It’s normal to have skills in Wangwang, right?

Yanagi Suzune, Tezuka Kunichi, and Sanada Genemon walked into the gloomy secret room together. As soon as they entered the secret room, they felt a chill running down their spine.

Following the guidance of the police officers at the scene, they first moved to the place where the woman had been tied up, where there were still faint traces of struggle, as if silently describing the fear experienced. Then, their eyes slowly raised and fell on the frightening paintings on the walls of the secret room.

In the dark basement, every wall is covered by a huge painting. Like full-time guardians, they occupy the four corners of the basement, forming a disturbing visual oppression. Not only are these paintings huge in size, almost as tall as a human being, but their contents are even more terrifying. Hanging on the wall, they seem to jump out of the canvas at any time and devour the viewer.

The paintings are so weird that they can make people feel frightened. Each painting is a demonic face, those faces are twisted, eyes flashing with a suffocating evil light. The devil in the painting is holding a sharp sword and has a cold mockery on his lips, as if he is mocking the suffering and sorrow in the world with contempt. The mottled blood stains on the screen add a bit of a terrifying atmosphere, making people feel that these demons will jump out of the canvas at any time and drag people into the bottomless dark abyss.

Liu Lingyin's eyes lingered on each painting carefully, and she discovered a chilling detail: each demon held a broken mirror in its hand. Those mirror fragments seemed to be the sharp claws used by the devil to observe and capture prey. Each piece reflected a corner of the place where the woman was kidnapped. The scene was suffocating. What’s even more surprising is that the lines on each mirror seem to be a series of numbers.

Liu Lingyin, a girl who has always enjoyed playing escape rooms, naturally has an indescribable curiosity about the basement, which is full of mystery and is very suitable for escape rooms. The paintings in the room with unique styles and full of weird atmosphere were more like claws tempting her to delve deeper, tightly grabbing her attention.

As Liu Lingyin observed deeply, a trace of doubt gradually emerged in her heart. She looked more intently, as if searching for hidden secrets in these paintings.

At this time, Mr. Tezuka and Mr. Sanada walked up to Yanagi Suzune. Tezuka Kunichi asked curiously:

"What's wrong with these paintings?"

There was a hint of expectation in Tezuka Kunichi's voice, and he seemed to hope to get some new discoveries from Yanagi Suzune.

Liu Lingyin did not answer directly, but pointed to the mirror fragments in the painting.

She asked with a hint of surprise in her voice:

"Don't you think the patterns on the mirror fragments held by the demons in these four paintings are very similar to the numbers?"

Upon hearing this, Tezuka Kunichi, Sanada Genemon and several police officers present immediately approached the painting and began to observe carefully. There was a trace of doubt on their faces, but they were also full of passion for exploration.

One of the police officers suddenly said: "It does look a bit like it, but it's too abstract." His words revealed an understanding and appreciation of the painting.

Tezuka Kunichi and Sanada Genemon rubbed their eyes in unison. They looked at these paintings, but they felt confused in their hearts.

It's okay to let them see calligraphy, but let them see paintings. They admit that they don't have much artistic talent, and they really feel a little inadequate for these abstract paintings.

It was too difficult for the two old people.

Liu Lingyin and the artistic police officer worked together to find the looming numbers in the paintings. Their eyes are like searchlights, carefully searching every inch of the canvas until they find the hidden treasures. When they compared the numbers they found, they found they matched perfectly. Their eyes sparkled with surprise, as if they had found a long-lost treasure.

They began to write down the numbers in groups, as if they were solving a puzzle. In the process, their moods fluctuated as the numbers gradually became clearer, sometimes with joy, sometimes with confusion, and sometimes with enlightenment. Their faces were full of concentration and curiosity, as if they were chasing a naughty dream.

As Liu Lingyin and the police officer with artistic sensibility looked closely, they began to discover hidden numbers one by one in the details of the painting. Every stroke, every stroke, they carefully compared and confirmed. As this string of mysterious numbers was gradually revealed, what they discovered was shocking - these numbers were surprisingly consistent.

They listed these numbers separately, sorted them one by one, and finally came up with four sets of arrangements:

14

11

1

19

With the appearance of the third set of numbers, the already tense atmosphere suddenly became more solemn. The faces of several police officers, including the two old men, instantly turned as pale as paper, with a trace of unspeakable anger flashing in their eyes. That set of numbers seemed to touch the deepest anger in their hearts, like a sharp knife, piercing their nerves.

Although Yanagi Suzune was confused by the scene before her, she felt an ominous premonition from the changes in expressions on the faces of Mr. Tezuka and other police officers. Their faces were like the sky shrouded in dark clouds, heavy and gloomy.

Tezuka Kunichi, this experienced and experienced old police officer, although a shadow of anger briefly flashed across his face, he soon reshaped his character with his unique calmness and majesty. A calm and serious mask.

His eyes were firmly focused on Liu Lingyin, and there was no doubt in his tone: "Lingyin, thank you for your assistance today. Now, please believe that we will handle everything."

Yanagi Suzune responded softly: "Grandpa Tezuka, regarding my mother's earring, if there is any progress in the investigation, please be sure to inform me. I need to know the truth."

Tezuka Kunichi nodded slightly, which was a promise and a comfort: "Okay, Suzune, don't worry."

Liu Lingyin nodded gently and said to Mr. Tezuka: "Grandpa Tezuka, it's getting late, so I'll go back first."

Mr. Tezuka Kunichi also nodded slightly and responded in a deep voice: "It's getting late. I'll ask the police officer to accompany you back."

However, Yanagi Suzune shook her head gently, with a trace of determination in her eyes: "No, although this is Tokyo, it is not far from Kanagawa. I will take the train back to Kanagawa later, so I don't need to bother the police anymore. Running around.”

Tezuka Kunichi said softly: "I forgot for a moment that you studied in Kanagawa."

At this time, Sanada Genemon's clear voice intervened in the conversation: "It seems that you have all forgotten me here. Yanagi Suzune, if you don't mind, you might as well return to Kanagawa with me."

Tezuka Kunichi naturally knew that Sanada Gen'emon lived in Kanagawa, but he and Sanada Gen'emon really had a bad temper, and they often treated the old man Sanada as if he didn't exist. However, today's situation was special and it was related to Liu Lingyin's safety. He nodded slightly: "In that case, I'll trouble you, Sanada."

Hearing this, Genemon Sanada's face darkened slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice: "I'm very happy, it doesn't bother me at all!"

Seeing this, Liu Lingyin chuckled, and she comforted him with gentle words: "Mr. Sanada, I really caused trouble for you."

Genemon Sanada snorted, turned around, and when facing Yanagi Suzune, his eyes softened: "No trouble, I'm honored, just call me Grandpa Sanada."

"Ok!"