The boy with glasses remained silent, struggling desperately to escape. To be honest, seeing this cowardly display, even Duanmu Huai was quite irritated, and it was obvious Blondie felt the same way. He grabbed the boy with glasses and dragged him towards the end of the corridor. Duanmu Huai and Shajuye exchanged a glance and followed behind Blondie.

The corridor was L-shaped, with the longer section connecting to the main building where Duanmu and the others were staying, while the end of the turn connected to the chapel, referred to as the Separate Pavilion. Just now, the boy with glasses had run from around the corner, and now the group was heading toward that very corner.

Duanmu Huai remembered clearly that during yesterday's tour, Meijia had shown them the chapel's entrance—a pure white double door with some rather exquisite decorations that at least looked the part.

But now, under the reflections of the rain outside through the corridor's floor-to-ceiling windows, the white door looked as if snakes were crawling on it—extremely eerie. Of course, the most important thing was... the door that should have been tightly closed was now ajar.

Though it was only cracked open.

"What's going on!?"

Seeing this, Blondie's expression changed. He grabbed the boy with glasses and strode toward the chapel. The latter struggled harder the closer they got, but Blondie wasn't fazed and dragged the boy to the chapel's entrance, then pushed the door open.

What lay before their eyes fully unfolded.

The chapel itself wasn't strange; inside, it looked like one you'd find at a Western wedding. Long benches lined either side, guests sat on them, and the priest stood behind the pulpit, watching the groom and bride walk in...…

Hmm, why mention this now?

The reason is simple: Duanmu Huai found nothing particularly noteworthy.

After all...… when you open the door and see a corpse hanging on the chapel wall, what more is there to say?

Can't exactly comment on the weather... well, the weather isn't great either.

So Duanmu Huai stood there, his mind spinning with thoughts unrelated to the current situation.

It's understandable because the scene before him was indeed surreal.

The stained glass window on the front wall of the chapel was completely shattered, allowing a gale mixed with raindrops to howl inside. Even those standing at the entrance could feel the rain and chilling wind hitting them.

Of course, if that were all, it would just be a broken window, but the problem wasn't that simple.

Looking up, several root-like vines were curling through the broken glass. They stretched high, and at their end, a corpse was entangled.

The vines bound the body tightly, like a giant python strangling it, twisting and distorting the body as if it were being ripped apart.

The face, twisted in pain, had turned monstrous, with vines sprouting like buds from its gaping mouth...…

"Rumble!!!"

In that moment, thunder roared, as if heralding the prologue to a horrific murder scene... well, enough with the idle banter.

Duanmu Huai gathered his thoughts. If it really were a murder case, he'd have no fear. He was curious who would dare attempt killing him.

"Hey, what's going on...?"

Blondie also looked terrified, which was understandable after seeing a body, especially one like this. In contrast, Shajuye seemed much calmer. Although somewhat uneasy, she tugged at Duanmu Huai's sleeve.

"Brother, isn't that... the one from the Supernatural Research Society yesterday...?"

"Oh, now that you mention it, it does look like her."

Reminded by Shajuye, Duanmu Huai nodded, recalling that this girl was with the boy with glasses yesterday.

What was her name... forget it, she's dead now; her name doesn't matter.

Blondie came to his senses, grabbed the boy by the collar, and lifted him.

"Hey! What's happening? Why is that woman here? Speak!"

"Ah, ah, ah...… ooh...…"

But despite Blondie's questioning, the boy just kept shaking his head, refusing to speak.

"Let me handle it."

Seeing this, Duanmu Huai patted Blondie's shoulder, signaling for him to step back.

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Blondie came to his senses, let go of the boy, and stepped aside.

"But I advise you to be careful; this kid won't say a word, even if it kills him sometimes."

"Hahaha, leave it to me."

Duanmu Huai chuckled at Blondie's caution.

As a joke, he was a Judge, conducting interrogations was his forte, and besides...…

Duanmu Huai glanced at his own panel, then stepped forward, grabbed the boy, and hoisted him up.

"Eek—————!"

Looking at Duanmu Huai, the boy with glasses trembled even more. His face, already gloomy, was now deathly pale, like a small animal about to be caught by a predator.

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