"What did you find?" Zhao Xingguo's voice was hurried, unable to conceal his anxiety. Pan Du was in bad shape. Although he still had a heartbeat, in other respects he was like a dead man. Even more terrifying, his body was beginning to rot gradually.

Jiang Cheng steadied his mind and pointed to the last carriage. "Look, what's different about this carriage compared to the others?"

Judging from the surviving photos, the entire Mayflower train seemed to have been hastily pieced together.

Apart from the first few carriages, which were relatively uniform, the remaining carriages seemed to have been taken from other trains and then assembled together.

But after all, it was a time of war, so there was nothing to complain about.

Seeing that everyone didn't react, Jiang Cheng continued to explain, "Although many of the carriages were pieced together, this last carriage is special." He emphasized, "This isn't a passenger carriage; it's a freight car."

"You're right, this carriage doesn't have any windows." Linghu Yong's gaze wandered back and forth over the photos before he spoke. "And... the size and location of the door are also wrong."

Although the lighting in the photos was dim, the last carriage gave everyone a strange feeling, the kind that made you uncomfortable just looking at it.

The rectangular carriage was shrouded in shadows, like a stifling coffin.

Hearing Jiang Cheng and the others discussing, Wu Dali, who had brought the photos, curiously came over and looked at them. "You're talking about the last carriage? I know a little about that. This young man is right; that carriage wasn't for passengers. It was for freight."

"What kind of freight?" Jiang Cheng looked up and asked.

He had a vague feeling that the problem lay in the last carriage.

"Well..." Wu Dali thought for a moment, then said, "It should have been some grain, and winter clothes and stuff. Master Feng was kind-hearted and knew that the disaster victims were short of food and clothing, so he prepared some for them."

Chen Qiang seemed to realize something, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "So... the things in the last carriage were prepared by Master Feng."

"That's right." Wu Dali nodded.

After saying that, Wu Dali clearly felt a change in the attitude of the people in front of him and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"There's no problem; I just didn't expect that in those days, Master Feng would still be able to lend a helping hand to the disaster victims." Luo He still had that indifferent look on his face, and when Wu Dali met his eyes, he felt much calmer.

"Oh, right, I have something to do. I'll be going now." Wu Dali waved to everyone. "If you need anything, you can come and find me directly."

"I'm usually not at the police station. You can find me by asking around at the tea stall."

Following the direction Wu Dali pointed, they saw an open-air tea stall, with a tattered canopy overhead and a few wooden tables underneath.

Business was actually not bad. The people inside were dressed in various ways, clearly a gathering place for all sorts of people. Usually, such places were the most well-informed.

Once Wu Dali's figure disappeared into the crowd, everyone turned away and exchanged glances, seeing the same worry in each other's eyes.

"I have a feeling that there's something wrong with the last carriage," Huai Yi said bluntly, stroking his chin. "The Feng family probably hid something extraordinary in that carriage. His kindness to the disaster victims was a sham; his real intention was to transport that thing out of Grey Stone Town."

"If that's the case, then what happened later makes sense. The reason the Feng family became like this is that the thing came back for revenge," Chen Qiang added.

Pi Ruan swallowed carefully. "What thing? What are you guys talking about? The only thing that could do this to the Feng family is a ghost, right?"

"Are you saying that... the Feng family sealed a ghost in the last carriage, originally planning to send it out of Grey Stone Town, but unexpectedly, the ghost actually ran out of the carriage halfway and then killed everyone on the train?"

The more Pi Ruan spoke, the stranger his voice became, a mixture of fear and doubt.

The Feng family naturally had no way to control something like a ghost, but at this moment, everyone had a guess about what was in the last carriage.

And this guess was more than 90% certain.

The last carriage contained something like them—a Disciple.

And it was very likely about to lose control.

Through analyzing the existing clues at hand, Jiang Cheng and the others boldly speculated that this Disciple came from the Feng family, and might even be a direct descendant of the Feng family.

Because the door within him was about to lose control, the Feng family took advantage of the fact that he still had a trace of consciousness and put him in a sealed carriage, intending to send him away.

But an accident happened on the way. The door within this person was completely eroded, and the curse... erupted.

The thing behind the door ran out. This was the reason for the Mayflower train disaster.

Fu Fu habitually bit her nails. When she was able to calm down and think, she completely lost her previous brashness. "Although it sounds like that's what happened, there's one thing that doesn't make sense."

"Why did some people die in the carriages, while the rest mysteriously disappeared?" Fu Fu pointed out the key issue.

Similar to people, most ghosts also have their own habits. In their opinion, the ghost in the Feng residence would kill people in a very strange way.

At the same time, the dead would have a bizarre smile on their faces.

But from the current situation, this ghost did not yet have the ability to make people disappear directly, and the number of disaster victims on the train was not a thousand, but several hundred. Such a large-scale collective disappearance could not be explained by coincidence.

There were not many clues, only enough to support their deduction to this point. There was no point in discussing it further, but through this period of investigation, everyone had reached several consensuses.

First, the ghost haunting the Feng family was not the disaster victims on the Mayflower train. The disaster victims were also victims.

Second, the paranormal event on the Mayflower was caused by the Disciple in the last carriage. The Disciple came from the Feng family, and the door within him was completely eroded during transport. The thing behind the door ran out, causing the disaster.

Third, this ghost was specifically targeting the Feng family for revenge, and was now in the Feng residence.

"The top priority is to investigate who exactly the Feng family hid in the last carriage back then." Linghu Yong spoke after thinking for a moment, "Maybe from them, we can also learn some clues about this ghost's abilities."

Since the Feng family chose to send this person away back then, they must have noticed the strangeness of this person.

In other words, this person must have used the ability of his door.

But Jiang Cheng shook his head. "They won't say anything until the very last moment. This matter is too involved. If the people in town know that they caused the Mayflower incident, then even if the ghost doesn't kill all the Feng family members, the people in Grey Stone Town won't let them go."