Taking advantage of the empty alley, Shade used Thaumaturgy to pick the lock. After entering the house, he first put on shoe covers and gloves, then adjusted his hat.
He then noticed that the furniture and daily necessities were all still there. Presumably, once this matter was over, the landlord and the tenants on the 2nd floor would move back in.
"I knew it. If I wanted to become a master thief, ordinary people definitely couldn't stop me."
Shade thought to himself as he climbed the stairs.
There were no issues on the 1st floor or 2nd floor. Shade did not open anyone else's doors, merely taking a lap through the corridors.
Blood Echo revealed no strange traces, but Echoes of the Past allowed Shade to hear some interesting conversations.
Within the past forty-eight hours, the tenants on the 2nd floor had returned. The voices belonged to a man and a woman, and they had been discussing the young man on the third floor.
They had merely been chatting as they went downstairs. The general meaning was that ever since the young student upstairs had moved in, strange noises had often come from above late at night. Therefore, they believed that perhaps Sal Hark's death had happened because an "evil spirit" had long been present.
Upon entering the third floor, Shade opened the locked door, but aside from the larger pieces of furniture, all traces of daily life had vanished from the room.
Unlike the windows on the 1st floor, which had been sealed shut, the windows on the third floor were merely closed. Thus, sunlight filtered through the hazy fog and into the room.
Shade's boots creaked against the somewhat damp floorboards. He stepped inside and looked around. At the woman's reminder in his head, he turned and saw