The last time Wren was here, he had just joined the vigilante and was asked by Captain Seven to deal with trivial matters, including a landlord who reported that her tenants had strange routines and that they used a lot of electricity every day.

At that time, Wren and his companion Adam pretended to deliver food, but a man in the house asked a big cat to come out to collect things, but when Wren went and came back alone, the cat gave him a card saying that the owner was not at home. Obviously contradictory, but at that time Wren saw something falling out of his pocket, a familiar mushroom, and a movie ticket for "Detective Lunch", although it was not conclusive evidence, but the combination of these two words made him guess that the person who rented the house was Enid.

However, when Koti meets Enid, he is told that it is not. So taking advantage of the free time now, Wren came to the outside of this house again.

"Knock knock~"

Wren knocked on the door.

When the door opened, standing in front of him was still the big cat he had seen before, and the other party also looked at him suspiciously.

Wren didn't know if it remembered himself, so he squatted down and patted it on the head: "I've been here before, do you remember?" I'm here to find your master, is he here today? ”

The cat meowed, shook his head, and took out a small card on his head like last time, which still read, "The owner is not at home, please leave a message if you have something". And judging from the crumpled appearance of the card, Wren suspected that it was the previous one.

Wren glanced inside the house, it was a little messier than the last time he came, after all, you can't expect a cat to keep the house in order all the time, unless it can transform.

The owner is still not there, and there are more suspicions, but in the final analysis, the other party just looks a little strange, and he has no reason to forcibly break in to investigate because of this kind of thing.

"Do you know where he went?"

"Meow~" The flower cat shook her head.

"And when will he be back?"

"Meow~" continued to shake his head.

Wouldn't it be another trip for nothing, Wren finally tentatively asked, "Can I go in and sit for a while?" ”

When he asked, he didn't hold out hope, and even thought about whether to sneak in and take a look when he turned around, but he didn't expect that this time the little cat scratched the back of his head, and then nodded in agreement.

It took a few steps into the room, and when it turned back to find Wren not following, it looked at him suspiciously.

Wren hesitated for a moment and followed.

The cat walked over to the dining table in the living room and pulled out a chair, apparently to sit Wren down.

Wren was more suspicious, but there was no reason to back down, and he sat down in his chair, wondering what trick the disappeared tenant was trying to do.

The big cat took the teapot and cups from the table and trotted into the kitchen, and then there was a clanging sound inside, Wren glanced sideways, and saw that the guy was busy rinsing the teapot, and it opened the head too big, and the water splashed on the surface of the teapot and splashed in its face. The big flower cat's splashed face writhed and screamed, and its paws kept holding the teapot and not letting go, and Wren felt that it must not do this kind of thing very often.

Look at it a... A meow was having so much fun that Wren got up and walked around the living room, but unfortunately there was nothing noteworthy in the room. The whole living room seems to have just moved to a new rented place, and there is nothing else in the house that belongs to the tenant except for the original decorations, and only some of them seem to belong to the big cat.

Speaking of the big cat, Wren glanced in the direction of the kitchen again and saw that the big cat had put the teapot in the sink, but was waving its paws and fighting with the water flowing from under the faucet.......

Wren couldn't help but look in the direction of the stairs.

He knew it was an obvious trap, that as the current owner of a house there was no reason to tolerate a stranger in his absence, and that the big cat seemed to be luring him in.......

But again, if there is a problem, he has to investigate.

Wren walked towards the stairs, and it was only then that he noticed that the stairs not only went up, but also led down, ending in a black wooden door.

Listening to the movement in the kitchen, Wren walked down first, grabbed the handle and shook it, and found that it was locked from the inside. Under his feet, it seemed that a cold air came in down his trousers, making him subconsciously take a few steps back.

Looking down, it turned out that there was a cat door under the door, but it was also covered with a black movable wooden board, so I didn't see it just now, and the cold wind was blowing out of the gap in the cat door.

Wren always feels weird, does a two-legged cat want such a door? Besides, did it get in?

But considering that this house is rented, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

Wren squatted down and pushed up the baffle of the cat door to look inside, but the door was a little low, and Wren was almost lying on the ground and looking inside.

Wren was stunned for a moment, firstly, when he pushed the baffle open, a damp cold air hit his face, making him feel cold, and secondly, he found a flattened block of ice floating in front of his eyes. It's like being in weightless space, floating irregularly in the air without gravity, just passing in front of the cat door, and being seen by Rennes, there is still a slight chill on it.

As the ice slowly drifted away, a little out of view of the house, Wren noticed such ice cubes floating everywhere in the air through the cat door.

What is this room for? Icehouse? But is it necessary for the ice cellar to be so mysterious, and there seems to be nothing in it except ice.

Just as Wren was thinking this, a few strands of hair suddenly hung down in front of his eyes, and then more and more, as if, as if there was a long-haired person and the ice cube before, floating behind the door, but Wren could only see his hair hanging down through the small cat door in front of him.

Wren hesitated, he didn't know the situation inside, so he didn't rush to grab the other party's hair, when the hair floated over, he desperately lay on the ground and looked up through the cat door, but unfortunately this door hole was too small, Wren even suspected that this was not a cat door at all, but to send food inside.

At this moment, a woman's palm slowly floated in front of Wren's eyes.

The person behind the door was probably floating halfway through the door, so his hair and drooping arms would pass through the doorway.

This time, Wren didn't think much about it, and hurriedly held the other party's hand, which felt lifeless to the touch like ice. Wren's heart tightened, and he grabbed the other party's hand and slowly pulled the person down, first the arm, until he saw the shoulder, Wren realized that something was wrong:

The people inside don't seem to be wearing clothes?