"A red veil?" Shen Mengyun said thoughtfully.

Fatty nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's the one!"

He then explained, "I'm sure I didn't see it wrong. I just casually glanced over and saw it, but when I realized something was off and looked back, it was gone again."

No one doubted that Fatty was mistaken, and Jiang Cheng noticed that Fatty said he saw a person, not a statue.

Based on the description of this person—red clothes, squatting in the corner, facing the wall, only the back visible—the identity of this person was not difficult to guess.

It was the male teacher who died tragically here.

Perhaps... the other party didn't intend to harm them, Jiang Cheng thought. After all, he was also a victim.

If he could get in touch with this male teacher, there might be unexpected gains.

If it's a blessing, it's not a curse; if it's a curse, you can't avoid it. Jiang Cheng turned his head, looked at Fatty and the others, and said in a low voice, "You guys stay here, don't move. I'll go take a look."

"You alone?" Fatty's face was full of worry.

"And me." Wang Qi also stood up, looked at Jiang Cheng, and nodded slightly. "I'll go with you."

"Okay."

The two agreed to outflank from the left and right, so that if there really was something hiding nearby, they would definitely find it.

"The... the window..." But in the next second, Shen Mengyun's eyes also changed, her body trembling non-stop, pointing to a spot near the corner.

Just now, Jiang Cheng was talking to Wang Qi, and neither of them was paying attention to the corner.

"What's wrong now?" Huai Yi was also startled by Shen Mengyun's abnormal appearance.

"I... I saw it, right there, someone's hiding!" Shen Mengyun said慌慌张张 after she came back to her senses.

Jiang Cheng grabbed her hand to calm her down.

"What did you see, Miss Shen?" Jiang Cheng asked, trying to calm her down while being wary of his surroundings. It seemed that the situation here was more complicated than he thought.

"Someone is hiding there, behind the curtain! There really is someone!" Shen Mengyun grabbed Jiang Cheng's arm, her other hand trembling as she pointed to a place about 2 meters away from the corner.

There was a dark curtain installed there, a common setup in many exhibition halls.

"Behind the curtain?" Jiang Cheng stared at the curtain and calmly asked, "Since it's behind the curtain, how did you see the person, Miss Shen?"

"Below, a pair of feet were showing from below the curtain!" Shen Mengyun emphasized. "A pair of bare feet, I saw them very clearly."

There was less than 10 centimeters of space between the bottom of the curtain and the floor, but when Jiang Cheng looked over, there was nothing in the gap.

Wang Qi withdrew his gaze, looked at Shen Mengyun, and asked in a strange tone, "Miss Shen, you only saw a pair of feet below the curtain and concluded that there was someone behind it, is that right?"

Shen Mengyun looked at Wang Qi, and asked in surprise and fear, "Isn't... isn't that enough?"

Jiang Cheng seemed to understand what Wang Qi meant, and explained for him, "Miss Shen, it's not that it's not enough, but can you provide some other clues?"

After a pause, he added, "For example, the shape of the curtain at the time. If someone was standing behind it, there should be a bulge on the curtain, the shape of a person. You can imagine that, right?"

Shen Mengyun was more receptive to Jiang Cheng, and after a moment, she shook her head. "I don't remember very clearly, but... but there probably wasn't. I only saw a pair of feet, the feet below the curtain, together, very white, and very obvious against the dark curtain."

Ignoring Shen Mengyun, Wang Qi directly took out the iron hook and outflanked from the left according to plan, while Jiang Cheng went from the right.

Although it was the first time the two cooperated, they were very tacit, their speed and pace were almost the same. Huai Yi really thought they knew each other before, or at least were trained in the same place.

Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi finally converged 2 meters in front of the curtain.

One held up a hook, and the other held a sickle. The two acted at the same time, and with a swoosh, they lifted the heavy curtain.

Behind it was a wall, an entire wall, without even a window.

It seemed that the curtain was only used for decoration.

"Phew—" The two looked at each other and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But the moment he turned around, Jiang Cheng's eyes froze, and then the blood in his veins seemed to cool down.

The middle of the hall, which had been empty, was now...

Fatty, Huai Yi, and Shen Mengyun were all gone...

In this sculpture hall, not far behind them, three living people had disappeared silently.

"Damn..." Wang Qi cursed in a low voice, his eyes looking around, obviously not expecting such a situation to occur in the end.

He had been careless...

Jiang Cheng had felt strange before. Logically speaking, if people like himself and Wang Qi hadn't noticed anything unusual, how could Fatty and Shen Mengyun have seen it?

It was clearly to attract the main force of the team to investigate, and then attack the remaining weak and disabled.

Fatty and the others... were probably in trouble.

But it was too late to say anything now. Jiang Cheng looked at Wang Qi and quickly said, "I need to find them first, or something bad might happen."

He wasn't sure whether Wang Qi would help him find people first or complete the mission first, because at least on the surface, this person didn't seem like an easygoing guy.

But to his surprise, this Wang Qi actually seemed more nervous than him after discovering that the people were missing. He clenched the iron hook in his hand, his sharp eyes looking around, as if he would dig three feet into the ground to find them.

"Find them!" he said in a hoarse voice.

"Okay."

This time, the two didn't dare to separate again. Jiang Cheng was in the front, and Wang Qi was at the rear. The two were almost glued together, relying on each other.

They retreated back the way they came, searching little by little. This time, they focused on the nearby sculptures. These sculptures didn't seem special at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they had an unspeakable weirdness.

Those empty eyes seemed like they would focus at any moment.

Returning to the door of the sculpture hall, Jiang Cheng immediately noticed something was wrong. After they came in, the door closed automatically, which startled Fatty at the time.

So Jiang Cheng remembered it very clearly.

But now... one of the doors was open a little, about a third of the way, and judging by the size, it was just enough for one person to squeeze in sideways.

The mere thought of such a scene was terrifying enough, and an ominous premonition rose in Jiang Cheng's heart.

Something had quietly followed them in.

Who would it be?

No, he should ask... what would it be?

An Heart-Eating Demon?

Or the bandit ghost from this sculpture hall mission?

While Jiang Cheng was thinking, he was looking around. There were several statues around them. They had checked them when they came in, and there were no problems, just ordinary statues.

But just as Jiang Cheng moved his gaze up slightly, wanting to habitually exhale, his eyes suddenly froze.

The stuffiness in his chest also got stuck in his throat.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. The statue in front of him was a woman, a half-length portrait, with her right arm raised high, holding a bird in her palm.

The woman's face was slightly raised upward, but her eyes, as if they had a soul, were drooping down, staring at him.