There was no one around, just the opposite of the dream, no wonder it was so quiet.

Strange, what about people? Why am I the only one left here!

There are so many people, it is impossible to evaporate out of thin air.

I patted my drowsy head vigorously and glanced at the time on my phone.

It was already 3:15 a.m., and I sat on the sofa in a daze and slept for five or six hours, which was almost abnormal for me as a long-term sleeper.

Could it have something to do with that strange scent?

It must be something similar to drugs in martial arts.

By this time, the wind and rain had stopped, and a piece of moonlight was shining through the window.

The hall on the first floor of the entire villa was pitch black, all this must have been done by Li Hantao, but I really couldn't figure it out, what was he going to do with so many people born on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar? Do you have to use the lives of these people to complete some kind of cult sacrifice activity?

I judged that they had not left the building — my gut told me that Mr. Lee's plot had something to do with the building in addition to the men born on July 15.

Some hesitation, should I go upstairs to find someone first, or go out to call the police quickly?

Wang Manyu's smile flashed in his mind, and his chest suddenly became hot, and an impulse of "heroes save beauty" poured out.

Can't afford to delay any longer! Wait for me to run to the place where there is a signal to call the police, and then wait for the police to come, such a remote place, and I don't know if the mountain road outside has been washed out after such a heavy rain......

When I thought about it, I was scared out of a cold sweat.

Thinking about it again, I have already died once, and I am also the chosen soul crosser, there are people below us, and I am afraid of a bird!

It just so happened that the kitchen knife held by the tall white man appeared in the halo of the mobile phone, so I quickly grabbed it, gritted my teeth, and went straight to the stairs.

The second floor was quiet, and I quickly ran from one end of the hallway to the other, taking a look from room to room, including the toilet where the woman's corpse once hung.

The female corpse in the toilet was gone, leaving only a large blood mark on the ground.

Since there was no one on the second floor, I hurried up to the third floor, where the charred body of the cook was still there, but no one else was in sight.

I'm a little confused now.

Could it be that he got everyone out of this building?

It seems difficult to do it alone!

I picked up a wooden stick more than a meter long, ran to the first floor, and rushed out of the villa.

The air quality on the mountain was exceptionally good after heavy rains, the half-moon hung in the sky, and unknown bird calls could be heard in the darkness.

Because my attention was all around, I didn't pay attention to my feet, after the heavy rain, the ground was slippery, I almost fell, and hurriedly reached out to help, leaving five deep handprints on the ground.

But that's just a reminder to me. Because it had just rained heavily, the ground was covered with mud, and people would inevitably leave shoe prints when they passed by.

I went back to the door of the building, bent down and took a flashlight to shine it, I didn't know if I didn't see it, I was startled when I saw it, there were indeed shoe prints on the ground, or three people, but they were all shoe prints in the building, that is to say, after the heavy rain, three people walked into the building, and no one came out.

I was directly confused!

In this way, Li Hantao and the four people who entered the building after the heavy rain, of course, Wang Yujue and the middle-aged man who were stunned by him, were all in the villa at this time.

But I've searched all three floors, and there's no one at all—unless there's a secret space hidden in the villa.

After taking a deep breath, I clenched my stick and went back to the villa.

I think that many continental castles have basements, and this building should be built in imitation of medieval castles in Western Europe, could there be basements too?

The problem is that such a large building has no lights, and if I look for it inch by inch, even if I find it, I can't find it.

Shoe prints?

Since the three of them came in from outside after a heavy rain, the soles of their shoes must have been stained with mud, which naturally left mud marks.

Thinking about it like this, I was suddenly a little excited, and quickly bent down to shine my mobile phone on the ground, and sure enough, I saw three clear shoe prints.

I followed the shoe prints all the way to the kitchen on the first floor, and when I passed by the lounge where the body of the nanny was kept, I took a special look inside, and the body on the bed was gone.

The kitchen was more chaotic than before, and the small table where the ingredients were placed was clearly passing, and by this time, the shoe prints were no longer recognizable.

However, it is certain that they entered the kitchen, but as far as the eye could see, there was no obvious secret door in the kitchen.

Where did the hell people go?

Standing in the middle of the kitchen, I looked around closely, caught in a cupboard in the corner.

There was an obvious black abrasion mark on the floor on one side of the cupboard, and when I walked over and looked closely, it was still an old mark.

Could it be that behind this cupboard is the entrance to the basement? +

Looking closely at the cabinet again, I couldn't see the material, but I could see that it was very strong, and the large plate on it was covered with a layer of dust, and then my attention was drawn to a small black jar on the second floor.

If you don't look closely, this is a small jar of pickles that are common in the countryside, but when I got closer to my phone, it was reflective, and I reached out and touched it, and it felt cold and rough.

It's metal, and looking at the mottled rust at the mouth of the can, it should be bronze.

All of a sudden, two words popped into my head: there is a door!

With the first aid Wang Manyu, he couldn't think much about it at this moment.

I first broke it with the strength of the milk, but it didn't move, and then I twisted it clockwise with both hands, and with a slight rumble, the cupboard slowly moved to one side, revealing layers of stone steps that sloped downward.

I see!

I grabbed a kitchen knife and a stick and rushed straight down.

The underground space is much larger than I imagined, and behind a dozen or so steps, there is a corridor.

Under the halo of the mobile phone, I noticed that the ground was paved with large bluestone slabs, and it looked like it was some years old.

This made me wonder again.

The building was built at most 50 years ago, and the mottled marks on the stone pavement give the impression of at least 100 years.

Could it be that the underground corridor has been around longer than the building?

Thinking so in my head, I didn't slow down under my feet.

I never thought that I walked at least 100 meters, and I didn't even reach the end of the road, and I was wondering, when I suddenly saw a light in the depths of the road, I quickly turned off the flashlight function and listened to the movement over there.

Listen carefully, there are cries not far away, and there are strange sounds of crackling, and it is certain that there are people over there, and there are quite a few.

I was both surprised and delighted that I had finally found the right place.

I tiptoed towards the light in the dark, but fortunately the stone road was smooth, and at the cost of sweating, I finally saw them.

There is a stone platform of more than ten square meters in the middle of the stone room, Wang Yujue and they are tied back to back, sitting on the stone platform, Zhang Xiangwei and Li Hongyan are crying.

As soon as I turned my gaze, after seeing Li Hantao, I was full of excitement.