"Of course... no." The tour guide deliberately gasped, "The thief would not visit this, and tourists might only regard the legend of this as a story. Forget it, even if you have heard it, the locals are afraid of this place, and the thieves would not come here at night."

"Ah, so that's it." It just so happened that this was an empty house at night, with no updates or security guards, which was suitable for me to visit at night.

"Don't touch the handrail if you go upstairs, people believe that this will bring bad luck to themselves." The tour guide continued to preach.

The stairs are places where a family of six hangs. In China, it is equivalent to someone climbing a hanger beam or a crooked tree.

The last few homeowners have not changed the layout of the villa. The wallpaper should have been changed, but the stairs have not moved.

When the wealthy businessman built this house, the marble and stairs on the floor were also carved with stone, magnificent and extremely sturdy. Perhaps he wanted to pass on from generation to generation and his descendants could live for hundreds of years. Rather than a villa, he built a small royal palace.

Their family came from overseas. No one knew what business they originally did. They were just rich. After moving to a small town, they first built a new school for their children, and then opened a canning factory.

The factory will be opened as long as the villa is built. It will not be until the wealthy businessman commits suicide and the factory goes bankrupt.

The wealthy businessmen did do a lot of good deeds for the small town, so they integrated smoothly, but unfortunately their new life ended just now.

The tour guide was very familiar with the villa, so she led me to visit all the rooms, including the kitchen and servant room, the study of the wealthy businessman, the bedroom of six people, and the play room for the children.

"Isn't there a loft on the roof? Can you visit?" I saw an upward staircase in the corridor on the top floor. From the outside of the building, I could see that the villa had an attic, which should be quite large.

"No, that's the area where tourists stop. It should have stored the owner's things. He doesn't want tourists to touch them."

“Where is the basement?”

"There is nothing to see. It's the place where the debris is piled up, and it's all dust. The administrator won't clean it."

"What did the family's things at first...and what happened later?"

"Some furniture was sold by the latter owners, and nothing was left behind."

“Where is the personal belongings?”

"You mean?"

"For example, diary, letters and other things."

"It's gone long ago, let's burn it as a garbage."

Yes, after all, it was more than a hundred years ago, and those things are unlikely to be preserved.

After the tour guide took me to the interior of the villa, he took me to the garden. The flowers planted by the current homeowner are famous far and wide. Everyone in the village knows that his garden flowers are called the Rainbow Garden. Because the flowers of seven colors are neatly arranged, they look like a rainbow on the ground when they look close.

The tourist took photos in the flower field. The tour guide asked me if I would take photos. I shook my head and said I would not take photos. I was not interested in these things.

As soon as the gathering time came, the tour guide was going to find members of her tour group. When she left, she left me a private phone number. If I had relatives and friends who came to travel and wanted to play with the group, call her and she could help me get a discount.

My ‘relatives and friends’ cannot be brought out even when they come. They appear, so tourists don’t have to visit villas and gardens, just look at them.

Although I may not see you again in the future, I still accepted the tour guide's phone number.

It was noon after visiting the villa. The tour group went for lunch. I found a place to stay in the harbor and called the head of the house, hoping to apply for the permission to visit the villa at night.

The head of the sect replied to me in the afternoon. He had already agreed to this place that I could go to the villa to investigate, but I could not take away anything inside.

The current homeowner is still here, and most of the things belong to him, so I promised the head of the sect would not take them.

Before the administrator got off work, I turned back to the villa and gave me the spare key, saying that the owner had arranged it and asked him to give me the key. When I left, I just locked the door with the key.

I will return the key to him tomorrow morning, and I will take the key and thank you. The administrator seemed to be very curious about me and was not in a hurry to get off work. He wanted to talk to me.

He has been an administrator here for eight years. The owner trusts him very much. He manages everything in the villa, cleansing and trimming the garden. He finds people who are looking for them.

He said that over the years, there were not many young people who wanted to sneak into the villa at night and play a test game, but in the end he was so scared that he didn't dare to come over again.

Those people are local children and have heard of rumors that villas are haunted. They have no right to enter the villa privately and will inevitably go to the police station to sit in the police station afterwards.

I am different. The administrator said he knew my background was very strong, and the owner allowed me to stay in the villa, which was a situation he had never encountered before.

He reminded me not to hold on and leave immediately when I see something unusual.

I thanked him for his kind reminder, put the key in my pocket and walked towards the villa gate with ease.

Actually, I don’t have to wait until dark before acting. I have to look for many places, as long as there is no one in the villa.

I went to the basement to check first. The basement door was not locked. It was indeed covered with dust, broken furniture, and old boxes were piled up, and there was no place to put them in. No wonder the door was locked. Even if tourists pushed open the door, they couldn't get in.

I casually opened the two wooden boxes at the door and took a look, with old vases and small ornaments contained in the boxes.

It looks like an outdoor ornament, it should not be worth it, and no one moved it when it is placed here.

I turned around and walked upstairs. There were too many things in the basement. I cleaned them one by one and opened them. I was afraid that one night would not be enough.

I plan to go to the attic to see things like letters and books, which are more likely to be placed in the attic.

The door of the attic was locked. The administrator said before leaving that he did not have the key to the attic, but only the owner had it.

He believes that the things inside will definitely not need to be moved for a long time, and there is no need to take them out if they have been stored for decades, so there is no need to worry about them.

I used a screwdriver to remove the door folding page, pulled the door apart from the side without a lock, and drilled in sideways.

The door of the attic is a very ordinary wooden door, and the locks and folding are all old-fashioned, so it is easy to open it as long as you want to.

When I entered the attic, I was stunned. There was no miscellaneous furniture in the attic, and the floor was filled with jars, and there was no room for footsteps.

The jars are all the same, with a height of half a meter. The mouth of the jar is sealed with a stone cover, and there is no roux.

"Oh? Pickle jars..." In my opinion, these jars are no different from the pots used by Chinese pickled pickles. The workmanship is very thick, either pickled pickles or made of big sauce.

I reached out to lift the nearest lid of the altar to take a look. What was inside? As soon as my hand touched the lid, a sound came from downstairs.

It sounds like a chair has fallen. Is anyone there? I withdrew my hand in confusion and turned around and went downstairs to check.

There are no chairs in the living room, only heavy sofas, and there are only a few chairs in the kitchen. The administrator also said that occasionally young people sneak in, and they cannot walk through the main entrance. It is a good choice to get in through the window of the kitchen on the first floor.

Thinking that someone might have broken into the villa, I walked downstairs lightly. When I walked to the second floor, I heard someone talking, the direction was the kitchen.

After the villa is open to the public, the kitchen and corridor doors are no longer closed. The administrator only locks the doors, and the rooms in the villa are not locked.

Except for the loft, the loft and basement are not open to the public, and no tourists will visit.

Because the kitchen door and the corridor door were not closed, I could hear the kitchen movement on the stairs. Several people were discussing the architectural style of the villa. Some people complained that the house was too old and looked older than his eighty-eight-year-old grandmother.

I sneered secretly. The house is over 100 years old. His grandmother is just a little girl in the eyes of the house. They broke in without knowing anything. They probably didn't come to test their courage, or they were not locals, and the ghost stories were not heard in full.

Judging from the sound, there were six people who broke in, four men and two women. They knew that the administrator was not there at night, and the surveillance outside was covered by them, and there was no surveillance inside the house.

The only thing the homeowner cares about is the garden outside. If a tourist step on the flower fields, he will definitely be fined. The inside of the house is not taken so seriously, but no one deliberately destroys the furniture in the villa.

There are many people stealing flowers, so the surveillance is installed in the yard outside. At night, an alarm will sound if someone steps into the flower field.

Young people are proud of their smart minds. They know to cover the surveillance before coming in, thinking that everything will be fine and they can do whatever they want.

They heard that the homeowner was a rich man, and it was indeed not for the sake of testing his courage, but for the sake of stealing.

I thought I could always take away something for money, such as a lampstand... a vase...

How can the owner of the homeowner place valuable things in the open? Since the owner opens the door and allows tourists to visit, there are no valuable items in the house. At least there are no valuable items that can be moved, and no one can move the rest, such as a fireplace embedded in the wall.

There are also metal objects that can sell scrap iron, such as door handles and iron fences. All of these things can be sold for some money, but they need to be removed, and they are not something that can be taken away by just holding hands.

I squatted on the second floor and listened to them. They stayed in the kitchen for a long time and were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, wanting to see if there is any valuable porcelain.

They didn't come early or late, but they rushed to come when I came to investigate. If I called the police at this time, I wouldn't have to investigate tonight and I had to go back to the police station with them.

I hid behind the sculpture next to the stairs. The sculpture was nearly two meters high. It was a burly ancient soldier wearing armor. I hid it behind it and could completely cover my body.

It was already dark, and the lights in the villa were turned off. People from the hotel did not dare to turn on the lights, so even if they walked past me, they were unlikely to find me.

I hope that after they searched for a while, they realized that there was nothing to steal and left along the way, so that neither of us would have trouble.

The six of them were divided into three groups, two people in a group, and began to divide the area and explore the kitchen. They turned over and found nothing valuable.

The kitchen cabinets are all empty, there are no appliances, and the broken kettle is a decoration, so they don’t like it.

They were divided into three groups, Group A went upstairs, Group B was on the first floor, and Group C went to the basement.

Group AB is a combination of one man and one woman, group C is two men. The woman is relatively timid and dare not go to the basement, so the gloomy and terrifying basement was explored by two men from Group C.

When Group A went upstairs, they walked past me. They were on a flashlight, and the flashlight swept past the sculpture without stopping.

The two of them didn't notice me, so they ran upstairs. They didn't have time to observe the sculptures because something on the upstairs attracted them. The man asked the woman if she saw it, and the woman asked what she saw?

The man said that a white shadow flashed over the upper floor just now, and the woman immediately became scared, saying that the rumors about the haunted house were not true, right?

The woman didn't want to continue going upstairs, but the man asked her to rest assured that he would protect her even if there were ghosts. As he said that, he raised the baseball bat in his hand.

It was a metal baseball bat, which made it feel safer to use. The man was strong and his arms were bulging. The woman believed him and pulled the corner of his clothes and ran upstairs with him.

I was by their side. I didn't see the white shadow. I had been in for a long time and didn't find any signs related to "haunted". Why did they make a fuss as soon as they came in?

Group B downstairs explored the living room, dining room, and children's playroom. While they were exploring the restaurant, the woman suddenly called out, and the man asked her what was wrong. The woman asked him to listen and listen carefully, was there any sound in the game room?

After two seconds of silence, the man said he didn't hear the sound, while the woman insisted that there was a mechanical rotation sound.

I visited the children's playroom with the tour guide during the day. The things inside had been empty, with only a few empty shelves, which turned out to be the place to hold toys.

It was almost an empty room, and there was no mechanical rotation.

The man thought the woman had heard it wrong, but the woman insisted that she heard it right, so the two had to come out of the restaurant and go to the game room to check first.

Is this a prank? A question mark appeared in my mind. One of the team members of the two groups AB saw it and heard an abnormal situation. If this was not agreed in advance, it would be that there was something wrong with the house.

I suddenly remembered that as they were walking through the kitchen corridor just now, one of the women complained that there were damn spider webs everywhere.

This is wrongly accused the administrator. He kept the house in an orderly manner and the people in charge of cleaning were also very responsible. The villa was up and down, and except for the attic and basement, each area was very clean.

The spider web she saw did not exist at all.

Is the house they see different from what I see?

I moved out from behind the sculpture and thought of looking downstairs at Group C. The basement they went to was the most ordinary, with debris inside and couldn't even get in the door. There was nothing to explore, and once the door was opened, they had to return.

I plan to stop them first, tie up all the six people, and call the police after I finish investigating, so as not to disturb me.

I came to the basement door, and there was no turning point in the staircase leading to the basement. It was on the edge of the kitchen corridor, going up and down a staircase. Two men from Group C had just come down, but for a while, there was no movement.

I'm sure they didn't go back to the first floor and wondered what they were doing at the basement door. Maybe they were discussing how to move out the boxes inside and pick valuable and lightweight things to take.
Chapter completed!