After everyone went back, Jenkins was the last person left in the lounge. He asked the servants of the villa not to care about him, and sat on the softest chair in front of the fireplace with the "Investigator's Record" in his hand.
This is a novel that Jenkins found on the bookshelf in his room. Judging from the publication date, it was printed half a century ago, and the content is somewhat interesting.
Jenkins seldom stays up late, even if he encounters an interesting novel, he will never go to bed past twelve o'clock. He held the book in one hand, and stroked the chocolate on his knee regularly with the other. The cat is very satisfied with the current state, but hopes that Jenkins can be more gentle.
"Get ready to go to sleep."
When the clock on the wall rang again, it was half past eleven. He stood up with the dozing cat in his arms, put the book on the chair, then squatted down and covered the flames of the fireplace with a poker, and then stretched and prepared to go upstairs.
There were portraits of people hanging on the stairs, but Jenkins didn't recognize them. He held up the candlestick and walked and watched in the dark corridor. This is a villa in the snow-capped mountains, so there must be no gas pipes.
Jenkins' room was the one at the far end of the corridor, and when he passed the friends' rooms, there was no sound in it. I tiptoed to the door of the room, and the faint moonlight shone in through the wind and snow, making Jenkins' shadow fall on the other end of the corridor. Next to the shadow, there is something like a tentacle dangling around, which is Chocolate's dishonest tail.
"The plan for tomorrow is..."
He froze for a moment and didn't open the door immediately, but leaned back and looked to one side, which is the position further inside the corridor.
"I remember my room was the innermost."
He did not remember this wrongly, and the house number was also correct, but now there is indeed an extra room in the corridor.
"What does it mean?"
The door of the extra room is not the same as the standard door of other normal rooms. In fact, the stone door does not match the decoration style of the whole villa.
"Miscellaneous colored auras, another numbered item? There was no such thing when I came here just now."
He stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but he didn't recall what this corresponded to.
"Speaking of which, I encountered such a thing on the first day I came here. Is this the price for obtaining a new emblem of the savior?"
He stood in front of that strange door for a while, trying to reach out to the door handle, but unexpectedly, the pocket watch chain in his pocket immediately vibrated like crazy. In the end, he didn't dare to touch the handle. Instead, he turned back and went back to his room, sat on the edge of the bed for a second before standing up, allowing the identical shadow to stay by the edge of the bed.
"Wait for me in the room."
He also put down his cat, because [Phantom of Reality] only affects itself.
"If I don't come back within an hour, go find Hathaway, you know?"
The kitten looked up at him, then nodded hesitantly, and Jenkins returned to the corridor with the candlestick in his hand.
He hasn't decided whether to go in yet, but just wants to observe again. But unexpectedly, that door has disappeared.
"..."
He tapped on the wall with his fingers, but there was no strange sound.
"Oh, was all set for an exciting adventure."
He couldn't tell whether he was lucky or regretful, so he shrugged his shoulders and went back to sleep.
There was no dream all night, and it was only six o'clock in the morning when I woke up again, but I didn't feel the slightest drowsiness anymore. The curtains are closed tightly, but the whistling wind and snow can still be heard outside the window. It seems that everyone's going out plans will be delayed today.
The cat was still sleeping, so Jenkins tiptoed into the corridor in his slippers. The dark sky made the corridor still dark, but Jenkins, who was wearing the monocle, was not afraid of such an environment.
He glanced again, and there were no more strange doors in the deeper part of the corridor. If Chocolate hadn't noticed the door last night, Jenkins would even suspect that he was hallucinating.
"Strange."
He took advantage of breakfast time to tell Hathaway about his discovery. But the girl didn't know what it was, and they asked their companions about the ghost legend about this snow mountain villa, but they couldn't find anything that matched the situation last night.
"Since it disappeared, it means that it is something that will be transferred at any time. We just need to be careful when opening the door, and don't go wrong."
Hathaway comforted.
The original plan for today was to walk eastwards along a fixed route and enjoy the scenery of snow-capped mountains in front of a cliff. But because of the sudden blizzard, the travelers could only be temporarily trapped in the villa.
But the area of this mountain villa is also quite large. If you want to kill time, then it is no problem to spend a few days here.
All morning, Jenkins sat in front of the fireplace and continued to read the Investigator's Notebook. During the period, Miss Mihail came to invite Jenkins to go out to watch the snow with them, but Jenkins, who was reading the wonderful place at that time, could only refuse with regret.
I have to say that this semi-documentary novel is very exciting, and Jenkins even thinks that the best-selling "Detective Knight" is not as good as it. Just don't know why the book didn't catch on half a century ago, at least Jenkins never heard about it from the elders.
He planned to spend the whole day today reading the book, so as to avoid delaying the next few days of travel.
While reading, Chocolate has been very obediently lying on Jenkins' lap for him to touch. It didn't run around, which was beyond Jenkins' expectations. He planned to reward the cat with a big meal when he got home.
When it was close to noon, Quick passed by the door of the lounge and informed Jenkins to prepare, and lunch was about to start. Only then did he put down the novel, stood up and stretched, and then brought the cat into the corridor.
"Miss Michael and the others are back?"
He asked the servant beside him.
"Not yet, Mr. Williamette."
replied the servant.
Because of the blizzard, it was impossible for them to walk very far. And with the guards accompanying Hathaway, it was obviously impossible for any dangerous situation to arise.
Jenkins didn't take this matter to heart, and turned around to chat with Quick. Among the 7 people who came to travel now, only he and Jenkins are still in the villa. Quick got up very late today and didn't have time to go out with his friends.
Twenty minutes later, Mr. Joel Bangkoks came to inform the two that they could go to lunch, but the few people who had gone out still did not come back.