C246 Find

He could only wait until morning to bring the old tutor back and let him determine for himself if the layout of the house had been changed.

Tang Rou and I returned to the hotel. At this moment, the old gramps, accompanied by her family, hadn't rested yet. She had been worrying about our safety the entire time.

"The last time I went back, it was already dark. Moreover, there was no electricity there, so I couldn't see it clearly. Basically, the situation hasn't changed."

I didn't dare tell the old man that there was a body buried there.

I didn't want to scare the old man.

Tang Rou and I weren't sleepy at all. We originally thought that this matter wasn't that complicated, but right now, we were stuck in a deadlock. Tang Rou didn't feel too embarrassed to bring up that painting again.

When dawn broke the next day, the news of the invasion of the museum was already made known to the entire city. However, the old man was not worried at all. It was obvious that he already knew that the painting was fake.

Furthermore, the news about the auction was spread without any delay.

Arriving at the courtyard of the building last night was much better than last night. Although there was still a faintly discernible sense of resentment remaining, the other ghosts no longer dared to come back.

Right now, only the female ghost in a costume looked as stubborn as before.

After repeatedly assuring Tang Rou, the butler allowed us to bring the old gramps into the building. In this period of time, the two youngsters had been helping to support us, while Tang Rou and I had blocked the remaining people from entering. Their Yang auras weren't particularly strong, so it would be easy for them to get in.

Even the old gramps was quietly given Soul Suppressing Talisman by me and Tang Rou.

The light during the day was quite sufficient. The old man walked back and forth in the room and didn't find anything wrong with it. Just when we were about to leave the building and search in the courtyard, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

It was only after the old man had slept under the wooden bed on the third floor that he had provoked the ghost girl. Could that ghost girl have some sort of relationship with the bottom of the bed?

At this thought, I immediately ran to the third floor. Yesterday, I met that ghost in the corridor of the third floor, and that ghost came out from the room where the old man was sleeping.

I walked to the middle of the bedroom and fixed my eyes on the old wooden bed.

The material used for the bed was very heavy, but it was impossible for a corpse to be hidden inside.

I pushed the wooden bed away, and when I saw the floor under the bed, I knew I wasn't wrong.

Although the whole wooden floor in the bedroom is very old and deformed in some places, I can still clearly tell that the floor here has been moved by someone. Although it is a bit neat, it isn't completely sewn together.

"What did you find?"

At this moment, Tang Rou had already sent the old gramps to the car at the entrance and then ran upstairs.

I pointed at the marks left behind by the crows. Tang Rou immediately understood.

"I'll look around and see if there are any tools."

Tang Rou turned around and ran downstairs again, but I really couldn't suppress my curiosity. As a result, I squatted on the floor next to the crack and took out the dagger.

The floor had been reassembled and nailed, but with great effort, I managed to completely tear off one of the floorboards.

The moment the wooden board was lifted, I smelt a unique stench of corpses. This smell of corpses wasn't particularly distinct, and it was mixed with other things.

That wave of Yin Qi had also been soaked through, and the wooden floor was slowly emitting the Yin Qi.

There was no unrecognizable corpse under the plank I had pried open. Instead, there was a large chunk of intact cement.

This cement doesn't seem to have existed for more than seventy to eighty years. According to my observation, it should have at most been ten to eight years, and it hasn't even reached this level yet.

At that time, it would have been impossible for him to build a building with such flat cement.

This proved my guess once again, this place has been tampered with, and it will not last more than ten years.

"What's inside?"

Tang Rou ran over with a crowbar in her hands. When she saw me staring blankly at the concrete floor, she immediately went over to take a look.

"Let's lift the floor first."

I took over the crowbar and used my strength to pry the floor. With the appropriate tools, the work became much easier. Not long after, the entire cement floor under the bed was exposed.

In the middle, there was about a person's width and a person's length. The cement was very different from the surroundings; it felt as if a pit had been dug here, and then it had been refilled with cement. The cement was not particularly thick, and with a light tap, one could hear some echoes.

My guess was confirmed step by step. If my guess was right, then the ghost's body in costume must be hidden under the cement, but as for who it was and for what purpose it was sealed away in the cement, I don't know. I even thought about the poor woman who was placed on the rooftop, and the fact that their fates seemed very similar.

"Do you think it looks like a person's shape?"

Tang Rou suddenly stood up and pointed at the concrete floor with a frown. I looked over carefully and sure enough, just as Tang Rou said, there was a very human-like mark on the concrete floor. Although it was only a rough outline, it had four limbs and no head.

Could it be that the corpse's head had already been taken away, or it had been damaged? With this question in mind, Tang Rou and I didn't dare to take the next step. We really wanted to pry open the concrete floor and find out if there was a corpse hidden inside.