We've all gone through the entire building, three stories and three floors, and we can't find any reason for the townspeople to fear it.

Could it be that the townsfolk are afraid of the organs soaked in formalin's solution?

It can't be, they dare to kill even the living, and they are still afraid of those dead things!

After a few laps around this place, my doubts became more and more intense.

Lu Shengcai suggested going directly to the side door of the basement to the main road, so that I could walk a little less, but I also planned to go to the house to investigate, so I returned to the first floor, and planned to leave through the main entrance.

Just as I was leading a few of them to the front door, Lu Shengcai suddenly turned sideways, squinted and glanced into the shadows under the stairs.

His move was completely subconscious, after all, he was stealing the door and going out, and he naturally paid more attention to the darker places, especially when the whole environment was relatively bright, the more Lu Shengcai instinctively looked at those places where the light could not shine.

I saw him moving but didn't pay attention to it until he suddenly stopped.

Lu Shengcai stood there steadily, looking at the shadows under the stairs, his brows furrowed tightly, and his mood was fluctuating slightly.

We've already looked into the area, and we've found an old mop that's rotten, a few pieces of clothing hanging on the dark wall, and we've taken out all the pockets of our clothes, and there's nothing in them.

"What's wrong?" I asked Lu Shengcai.

Lu Shengcai said with a suspicious face: "I haven't found out before, the shadow of that place is wrong. ”

I wondered, "Isn't the shadow?" ”

Lu Shengcai didn't talk nonsense, quickly touched the flashlight, and hit the light towards the shadow.

The beam swept across the wall a few times, eventually landing on the top of the coat hook.

On that wall, there were a total of six coat hooks embedded in the wall, and at this time, the light spot of the flashlight only illuminated the leftmost hook.

On this hook hung a tweed coat, which was tensile and narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, sticking to the wall like an inverted awl, and at the narrowest end of this "cone" an oval outline emerged.

I quickly judged that it was an indentation from a hat.

There was also a thin layer of dust on the walls, but the oval outline was clean, that is, the hook had a hat on it, and part of the wall covered by the brim of the hat had not been soaked in dust for ten years.

And at this moment, the hat has been taken away, and the wall will show such indentations.

Before us, there were others who came!

Lu Shengcai and I glanced at each other, and in the next moment, we took a step at the same time and rushed to the base of the wall.

Lu Shengcai carefully looked at the dust on the ground, while I carefully looked at the indentations on the wall.

There was not a single trace of dust to be seen in the indentation, which meant that the hat had been removed not long ago.

After carefully inspecting the ground, Lu Shengcai raised his head and told me that the nearby ground had indeed been trampled on, and the other party had brought dust from elsewhere to cover his footprints again.

I suspect that the person who came here before may have inadvertently left some special marks on the hat when he was rummaging through these clothes, and he was worried that the later ones would find out his identity, so he had no choice but to take the hat away.

Footprints on the ground can be covered with dust, but the indentations on the walls are not so easy to hide.

It is estimated that the other party also saw that this wall was just pressed by the shadow of the stairs, and it was too difficult to cover it up, so he didn't do much to deal with it.

Before us, it doesn't really matter who was here now.

It is important that that person knows that someone else will be here soon.

I quickly figured it out in my head, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the person knew we were coming, he knew that someone else was coming, and he knew that we were coming, which were two completely different concepts.

And judging from the current situation, he didn't have time to go to the second floor at that time.

If this person had gone up to the second floor, he would have searched the second floor, and he would have found the letters in the drawers, and I knew better than anyone how fragile those old envelopes were, and as long as he touched them, the envelopes would have been damaged, but in fact, when I opened the drawers, all the envelopes were intact.

And the reason why he had to leave quickly even if he returned in vain was only one possibility, that is, he got the news at that time that we had already left for the front here, and the time left for him was only enough for him to cover his tracks.

This man knows everything about our actions!

In our gang, there are inner ghosts!

Lu Shengcai obviously thought of this as well, and he stared at me with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

I shook my head at him slightly, motioning to be silent.

At the moment, I can be 100% sure that the inner ghost is not Monceau, this guy watched me and Lu Shengcai probe in front of the wall, but he didn't allow it at all.

If he was an inner ghost, he should know what was going on when he saw the indentations on the wall, but he was obviously still worried about his master, and he didn't care what we were doing.

If it weren't for Monceau, it would have been Lilith, the old wolf, and Siffrey.

After a brief speculation, I immediately determined that the inner ghost was Sif .

Now I finally understand why she was so shy when she first got on the boat, because her heart was weak.

In fact, before this, I have always felt strange, as the saying goes, love is born from the heart, but Siff's "appearance" and her "heart" do not match at all, a person's facial features can be changed through surgery, a person's movements, posture, can also be changed through acting skills, but the temperament that a person shows in his gestures, unless he is an old actor with high professional quality, ordinary actors cannot be disguised by skills.

Sif is definitely not a good actor, if she really wants to act, she will not use shy actions to set off that sassy temperament.

But I can't figure it out, whose ghost is she, and is the object she serves She Jinrong's gang?

If so, why did she work for them even though she almost died at the hands of these people?

If not, then that is, there is a third force that has entered the town.

I was thinking about it in my head, when Monceau asked, "What have you found?" ”

I took off the tweed coat from the wall and threw it to Monceau: "This garment does not belong to the owner of the house, see if its size corresponds to your friend's figure." ”

It's complete, every piece of clothing on the wall is the same size, apparently owned by the same person.

Unexpectedly, Monceau became excited: "Yes...... It's the owner's size, and although I haven't seen him for a long time, I think it's ...... I think it should be. ”

Don't make a fuss, that must be your hallucination.

"Perhaps, your master has really been here," I said solemnly, "don't give up, maybe this time, you can really find him." Okay, there are no other clues at the moment, let's hurry up and go back. ”