Garon didn't listen to their analysis. He stood slightly behind them and carefully observed his surroundings.
Not far ahead, the voices of the two men were faintly discernible. Garon was paying attention to the surroundings behind him. Standing at the back, Garen looked at the two people in the pavilion in front of him through the curtain of rain. One of them was standing while the other was squatting. The sound of their analysis and reasoning could be heard intermittently along with the wind. Garen raised his head and looked at the room that they came from earlier.
There was a vague figure standing by the window. It was so dark that he couldn't see the face clearly. The room was also pitch black. He couldn't even make out the figure.
Garen stared at the silhouette quietly without making a sound.
"Let's go! I found the key to the problem! "Dale Quicksilver walked over and patted Garon's shoulder. They took the lead and walked towards the castle gate.
Garon hurried to catch up. When he looked at the window on the second floor, there was no one there.
The three of them walked into the hall on the first floor and came to the place where Dale Quicksilver jumped down.
The great detective squatted on the ground and checked something. Then he looked at the Bronze Cross Emblem on the ground, as if he was calculating something.
After a while, he stood up again.
"Follow me."
Garon knew that he must have found something. He and the White Eagle followed behind the detective. The three of them walked to the back of the stairs on the first floor.
Ta Li fumbled around in the corner for a while. Suddenly, he pulled up a black wooden board. An entrance that looked like a cellar appeared on the ground.
When the black square entrance was opened, a thick smell of blood overflowed from the inside.
The three of them looked serious and exchanged glances. The White Eagle took out a match and lightly lit it.
Chi.
Under the faint light of the match, the three of them could see the situation inside the entrance clearly.
This small indoor cellar was actually filled with corpses.
The corpses were all dressed in black and had gold earrings on their ears.
Even though they were mentally prepared, the three of them were still shocked by the number of corpses. They all gasped. For a moment, they couldn't recover from the shock.
After a while, the White Eagle was the first to react.
"They are from the Golden Hoop! What's going on? "He pulled out the topmost body from the pile." So many people died here! Number 89, a two-digit Golden Hoop isn't easy to kill! "
Dale frowned and said, "I also found a clue by accident. I didn't expect that following it would lead to this result. It seems that this castle is even more mysterious than we thought … "
"He died less than a day ago." White Eagle checked the corpse and said in a low voice. "What do we do now, Dale?"
"I still have some questions that I haven't thought through! Let's get out of here first! "Dale Quicksilver looked around, as if he was alert for any enemies. "This place is no longer safe. We can't stay here any longer. Let's go back and report to the police station right away and mobilize the police force here. "
"Where's the medal?" Garon joked in a low voice. "Don't tell me it grew legs and went back to that room again?" He forced a smile. The atmosphere was a little heavy.
When Dale Quicksilver heard this, he was suddenly shocked. He stood there in a daze, as if he remembered something.
"Right!! The position of the medal! I actually overlooked this crucial point! I didn't think of it earlier! "He muttered to himself.
"Follow me!" He suddenly turned around and started jogging. As he ran, he looked sideways at the relief on the wall.
Garen and the White Eagle followed behind him in confusion. They ran from the back of the stairs to a room that looked like a study.
Dale moved an empty bookshelf, patted the floor, and quickly found a pull ring. He pulled it up with all his might.
With a clatter, a large piece of wood was lifted up. It revealed a dark and wide entrance below.
Dale took the match that White Eagle had lit and shined it inside. There was a metal staircase at the entrance. A black staircase that led downwards.
Garon moved closer to take a look. The entrance was very wide. In front of the three of them was a black metal staircase that led downwards at an angle.
Dale Quicksilver didn't say much. He let go of the wooden plank and leaned to the side, keeping the door open. He tucked his shirt into his pants and walked down.
White Eagle followed closely behind. Garon changed his position and looked down from the entrance.
The spiral staircase led downwards, extending into the depths of darkness with no end in sight. It was like a spiral funnel.
"Let's go down and take a look. Please stand guard up there. If anything happens, just shoot." Dale turned around and whispered.
Garon nodded. Looking at the counterclockwise spiral staircase that extended into the depths of the abyss, he felt a faint chill in his heart.
The two who went in first lit a short torch. The light from the torch was very weak in the spiral staircase.
Garon thought for a while. He picked up a piece of rotten bookshelf wood and weighed it in his hand. It was a bit heavy, so he threw it into the middle of the staircase.
The piece of wood tumbled down, and then there was no sound at all.
The two of them who had just gone down stopped as well. Dale seemed to have found something and after lighting it up, he tossed it into the center of the cave as well.
The red piece of wood that was still burning with light tumbled down, illuminating the surroundings along the way.
There were many spiral staircases around them. The red light became smaller and smaller, farther and farther away. Soon, it became a small dot and disappeared into the darkness. Nothing could be seen.
Dale and White Eagle saw this and decisively turned around to go up. Soon, they returned to the entrance and came out.
"I estimated that this staircase is at least 500 meters deep! It could be even deeper! "Dale Quicksilver said in a low voice. "The secret of the Silversilk Castle might be here. Maybe this is the ultimate goal of the Golden Hoop."
The two had only gone down for a while, but they were already smelling of mold. They were cold and their faces were pale. Just by leaning against the two of them, Garen could feel the cold air emanating from their bodies.
"Let's find someone to check it out tomorrow morning! I think even the Golden Hoop wouldn't be able to find out in such a short time. "White Eagle suggested.
"Oh right, I found this in the room. Kelly, what is it?" Dale Quicksilver handed over a small black gemstone ring. The ring was silver, but there were some red rust stains.
Garon took it and examined it carefully.
"It's nothing. It's not an Antique of Tragedy. It's just a normal iron ring. I don't know what the black gemstone is made of, but I guess it's black crystal." He had been cramming a lot of antique and jewelry appraisal knowledge recently, so he could roughly tell what the material was.
"It's something from 50 to 60 years ago." He added.
"Is it? But I think this thing might be very useful … "Dale muttered as he took back the ring.
"Oh right." White Eagle suddenly said, "I found the Golden Hoop guy just now. He was still a little angry, but strangely, he said we killed a lot of them." He frowned and said, "But we didn't meet the people he mentioned. What's with the corpses in the cellar?"
"Looks like this castle isn't an ordinary place. Other than us, there are still people who could cause so much damage to the Golden Hoop." Dale Quicksilver closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking.
"Let's leave this place first. We have to carefully check the information here." He opened his eyes and said calmly.
"Although I really want the Golden Hoop gang to disappear completely, it's still a very uncomfortable feeling to be framed like this." The White Eagle shrugged.
"That's the only way. We can't stay here tonight." Garon nodded in agreement.
The three of them returned to their original decorations in the study and quietly left the castle. They jogged in the direction of Canoe Town in the rain.
In the dark night, in the heavy rain, the three of them quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The heavy rain continued to hit the surface of the castle, making pitter-patter sounds.
More than two hours later, the night had darkened and the rain had lessened.
A figure quickly ran back from the direction the three of them left. It was Garon in a black suit.
His eyes were calm. He changed his clothes and put on a black mask. He jogged back to where he came from and went around to a floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of the castle. The window was empty and the glass was gone. He pushed himself up with both hands and easily flipped in.
He tiptoed out of the small room and walked directly to the hall on the first floor.
Just as he walked into the hall, a black figure was standing by the stairs. The figure's back was facing him and he didn't move. He was facing the direction of the cellar where the corpses were found.
Garon's face turned cold, but he still couldn't avoid the sound of footsteps.
"Who is it!"
The figure suddenly turned around and looked over.
Kacha!
A flash of lightning flashed and illuminated the golden earring on his left ear. It was a huge number 10.
Garon's eyes turned cold and he slowly walked out.
"Since you're from the Golden Hoop, hand over the thing. I can let you leave alive. "His voice was hoarse and he deliberately spoke in a fake voice.
The person who turned around was a tall woman. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head. Her eyes were light purple and her face was cold. Her tight black suit gave her a cold and simple temperament. “
"Let me leave alive? Ridiculous. "The woman said coldly." You're here for that thing too? "
"What do you think?" Garon sneered and waved his right hand behind him.
Bang!!
The man in black behind him was sent flying. He fell to the ground and rolled a few times. He hit the wall and stopped moving.
"I said, hand over the thing and I can let you leave here alive." He didn't even look at the attacker behind him and slowly walked towards the purple-eyed woman. The closer he got, the more he felt the potential aura from her.
The purple-eyed woman sneered.
"Very well, you're qualified for me to fight seriously."
She bowed slightly.
Hiss …
The sound of continuous inhalation was heard. The woman reached out and grabbed her collar.
With a tearing sound, the clothes on her upper body were completely torn, revealing her white jade-like skin.
"I'm going to take your head as a sacrifice to my dead brothers …!"
The woman didn't care that her naked chest was exposed to the air. Her purple eyes faintly darkened. Her hands made a grabbing motion, as if she was holding something in front of her chest. There was an oval space between her hands.
"Celestial Strength … Tyrannical!!!"
The woman suddenly inhaled again. Her body actually expanded rapidly. Thick muscles with veins covered every part of her body.
The sound of her breathing was like a huge air bag inhaling and exhaling air.
In just a few seconds, the woman changed from a slim and cold-eyed woman to a powerful woman with strong muscles. She wasn't any weaker than Garon.
The muscles all over her body were tight, like steel ropes bouncing under her skin. A huge airflow slowly swayed around her. A huge scorching heat made the surroundings slightly hot.
"Is it a secret technique?" Garon's eyes focused. The muscles all over his body slowly tightened.
Phew …
He took a deep breath and slowly made the starting stance of the Mammoth Gate.
No matter how he looked at it, it would be a tough battle if he wanted to get the Antique of Tragedy.
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