Tailor Shop

"Everyone, stay together and don't fall behind!"

"We've arrived at Nanshui Town's oldest street, Baibao Street. It preserves the old-fashioned architecture in its original state, and it's also the main venue for the Snow Festival."

The tour flag swayed as Gao Yiling led all the gathered deducers toward the western district, a tour guide's megaphone strapped to her.

Once she got down to her actual job, Gao Yiling showed a measure of professionalism. She spoke clearly and cheerfully as she described the sights. No matter what was happening at home, she didn't let her negative emotions spill over into her work.

Yu Xing and his group walked near the back of the crowd. He was splitting his attention three ways: listening to the guide, observing Baibao Street, and hearing Yan Li recount what had happened to him at Fang Mansion.

Unlike Yu Xing's experience at the hospital, many deducers had gone to Fang Mansion. There was little point in Yan Li keeping his discoveries to himself; sooner or later, the information would spread through the others.

Yan Li briefly summed up the fact that Fang Mansion had no people in it, only ghosts, then concluded, "Fang Mansion is extremely dangerous. Most importantly, the area inside seems to suppress us severely. We can't fight it head-on."

He had managed to find a rift while racing against time, but it had taken a lot out of him. His face had still been pale when he teleported back from town, yet after resting for only a short while, he had already recovered most of his strength.

Yan Li's composed mask had settled back into place. Frowning slightly, he said, "I have a theory. Maybe Fang Mansion is so strange, and can suppress even someone at my level, because none of us entered through