time, the paint peeled off a lot, and Ye Mingzhe really couldn't tell that this was a divine horse.

'A little fat man? ’

Sitting on the left hand side of the little girl is a little boy, but the little boy's buttocks are in a strange position, because there is a short straight line like a tail.

Was it a slip in the shepherd boy's hand, or was it just a little boy with a long tail?' ’

And the one sitting on the right hand side of the little girl is the clearest, as can be seen from its long ears and recognizable face.

It's a rabbit.

The background of the painting is a house surrounded by many other gadgets, which Ye Mingzhe guesses are toys.

Ye Mingzhe memorized all the contents of this painting in his mind, and then deliberately illuminated the ceiling with a flashlight.

Extravagant crystal chandeliers and nothing else.

There is a boxy mark in the corner of the living room.

'I think there used to be a water dispenser or an air conditioner or something. ’

It takes a long time to leave it for a long time to form a mark, which is more noticeable due to the accumulation of dust.

The living room was almost checked, and Ye Mingzhe walked towards the room next to him.

This is the restaurant.

A large oval glass table with a vase on it.

It's just that the flowers inside have long since died.

Large and small cushions are also scattered throughout the dining table.

Ye Mingzhe picked up a mat, and with a slight force, the mat shattered, and the fine slag fell down with the dust swaying in the air.

The dining room is next to the kitchen and is separated by a rectangular counter between the two.

On the wall were rows of neat cabinets, which Ye Mingzhe opened as soon as he pulled them, and a smell of spoiled food came from inside.

This mask makes the smell several times deeper, which is really a little choking. ’

Ye Mingzhe walked to the counter, there were many bottles and cans on it, and the knife holder was full of all kinds of ... Brand new knives!

'You can see that there were people in the villa who were good at cooking. This was the first thing that came to his mind!

'Not true! How come these knives are all new? “

Ye Mingzhe was just about to reach out and pick up a jar, when the light of the flashlight inadvertently shone on the ground behind the counter.

On the ground, a black humanoid silhouette... Suddenly!

He immediately shone the flashlight over, and he was really alone!

No, to be precise, it should be a corpse.

Who is this man?!

Ye Mingzhe walked around the counter and walked over.

A dried corpse about 1.8 meters long was lying in the kitchen hallway.

Looks like he's been dead for a long time.

The cadavers were dressed in hiking boots, jeans, jackets, and a tattered hat on their heads.

There is also a backpack next to it.

looks like a man, but Ye Mingzhe thinks he shouldn't be the father of the shepherd boy.

He crouched down and groped around the corpse.

Lighters, chewing gum, daggers? Pincers?

'What is this guy doing with a dagger and pliers?' ’

Ye Mingzhe took the backpack over, then stood up, put the backpack on the counter, and was just about to open the backpack to check the contents inside.

Outcome... The strange scene on the counter made his cold hair stand up!

On the knife holder that was full just now,

Now there's one less knife!

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