PFC Chapter 242 Darkroom
Chapter 242 Darkroom
Chapter 242 Darkroom
"Mu Ling? What are you still standing there for?"
Seeing that Mu Ling did not react, Long Weng raised his voice and urged her impatiently.
Everyone's attention gradually focused on Mu Ling.
Xie Yan: "..."
Xie Yan silently rubbed her hands together, feeling that opening the entrance to the underworld for them might be faster than opening this unknown entrance.
But even if they were eliminated, it would be impossible to find four actors with his superb acting skills in a short period of time.
As time slowly passed, the people's eyes grew increasingly suspicious.
Xie Yan had no choice but to turn around without changing her expression and stop in front of a bookshelf behind her.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he decisively raised his hand and turned a rather incongruous vase placed on it.
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The others were puzzled: "...What are you doing?"
Xie Yan remained silent, but solemnly spun the vase a few times... nothing happened. She then spun it a few times in the opposite direction... still nothing happened.
After a while, the room remained completely silent.
Xie Yan: "..."
That shouldn't be the case, right? Isn't that how it's always shown on TV? As long as you twist the vase, a hidden entrance will appear.
You, Fukangnian, have nothing better to do? Why did you put a vase on the bookshelf?!
Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes and gave his strangely behaving companion a deep look. "Mu Ling, what exactly are you doing?"
Xie Yan put down the vase in her hand, turned around calmly, and coughed twice. "Ah, it's nothing. I just think this vase is quite unique and pretty."
"……Yeah?"
Someone voiced a question and quietly reached for their weapon.
Just as the atmosphere became increasingly tense and a critical moment was approaching, Xie Yan's ears suddenly twitched, and she keenly caught a faint sound.
"I was just joking with you guys."
Xie Yan smiled slightly, took a few steps to the side, and said calmly, "How could I not know where the entrance is?"
Following his movements, everyone saw Xie Yan reach out and unhesitatingly pull open the door of a mahogany wardrobe with a chest at the top.
From the outside, this wardrobe looks ordinary. Apart from the fact that it has no support and is completely flat against the ground, it is no different from the wardrobes used to store clothes in ordinary households.
As it turned out, Xie Yan did not go to the wrong place this time.
With a creak, the cabinet door was slowly pulled open, revealing a completely empty wardrobe with not a single piece of clothing inside.
Seeing this, the group exchanged glances behind Xie Yan and silently put their weapons away.
Xie Yan lowered her eyes and shifted her gaze to the bottom of the wardrobe—
On a dark-colored wooden board that appears particularly heavy compared to the rest of the wardrobe.
Xie Yan smiled slightly, then bent down and inserted her fingertips into the crack at the edge, easily lifting the wooden board.
At the same time, a slight rumbling sound rang out, and the ground below trembled slightly. Under Xie Yan's expectant gaze, it slowly slid to one side, revealing a hidden staircase.
And a familiar face I hadn't seen in a long time.
"Oh, what a coincidence."
Seeing Song Yunzheng's somewhat surprised expression upon their unexpected eye contact, Xie Yan gave him a genuine smile and greeted him.
"...Mu Ling?"
Song Yunzheng was taken aback for a moment, her gaze sweeping over Xie Yan and the others before she reacted, turning to the side and making an inviting gesture, "Let's go, the master and young master are already waiting."
grown ups?
Xie Yan's eyes darkened when she heard that title again.
Is this so-called "sir" referring to the leader of the Holy Sun Church, or the Fu Prefect who has never shown his face?
Or perhaps, both?
Xie Yan's smile deepened. "Then let's hurry up and go, lest we keep the adults waiting."
After descending the hidden staircase, the group entered a narrow, steep, and winding passage.
Although narrow, the passage was meticulously constructed, with an oil lamp every few steps for illumination and stone bricks paving the way so that there was no stumbling when walking.
Even so, the entire passageway was permeated with a damp and chilly atmosphere emanating from the ground, which unconsciously gave people a chill.
Xie Yan lowered her eyes, silently counting her steps as she walked, figuring out a rough direction in her mind.
"Mu Ling, you're acting strange today?"
Just then, Zhu Feng, who was getting a little bored, stepped forward and suddenly said, "If you didn't know where the entrance was, I would have almost thought you were an imposter."
Upon hearing Zhu Feng's words, the others involuntarily turned to look at Xie Yan once again.
Xie Yan's lips twitched, and she glared at him quickly, scolding, "I was just teasing you guys."
Zhu Feng shuddered from the glare he received, rubbing the goosebumps on his arm to confirm the familiar feeling. "...This feeling...it's definitely Mu Ling."
Taking advantage of the situation, Xie Yan pretended to be annoyed and slapped the other person, complaining, "Honestly, we've been together for so long, and you still can't tell if I'm real or fake?!"
Zhu Feng choked for a moment, rubbed his arm, and silently moved away from him. "That's right. You've always been with us, and you even took down two people with your own hands last night. How could it be someone else in disguise?"
Having successfully fooled her again, Xie Yan slightly suppressed the smile on her face. Before she could even catch her breath, she turned around and suddenly met Song Yunzheng's gaze.
It was unclear how long the man had been silently watching him, but after Xie Yan noticed his gaze, he smiled and nodded at him, then casually looked away.
Xie Yan narrowed her eyes expressionlessly, a dark glint suddenly flashing in her eyes.
Contrary to her refined appearance, Song Yunzheng is a meticulous and shrewd person. She can even put on a pleasant act when facing her mother's killer. She is definitely not the kind of person who can be fooled by a few words.
Although he may not have noticed anything amiss at the moment, he must have become suspicious of himself after hearing the conversation just now.
This is a bit troublesome. Xie Yan doesn't believe that Song Yunzheng won't expose her after discovering the clues.
There might be a tough battle to come.
After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, as the group ventured deeper into the passage, it gradually became wider.
After turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up, and the group had reached the end of the passage, where a spacious stone chamber appeared before them.
In the center of the stone chamber stood two figures with their backs to the crowd.