Behind the stone gate, there is a passage.

Following the passage, there was a similar cellar.

Seeing the mechanism of the wooden pillars and stone slabs, Ronan repeats his old tricks.

Another stone door opened, revealing a passageway.

Ronan took his phone and walked forward in the faint light.

According to a rough estimate, according to this direction and the length of the passage, the secret room leads to the outside of the castle.

In front of him, a half-hidden door appeared.

An old lock was left on the ground, covered in dust.

Ronan cautiously pushed the door open.

It's a room of thirty or forty square meters, and there aren't many things in the room.

The bed and sofa were covered in dust, and there was a coin-sized piece of blue substance in the corner of the floor, a bit like moldy bread.

If this chamber were completely sealed, there wouldn't be so much dust.

Coupled with the fact that he showed no signs of hypoxia, it can be concluded that there is a ventilated place in the house, which is likely to be the exit.

By the light of his phone, Ronan looked around the house.

Soon, above the wooden table, an iron ladder was seen that could be climbed.

Above, it seems to lead somewhere.

On the wooden table, a thick notebook sits along.

As soon as Ronan wanted to pick it up, he received a prompt from the system.

[Hidden Mission: Dusty Sin.] 】

[This task is dangerous, do you want to accept it?]

Not~

Ronan took his hand back and saved a file first.

Reaching for the notebook again, he froze when he heard the system's beep.

"Not accepted. ”

The voice fell, and the notebook in front of him began to spontaneously combust.

The flames quickly engulfed the notebook, but did not ignite the flammable wooden table.

Well, count it on you.

Ronan read the file, thought for a moment, and then chose to accept.

Benefits and risks coexist, and since they have encountered it, there is absolutely no reason to give up.

Recklessness is over.

[Hidden Mission: Dusty Sin.] 】

[Dust to dust, dust to dust.] There are some sins that are difficult to bury in dust after all]

[Requirements: Find any three sins of Bruce White.] 】

[Reward: 5,000 points]

"Who is Bruce White?"

Ronan rubbed his nose and prepared to stick to the notebook.

But before that, the footprints on the wooden table attracted his attention.

Above the wooden table, there is a ladder.

If you want to leave the room, you have to step on the wooden table.

There was dust on the table, showing footprints, and overlapping in some places.

Carefully identify the footprints, it should be two people.

Ronan frowned, he hadn't yet mastered the ability to judge height and weight based on footprints, and moved his gaze to the notebook.

The cover of the notebook is also stained with a lot of dust.

Through the light of the mobile phone, it can be seen that there are two distinct finger prints on the book cover.

Depending on the depth of the finger prints, one is wider and the other is thinner.

Ronan didn't touch the notebook, and gestured his finger to the two fingerprints.

The wide one, the size of his fingers, was a man's fingerprint.

The thinner fingerprints are mostly a woman.

This means that there had already been two visitors to this chamber before Ronan arrived.

One male, one female.

By the depth of the dust on the fingers, you can judge the order in which the two came.

In a stationary environment, the dust generated on the notebook is consistent.

The lighter the dust on the fingerprint, the closer the time. The deeper the dust, the farther away the time.

From this, it can be seen that women arrive first, and men arrive last.

Ronan held his phone in his left hand and opened his notebook with his right hand.

Looking at the contents, it's like a diary.

He calmed down and began to flip through it.

"Wednesday, December 17, 1941, cloudy.

Today is my 22nd birthday.

In previous years, no matter how busy Brother Stryker and Dylan were, they would take the time to send congratulatory messages.

But this year, nothing.

The war has taken the lives of too many family members, and my heart has long been numb.

What is a small birthday?

According to Sergeant Smith at the outpost, Amber Harbor was attacked by the Neon Nation the other day.

My God, Aunt Lawrence, they went to visit, but they were all there!

Let's hope they're all okay.

The White family, there are only eleven of us left, God willing. 』

Thursday, December 25, 1941, cloudy.

It's Christmas, and the streets are red and green, but everyone is not happy at all.

When the war broke out on the front line, I received the last thing I wanted to see.

I'm the only one left in the White family.

I miss my mom so much, I miss my brothers so much, I miss my home so much.

But where is my home?'

"Saturday, January 3, 1942, fine.

My father still had some connections in politics, and this was one of the few things he could leave behind after his death.

At noon, I received an appointment from the military headquarters.

Master Roosevelt specially authorized me to lead a team of 50 men to garrison an island about 80 nautical miles south of Hawaii.

Most of the people who traveled with me were the only men left in their respective families.

The ship brought abundant supplies, as well as some tools and supplies.

I understand that such an arrangement is not stable in the country.

It took a lot of effort to keep the fire for our shattered family.

It's just that I don't know what the point of being stationed on the island is.

Sometimes I really want to go to the front line and die.

Okay, ready to set off and assemble. 』

"Sunday, January 4, 1942, fine.

The sun is good today.

I met Pete on the departure line, it was my old hair boy.

The most talked about is all about when I was a child, full of memories.

At that time, we were shirtless, scattering joy in the wheat fields, chasing hares, not to mention how cheerful we were.

It's embarrassing.

We all know why we are walking together.

Regarding those sad things, there is a tacit understanding that there is no mention of it.

Pete also complained that if he wanted to keep the fire, why didn't he bring a few more women?

I laughed along with everyone.

It was the first time I've laughed out loud in a month.

Hope that life on the island is a new beginning. 』

"Wednesday, January 6, 1942, light rain.

Everyone was busy all day yesterday, transporting supplies from the ship to the outpost.

Cutting down trees, building wooden houses, planning areas, inspecting islands, building fortifications, etc.

As long as you're busy, you won't think about those bad things.

I've come to love the feeling of being needed.

In the evening, Pete hit a hare, which was very fragrant.

Wait for the rain to stop and then go shopping with him.

Maybe you don't have to eat canned cod at night, is that something for people?'

"Saturday, January 9, 1942, cloudy.

Some soldiers reported wanting to visit the main island.

I couldn't keep myself busy, so I asked Pete to take someone with me.

Let's hope something doesn't happen.

It often rains on the island, and it comes and goes quickly, and the neck is a little stiff, and it may be stiff. 』

"Sunday, January 10, 1942, fine.

Pete is back with exciting good news.

On a larger island, they found an uninhabited castle.

Thank God, I finally don't have to sleep in a damp cabin. 』

Continuing on, there was the day when the officer, Bruce White, moved into the castle with his men and developed the island.

Generally, it is written every few days or months, and most of them are trivial things.

Ronan blinked, his eyes a little dry from the long reading.

Rubbing his eyes, he sped up his reading.