The Night Watchman's face stiffened instantly, and his gaze frantically searched the large storage room, seemingly unable to believe what was before him.
"It doesn't make sense, I've been here for eight years and nothing this absurd has ever happened..."
"So the female corpse... she really disappeared?"
Jiang Xiao's voice carried a trace of uncertainty, but the question hammered down on everyone's hearts like a heavy weight.
The curator's deeply furrowed brow deepened as he quickly walked to the center of the large storage room, his eyes scanning every corner like lightning.
On the walls of the large storage room, the iron racks used to secure bodies were empty, leaving no trace behind.
Bao Lebin was at his peak of nervousness, his hand gripping the handle of the lantern tightly, the light flickering as his hands trembled, casting erratic shadows in the vast storage space.
"Could it have been the Cleaner? Has he really become something invisible to us?"
