But in that instant, the eyes reflected in the marble disappeared.

　　Li clutched the curtains tightly, his eyes fixed on the window, as if trying to see the haunted house where Ziye was at that moment.

　　On the other end of the phone, he heard Ziye's voice, "I saw it... I saw it..."

　　"Did you see anything?" Li immediately asked anxiously, "What… what did you see?"

　　On the other end of the phone, Ziye replied, "The marble… a pair of red eyes appeared in the reflection! But they're gone now."

　　"As expected…" Li nodded, the situation was unfolding as he had anticipated, but it would be some time before he could draw a conclusion.

　　He gripped the phone tightly, took a deep breath, and said, "But the ghost's transformation shouldn't be the marble. I don't think it would be that obvious."

　　"Me either."

　　Wen and the other two were startled by Ziye's discovery.

　　Though they hadn't seen the red eyes, they could imagine what it was like.

　　"Anyway, stay away from mirrors as much as possible," Li gave her this advice, "As for the reason, it's written in my notes."

　　"Yes… I've seen it."

　　"Give the phone to Yuan, I have a few more questions for him."

　　Ziye handed the phone to Yuan, then he and Li talked about topics completely unrelated to the haunted house.

　　After that, he handed the phone back to Ziye.

　　Li said to her, "It's still hard to confirm my theory. If you have any new clues, I'll call you again."

　　After hanging up the phone, Li sat down heavily on the sofa.

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　　At the same time, he started to worry about Ziye.

　　Actually, it wouldn't be difficult to confirm that theory.

　　It was strange.

　　They had only known each other for a short time, but Ziye had already become very important to Li.

　　But… why did they meet in this apartment?

　　In the past, Li had always scoffed at the idea of “love at first sight," considering it a bourgeois sentiment concocted by romance novelists.

　　But ever since he first saw Ziye that day, unconsciously, he was drawn to her mysterious aura.

　　"What am I… thinking about?" Li played with his hair, muttering to himself, "Living in this terrifying apartment where you could lose your life at any moment, where is there any time to think about these things? If I have to , I'll think about it after I gain freedom and leave the apartment."

　　But how much longer could Ziye survive?

　　Li felt that if Ziye died, he would be very sad.

　　It was strange.

　　Even when Ye, who had been his neighbor for a year, died, he was completely numb.

　　But Ziye, a woman he had met less than ten days ago, was making him so preoccupied.

　　"Don't die… Ziye…"

　　Li could only silently pray for her in his heart.

　　Meanwhile, in the villa, the four of them no longer dared to approach the living room.

　　Ziye also felt that she could roughly narrow the scope down to the living room.

　　But if that was the case… what about the black dress, the bookshelf, and all that?

　　At that moment, the four of them sat on the stairs, looking at the vast, empty living room.

　　They could see everything in the living room from this vantage point, and they would be able to react if anything changed.

　　"What did Li say?" Yuan asked Ziye, "What did he tell you?"

　　"He didn't say much." Ziye shook her head.

　　Yuan turned to Oda Saki and asked, "Miss Saki, what did Li say to you?"

　　"Nothing." Oda Saki shook her head.

　　She was recalling the questions Li had asked her.

　　What did that mean?

　　"This is so boring…" Wen suggested, "If we keep going like this, we'll only get more and more nervous. Why don't we just chat a bit? Let's all share our thoughts."

　　"Thoughts?" Oda Saki chuckled wryly, "Even if you stare at those pieces of furniture for a whole day, you won't be able to tell if they're the ghost's transformation."

　　"No… actually, I have an idea." Ziye suddenly spoke.

　　Oda Saki's expression changed, she quickly asked, "An idea? You…"

　　"Those plaster sculptures…" Ziye pointed her finger at the pile of sculptures.

　　As she did so, everyone, including Oda Saki, involuntarily shifted back a few steps on the stairs.

　　Ziye shared her viewpoint, "Since these sculptures are all shattered, we can't confirm if these fragments… are all the sculptures."

　　"What do you mean?" Wen didn't understand.

　　However, Oda Saki immediately understood.

　　She immediately said, "You… you wouldn't be saying, there are fragments of other sculptures mixed in there?"