Chapter 198: Photo of box mezzanine

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Yang Yan's words make sense, but I still think this box looks very special and it is necessary to find out exactly.
I glanced at the beauty picture spread on the ground, and fell into silence for a while.
"Why don't we go through the whole house first and then discuss the problem?"
Yang Yan frowned and agreed, but unfortunately, we even walked around the small yard behind the house and still couldn't find some other clues.
It was me, frightened by the grassy well in the yard, Yang Ye and I didn't bother to say that, without moving a little step in the direction of the well, I wished to walk a long way, just didn't want to get there.
"Did you search anything strange?"
I asked him sideways, and he shook his head, and Ning Mei said to me, "It's strange, it's impossible. The house finally leads to this small backyard with a well. I just noticed the footprints at the lower door, only they went in. There are no footprints. "
"Will adults disappear out of thin air?"
I was confused again by his words.
"Okay, don't scare me." I hurriedly dragged him into the house, not wanting him to say more messy things, which made us all restless.
"Don't ... they're ... in that well?"
Yang Yan swallowed nervously, and poke the well with his fingers. I was a goosebump by his speculation, as if to brave myself, patted his arm and glared at him: "Don't think wildly!"
He was taken back to the hostess's bedroom by me. I looked around and finally decided to open the box and take a look.
This is my approach. To be honest, it ’s very immoral. Even if the box belongs to the family hostess, but the time has passed so long, she must have passed away. Everything has become the private property of the client.
We are still not qualified to touch these things unless the client agrees that we touch them.
Yang Ye gave me the same answer as before, so I had to fill in the sentence.
"You should have a client's mobile number. Call him."
He saw that the situation had reached this point, all four teammates were missing, and now we have not found them in this house, and there is no clue.
Rescuing his teammates was an urgent matter, and he no longer had to tangle with me on those principles and was ready to call the client to seek consent.
I walked around this room again, and my sixth sense told me that the disappearance of the team members was absolutely inseparable from this room.
Especially when I saw the picture of the witch, I already affirmed this idea from my heart.
There was no Yang Yang's voice in my ear for a long time, and I looked up at him in surprise.
Aren't you calling? What is he doing ...
When I stared at him, what I saw was his pale face, with a very ugly expression. The light of the mobile phone screen hit his face, pale as a ghost, startled me.
"what happened!?"
His look made me feel awful.
"Here, there is no signal ..." He slowly raised his head, stared at me with a horrified and shocked expression, and uttered this sentence.
No signal? How can it be?
I listened, my head hummed, and I didn't believe in evil. A few arrows strode over, and I glanced over. Sure enough, the position of the signal in the upper left corner of the interface was only the three characters "no service". I didn't believe it. I took out my cell phone and saw it. An instant, a feeling of disappointment, swept across.
how can that be possible? No matter how horrible and spooky this house looks, there are still other buildings near this house. There are living people in it. This is not the kind of no-man's land or high mountains without a signal.
"If I didn't guess wrong, they wouldn't be able to receive the signal after they stepped in that door." Yang Yan looked at me, but said nervously and nervously.
I kept comforting myself, and after hearing what Yang Yan said, I struggled to say, "Why don't I even take someone without a signal? It's impossible."
"To make it awkward, you have to see people alive, you have to see a dead body, don't you?"
Yang Ye may not like my expression, but what I said is true.
He held up his cell phone, searched for signals, and finally had no choice but to look at the box on the dresser, waved his hand, and compromised: "Bring it over, I want to open it."
I held the box in my hands and handed it to him. When I first picked it up, it was a bit heavy, and it made me wonder what was in it?
After taking over Yang Yang took a look for a while, let me flash a flashlight to help light up, he flipped over the silver lock.
I don't know if it's my psychological role, I feel my vision is getting blurred.
I looked up and realized that it was not my problem. Some unknown fog began to appear in the small room, and I walked outside the room in astonishment, and through the dim light in the yard, realized the strangeness.
It's getting foggy.
As if there was a layer of tulle covering the whole house, my heart could not help but tighten.
Fog is not a good sign. Even if it is normal to say that there is fog in the autumn night, I cannot relax for a while.
"Click".
The sound of unlocking came from behind, followed by a crisp crash, Yang Ye shouted to me: "Opened."
I didn't care about the inexplicable fog, walked to him and shone the box with a flashlight to let him open.
The process of opening the box was particularly slow. It was so slow that I felt like a century had passed. When the contents of the box were fully displayed in front of my eyes, my eyes widened sharply.
On each yellowed photo, a tree branch was placed.
At the beginning, Yang Yan was afraid to reach out to get the contents. I had to grit my teeth, as if I was touching something horrible, and picked up the crisp and thin wooden branch.
The other hand took out the photo inside.
"Is this cherry blossom?" Yang Min took the wooden branch in my hand and looked at it for a while, wondering out of his voice.
Cherry blossoms?
He pointed to the several withered petals that I brought out when I took the photo, and I realized that.
At the bottom of the several photos, there was a part of the newspaper at the time, as if it had been cut with scissors. The above is the content of a report.
I held the flashlight close to me, and after reading for a while, I saw the title on it.
"Legend of Sun and Moon".
The content of the article is nothing more than an introduction to the background of the Sun Moon Mountain. Legend has it that it became a place of interest at that time, located in a certain area of ​​Japan.
From the current point of view, it is just news that spreads tourist attractions.
However, when this content was deliberately cut from the newspaper, put with a stack of photos, and placed in such a delicate box, locked, the meaning was completely different.
In a few photos, all of them were taken by the hostess. There was a photo of her with a young man, and a picture of her wearing a witch costume and cleaning the yard with a broom.
Huh?
I pointed to the picture of her witch costume and asked Yang Wei: "She should have taken this picture in the garden. Look behind her. There are two houses, this one we are in and the one next to it."
He nodded, guessing, "Then this man was the former master of this house?"
Should be right.
In the photo, there is almost only the figure of the hostess. She is wearing a traditional Japanese kimono and standing by the cherry tree, smiling quietly and charmingly.
The appearance of her playing with a few young children and her braids in front of her dressing mirror for her daughter are reflected in the yellowed photos.
When we turned to the last photo, I was shocked.
The hostess was wearing a traditional Japanese innocence standing next to the male host. Both were wearing traditional Japanese wedding costumes. Looking at the camera, a happy smile appeared on their faces.
"It seems to be just ordinary family photos." Yang Yan said so, but I have a different opinion.
"Not necessarily. I think it's strange."
Yang Yan looked at me in puzzlement, and I raised his eyebrows to help him think.
"First, why is this house called a fierce house?"
"After we entered the door, we should see most of the house and the interior, don't you think it's weird? All the furniture and furnishings are so neat and intact, it doesn't look like the family is in trouble or bankrupted."
I pointed to a part of the text on Yang's scroll: "‘ Family is destroyed overnight for unknown reasons ’, do you think it ’s destroyed here?

Yang Ye looked at me in surprise, I knew he understood me.
"So the description on this scroll is wrong?"
"I'm not sure. It's not so much wrong as concealing us. Grandpa An, or the person in charge of the commission center must know the real situation of this task, otherwise how can it be rated as S level."
Yang Zheng affirmed my statement. He also added: "There is no signal here again. Several of my teammates have disappeared. There is definitely something wrong with this house."
I also took out the piece of paper from Riyue Mountain and handed it to him: "The hostess must be related to this Riyue Mountain, you said ... Will she be a witch in a shrine on Riyue Mountain?"
Yang Yan frowned, thinking for a few seconds, and nodded slightly: "It is possible ... hey, wait, there is a sandwich in the lid."
I turned my head in astonishment, and saw his fingers poking at the bottom of the lid of the box, hitting it from time to time.
He used his index finger so skillfully that he pressed hard around the board, took out the key from his pocket, and pried open a corner of the board.
Eh? Still a photo?
But why are these photos placed in the mezzanine of the lid?
He took the few photos hidden behind the wooden board lightly, and we looked intently, and immediately fell into a silent contemplation.
A small dark room, much like my nuptial marriage, was built on a high cliff. A group of people in weird costumes carried a long coffin in their hands and walked towards the house.
They also had long objects in their hands, with feathers and paper tape hanging from the top.
The background is a big round moon.
The moon shone on the water below. I wonder if the mountain was near the sea or the lake.