With these chairs, Lao Mao seems to have figured out the clues. None of us will doubt Lao Mao's judgment, this guy is very thief.
"Look at these chairs. This room faces the sun. If these chairs had been placed here for twenty years, they would have been faded by the sun, but they didn't. They all look brand new, which means they came here."
It must not have been here more than twenty years." Old Cat said: "However, there are wear marks on them, which means that these chairs have been sat on many times. What does this mean? That's it.
The chairs were only placed here in the past twenty years, and they have been frequently sat on since they were placed here... The wear marks are very similar, indicating that they are used with the same frequency, that is, at least five people often appear here.
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What Lao Mao said was clear and logical, and we were all convinced.
Dahuang looked at the room and shook his head: "There is clearly a no-entry sign posted here, but there are so many people here secretly... How strange..."
Xiaofeng also nodded: "It's indeed strange. Let's go find Grandpa's office first."
With that said, Xiaofeng took us to the second room next to us. However, after we entered, the situation inside surprised us.
The room was empty, with nothing inside except a picture of Eight Horses hanging on the wall.
This picture of eight horses is a very common painting, and this one is just a very ordinary fake, without any details worthy of attention.
The old cat looked at it for a moment, pointed at the painting and said: "This picture of eight horses has been here for a long time. You see, even the color has almost faded."
The old cat was right. The white horse in the painting turned into a yellow horse, and the black horse turned into a brown horse. It has indeed gone through a lot of wind and sun.
My focus was on Xiao Feng. Looking at this room, I quickly asked: "Xiao Feng, is this your grandfather's office?"
Xiaofeng looked at it and shook his head slightly: "No, but it's close. The next office may be my grandfather's office."
Since there was nothing in this room except a faded picture of the Eight Horses, we simply left and walked directly to the next office.
However, when we walked into this office, the four of us were stunned. We were all dumbfounded.
Because the door of this office is different from the doors of other rooms. Although the doors of the other rooms are also very old in decoration, they all have dark brown solid wood door frames and gold-colored metal spray-painted door handles, which at least look decent.
Unfortunately, this door does not have a wall-covered door frame at all. The iron door is painted with green paint. The outer circle of paint has peeled off, revealing the scarlet rust iron door frame. The door handle is also a silver low-end round metal head with a sticker on it.
With a yellowed seal.
The seal read in capital letters: January 1996.
It seems that this place has been sealed for a long time. If this seal was really sealed in January 1996, it would have been at least nineteen years and eleven months by now.
"It's here, it's here!" Xiao Feng suddenly whispered excitedly: "I still remember this door, I still remember this green iron door, it can make a clanging sound when kicked!"
Unexpectedly, Xiaofeng was also a playful and noisy little girl when she was a child, and she actually had a bad habit of kicking doors.
But seeing that this room has been sealed for so long, I wonder what secrets are inside?
From 1996 to now, it has been such a long time, I don’t know what it has become like inside, and how much dust has fallen inside.
However, at this time, the old cat suddenly reached out and touched the seal, and said doubtfully: "No, this seal has been tampered with."
"Huh?" We heard this and hurriedly came over.
The old cat touched the seal and gently peeled it off, and the lower end that was close to the wall was peeled off at once.
At this time I discovered that the lower end of the seal was strange.
There is a trace of dried glue on the seal, but there is something like black dust in the dried trace of glue.
Moreover, after the glue dries, the solid layer is obviously divided into several layers, with different colors and shapes.
"Did you see it? There is actually some dust sealed in these glues, and they are layered, which means that this seal has been glued more than once. To put it more clearly, this seal has been glued several times
On this door." The old cat said in a deep voice.
"What you mean is that this seal was first sealed in 1996. However, between 1996 and now, other people have entered, and they have sneaked in and removed the seal again.
Is it stuck to the door?" Dahuang asked.
The old cat nodded: "Yes, that's why the seal has been layered several times, and that's why there's dust on the seal."
Xiaofeng was a little discouraged after hearing this: "Then, could the important evidence in grandpa's office have been taken away in advance by someone with ulterior motives?"
The old cat shook his head helplessly: "It's very possible, but we should go take a look anyway."
With that said, Xiaofeng and I got into the room first. Although we entered through the door, the evil spirit brought a sinister wind with it.
Sometimes a room is very well sealed, and the doors and windows are closed tightly, but some people feel that there is wind blowing. This is not an illusion, but a bad ghost coming through the door or wall.
So now when I enter this sealed room, it also has the same effect.
As soon as I entered the door, a smell of dust hit my face. Because of the cold wind I brought, the airflow in the room began to flow.
However, I was shocked when I entered the door. Directly opposite the door was a huge bookshelf!
The bookshelf is supposed to be placed against the wall, but the bookshelf in front of me is placed sideways and directly in the aisle. To exaggerate, this bookshelf almost acts as a screen.
However, such a bookshelf makes the whole room look eerie.
A moment later, Xiao Feng also came in. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the bookshelf, and then said with a smile: "This is it! This is grandpa's room!"
I asked in confusion: "Have the bookshelves in your grandpa's room always been arranged like this? Doesn't it seem too strange?"
Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Grandpa seems to have a very strong sense of privacy. He always felt that it was unreasonable to be able to see his desk as soon as he entered the door, so he simply put the bookshelf up as a screen. He also said that this was also appropriate.
B."
It dawned on me, I nodded, and Xiaofeng and I walked towards the room.
However, when I looked down, I found a thin layer of dust on the ground. Maybe many people must have come in over the years, but no one has come recently, because the dust on the ground said it all.
Turning from the bookshelf, there is a sofa with two chairs pushed together. In front of the chairs is a small round coffee table.
On the small coffee table is a square tea box with a red-crowned crane painted on it, which was a very common decorative painting in that era.
I reached out and opened the lid of the tea box, and found that there were already dry and blackened tea leaves inside...
It seems that the layout and structure of this place have not changed since Xiaofeng's grandfather disappeared.
Under the coffee table is a tea set, but it has also been stained with the traces of time.
Then there is an old desk, made of dark brown solid wood, with a very old-fashioned design and drawers everywhere, which is very inconvenient.
There is a chair inserted under the desk, which is also old-fashioned.
Behind the chair are tightly closed windows, paired with plain white curtains, with small red letters embroidered on the ends of the curtains: Serving the People.
Everything is very old-fashioned. Entering this room, I seemed to have traveled back to 1995 in an instant.
There are a lot of things on the desk, the most eye-catching thing is a huge radio, and next to the radio is a silver alarm clock.
When I was lingering on these things, Xiaofeng suddenly hugged a photo frame and sobbed softly.
I looked down and saw two people in the photo frame.
Grandpa and granddaughter.
Needless to say, I know the identities of these two people.
Xiaofeng had big eyes and was very cute when he was little, and Mr. Liang Xuexiu was also a very handsome middle-aged man in the photo.
The photo was in color, and color photography technology was already available at that time, but because it had been placed on the desk all the time, the photo had begun to fade.
Looking at Xiaofeng who was crying, I gently patted Xiaofeng's shoulder and whispered comfort...