"I'll search the corridor I just walked through. Teacher Wu, please search the room I just searched. Maybe there's a clue there."
"Okay." Wu Qingyue nodded. This method is more useful.
The floor in the room was a little messy. He looked around slowly but found nothing unusual.
The corridor was also a bit messy, with a lot of dead branches and leaves, and the glass was already broken and there was no good left.
Every time Shen Yi took a step, the ground would make a creaking sound.
He turned and walked towards the locked room. They had only found two rooms just now, and the rooms were connected.
I originally thought that it was connected to the end, but I didn't expect there was a door at the end, and it was locked.
"Teacher Wu, please be careful with your steps. There's a lot of garbage on the floor in the room."
"Okay, okay, thank you for the reminder, Xiaoyi."
Wu Qingyue's group was relatively harmonious, but there were still quite a few comments.
It's all screen-licking.
"Brother Movie Emperor is so handsome."
"The old actor is so gentle."
“…”
All praise for them.
"Huh?"
Shen Yi, who was walking towards a room, suddenly stopped and turned to stare at the wall against the room.
There was a painting on the wall with three screws loose, hanging upside down, and it squeaked when the wind blew.
"What's wrong?"
When Wu Qingyue heard his soft cry, he stood up, patted his hands that were looking through the branches and leaves on the ground, and walked out.
"How did this painting appear here?"
This is a painting with a very old feel.
"I just saw it. It's a product from the 1960s." Wu Qingyue didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
But Shen Yi shook his head and pointed at the painting:
“It feels old, but it’s still so clean.”
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