Moscow.

Overcast to light rain.

Hunter Street.

Jost yawned and rubbed his eyes.

I had a strange dream last night, and I vaguely had some strange pictures in my mind about taking the young master home after the expiration of the inspection period, and 'Qiao Yile, why are you still making up for it, and if you don't review it, you have to fail the course'.

Jost finished washing up and shouted, "Grandpa, are you resting today?" ”

Jost cleaned himself up in the mirror and brushed his dark blonde hair, which had been slightly damp by the towel.

"I'm so good-looking." Narcissistic admired himself for two seconds.

After waiting for a while, Jost said to himself, "Hey, didn't grandpa get up today?" ”

Jost walked slowly into the store as usual. As he walked, he thought he had to go out and buy some food today.

Recently, when I was dreaming and in a daze, a dish called braised pork always popped up in my head, and I was hungry when I thought about it.

Thinking like this, he walked to the storefront on the first floor, and Grandpa Dalio really didn't get up.

When Jost picked up the kettle to boil some coffee, he realized that there was already hot coffee in the kettle.

There is also a note next to it, which was left by Grandpa Dalio.

"I'm going out to look for my son, and the store will be handed over to you."

There's also an added paragraph below

"If you dare to sell the store, I'll give you a discount when I come back. If there is anything that cannot be handled, you can go to Rostov and Sergeant Andrei. ”

"Don't worry, I'll send you a postcard."

"In a few days, that kid from the Zibelin family will come to Moscow, you saw it when you were a child, and you want to live in our house for a while, don't you want a great piano teacher, I just asked him to come and teach you the piano, and save yourself from always thinking about some strange things."

After reading it, Jost was stunned, and then became worried.

I have been living with my grandfather, and suddenly my grandfather went out alone.

Although he is in good health, after all, he is old, and he doesn't call him to go with him, and he can still help. And not to mention where to go.

But I can't help but be a little excited at the same time, like a husky that suddenly finds that I can freely control the whole house.

Jost suddenly remembered that there was an attic above his grandfather's bedroom that had been locked, and when he asked his grandfather, he was always fooling around.

Now that he was alone in the house, Jost was ready to go and see what it was like inside.

It is said that everyone has some hidden corners in their home, and every boy's adventure begins at home.

After taking two sips of coffee and eating a loaf of bread, Jost went to the door of the store and hung up a sign that was temporarily closed 🤚.

Then began the exploration of the old house.

The house has a total of two floors, one for the storefront and studio, and the other floor for the living quarters for two.

Another mysterious space is the attic, and above Dalio's grandfather's room, there are no stairs.

Jost walked into Dalio's room and found the entrance to the attic, the contents of which had been sorted out.

He brought a ladder and climbed up with a candle lamp.

Holding a lamp in one hand, he pushed the wooden plank of the entrance to the attic with the other, and found that it was locked by a rusty lock.

"How do you open it?" He vaguely remembered that his grandfather used to keep all the keys together.

So Jost found it in the room.

"What is this?" Jost found a bunch of the famous magazine "Pretty Girl" on the bedside table.

It's all boring women scratching their heads, and Jost doesn't understand what to see at all, and it is better to go to two concerts with the money.

Jost shook his head, despised Grandpa Dalio for a second, and then went on to act.

"Sure enough, it's here." Opening a drawer at the bottom of the bedside table, Jost found several bundles of keys.

The key to the attic is definitely in this pile.

The rest of the work is a set of keys.

At this time, at the door of the store, a tall man looked at the sign that was closed and paused for a while.

I had heard Grandpa Dalio say that his grandson was very lazy, but he didn't expect that his front foot was here to serve Leo's grandfather, and the back foot was hung up with a sign that he was closing.

He carried an umbrella, wrote a slip of paper, and stuffed it into the mailbox next to him.

Forget it, let's get done first.

……

"It's on!" Jost was pleasantly surprised.

As luck would have it, I was able to open the lock when I tried the third set of keys.

He descended the stairs, picked it up and waited, then grabbed a piece of Dalio's clothes and tied it to his face to keep the dust out.

Squeak Squeak –

As Jost pushed the planks away, he finally saw the mysterious attic, but to his surprise, there wasn't as much dust as he thought.

Picking up the candlelight and looking at the surroundings, Jost noticed that there was a window in the attic, but it was sealed by wooden boards.

Placing the lamp on the table beside him, he walked to the window and wrenched the plank with his hand, and found that the plank was loose.

So he pulled off all the planks with all his might, and the light filtered into the room one by one.

Joist then pushed the window open, and it was raining lightly, and a man in black with an umbrella could be seen walking through the rain on the street.

The sunlight poured into the attic made Joost feel refreshed.

"Finally, we can see what's here." Jost was a little excited, and the secret was finally about to be revealed.

Decryption is so exciting, like last year he found out that the strange creaking sound every night was because Aunt Maria next door was too heavy.

Looking around, Jost saw a pile of boxes in the attic, and when he opened them, he found them full of books and materials.

Jost glanced twice, and it seemed to be medical information about human anatomy.

There was also a table in the attic, and in the middle of the table was a note that seemed to have just been placed

Jost's eyes widened at the words on it.

"Jost, I know you're not honest, but come up. I've gone to find my son, and now this attic will have to be handed over to you for protection. ”

"Actually, there's nothing to protect, you should eat and drink, it's fine, the only thing to pay attention to is the box on the table, forget it, you can't open it anyway."

"I created this attic with a double in order to protect the contents of the box, and at the same time, the power of the contents of the box supports the space."

"And space can't exist out of thin air, it needs a fulcrum in reality, and now this fulcrum is you, that is, for other people, this attic does not exist at all, if you climb up, you may see a dirty rat's nest. As long as you don't stay too far away from the store, stay in the store honestly. ”

"Don't tell anyone about the existence of this space, even if it's me, you can't say it! Remember!! This sentence was circled several times.

"In addition, the magazines I treasure will be put back for me, don't spoil them for me, they are all out of print!"

Jost finished reading this large paragraph, which was completely different from the previous one, and thought to himself that Grandpa Dalio was as verbose as ever.

But it's amazing, it can actually create a space.

Scapegoat?

At this time, a phantus seemed to appear in front of him, and he rubbed his eyes, but he didn't seem to find anything.