
"Felix! What the hell are you doing? Why did you close the door? Didn't you say there were still two mice in there?"
"Then will you let everyone in this house know that this house has many secret roads and tunnels?" reply Felix.
"Part of the way out is not just one, if lucky they will definitely find it" Felix continued.
"If lucky? What if the one in there is Miss? You want to take responsibility? You saw it for yourself, right? Miss isn't in any room until we figure that door's open."
"Dude, Wilson. You're too cowardly. Miss is not a child anymore. You saw him too, right? He was with his boyfriend" Felix replied casually.
"That's the problem, don't we know what his friend is? And until now no one has been able to get out of there safely except sir, right?" said Wilson.
"Yes... Youre right. We also know only the first layer. Furthermore only the master and mistress kept this map and puzzle meeting. If Miss is as smart as her parents, she'll be safe."
Brak!!!
"What are you planning to do with Miss, Felix?" Wilson pulled Felix's shirt furiously.
"Mkc... Get your filthy hands off my expensive shirt" Felix said.
"No! Until you tell the truth. Did you intentionally lock him up today? Were you the one who kept him underground? I don't think people as smart as you are are the ones who find it difficult to solve the puzzles in that basement" Wilson said.
The teeth of men who had worked as boxing athletes were docked. His breathing was irritated. Wilson disliked anyone who disturbed his master's family.
"Duh, it's hard to talk to you." Felix still has no intention of opening the sound.
"Quick say!" Wilson further strengthened his grip on Felix's shirt.
"Mkc... I am not a loyal employee like you. But I also have a reason to keep my job here" Felix said.
Wilson still did not want to stretch his hand.
"My dream from the beginning was to work as easily as possible with a very high salary. And I've found it, this is where it's most appropriate" Felix said.
"That means, if anyone pays higher you'll turn away, right?" said Wilson.
"I don't think so. Because if someone dares to pay me very high, it means he needs something from me and I have to work harder for him" Felix said.
Wilson removed Felix's shirt from his grip, "I assume you're not harming Miss for now."
"But remember, if that happens, I'll finish you off" Wilson continued.
"Calm down Wilson, I'm sure Miss will get out safely before you go home. He's a smart kid. Surely later he will appear as the first person to succeed through the puzzle of the labyrinth in this house," said Felix.
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"It's just a plastic skull, Qian." Mikko raised the greenish-white object with one hand.
"You're sure it's just plastic?" Qiandra still refused to open her eyelids.
"Yes... Just listen to the sound." Mikko patted one part of the fake skull.
"I don't think everything here is real. Maybe it's property for the movie or something... That's it.." Mikko said.
"But why should it be kept here? With all sorts of mystery keys anyway. You sure this doesn't mean anything?" qiandra.
Cess... Mikko lit a candle with a lighter.
"Hey, where's that candle from?" ask Qiandra.
"The candle is here. Wh why? Can't you?" Mikko prepared to blow back the candle.
"Don't. Let it. Try to breathe the aroma. This is very similar to the strange scent I smelled that night, before I disappeared," Qiandra said.
"So you're saying the culprit got in here first?" Mikko placed the candle in the middle of the room to be safe.
"Maybe," Qiandra murmured.
One by one they checked the objects in the room. There are several spears with various shapes and colors, large chests that resemble coffins, human skulls that are no longer intact, then other objects that look more like accessories.
Qiandra took the top book. The cover is very thick, characteristic of old books. Some of its parts appear loose and peeled off.
The cover image of the book is difficult to identify clearly, because it has been very faded. But it seems to describe the anatomy of plants.
"What's it say?" ask Mikko.
"I don't know. The book is in a foreign language" Qiandra said.
"Not English?" ask Mikko again.
Qiandra shook his head, "It also doesn't seem to be French and German."
Mikko frowned. He brought his face closer to Qiandra's body, "Let's see" he said.
Mikko reached into her bag and pulled out the phone. He pointed the camera at the surface of the book while opening the translete by picture application.
"It's a book of herbal medicine" Mikko said later.
"Well, it's amazing the technology now" Qiandra said in awe.
"Well, I should have asked you. It's Romanian. Don't you know your mother's hometown?" ask Mikko.
Qiandra. He had just learned one new thing, which was that he knew nothing about his mother's hometown, including her language.
"Let's see the other books" Mikko asked.
The second, third and fourth books are still about herbal medicines.
"Jude, let's just give up. I think the next book is also about herbal medicine," said the bored Qiandra.
"You're not curious, who owns these books?" mikko.
"Maybe my mama, to treat grandfather first," said Qiandra.
"But it's an 1880 print."
"Did? What's?" Qiandra brought her head closer to the book Mikko was holding.
"Qian, this book is not about herbs like that. It's witchcraft. Look at these images of spears and coffins, just like the ones behind us."
"You don't scare me, dong," said Qiandra.
"Let's see these pictures. You also read the translation" Mikko said.
"I-yes too," Qiandra murmured.
"I became more and more curious as to what the contents of the chest were," Mikko said.
"Mikko! Pleases. This one don't. I don't want anything to happen."
"May there be nothing." Mikko remained adamant.
It turned out that the crate was starting to rust and difficult to open. Mikko took out another secret weapon. It turns out that sunblock is quite useful as an oxidized iron lubricant.
Kreeett....
Mikko tried to open the iron lid which was estimated to weigh tens of kilograms.
Qiandra held her breath.
Finally the box opened. An unpleasant smell emanated from the old box that somehow never opened it.
"grandmother?" qiandra muttered with her mouth gaping and eyes rounded. He was really surprised.
(Connected)
Thank you for reading. See you around.