"What's this?" Harley picked a strip of cloth out from the edge of the door crack. It looked like it had been torn from clothing. A few words were written on it in blood, but judging by the handwriting, they had not been written by hand. It looked more like someone had dipped some sharp object in blood and written with that.
There was a huge difference between the two, because if someone wrote with a finger, the words would be very large; but if they used some pointed thing, dipped it in blood, and wrote as if with a pen, they could fit a lot of words into a very small space. The writing on this strip of cloth was exactly like that. It was clear the other party had put some thought into it.
"You haven't gone back to the past. This is just a Secret Chamber kidnapping case. I heard someone walking inside the walls. The mechanisms use modern power."
Written in English, this passage was not actually very long, but unfortunately, the piece of cloth was simply too small. Even using a sharp object dipped in blood to write, it was inevitably crammed full, and some places had blurred, making it very hard to make out.
Pamela leaned in to look, then said, "We already knew the first two points."
"Right. But not everyone is as alert as we are," Harley said. "Some people might get shocked and not even know they were shocked, let alone notice anything odd about the torches. This was probably meant as a hint for ordinary people. That just proves the person who left the cloth was very cautious, because if you misjudge the era, the consequences could be devastating."
Pamela smiled and said, "True. You walk up to the mastermind,