Chapter 628

"Okay!" Robbie clapped his hands and said happily.

On the first floor, in the living room.

Geralt held an instrument resembling a compass. Inside was a double-pointed needle, white on one end and red on the other.

"Under normal circumstances, humans can't see ghosts with the naked eye unless the ghost willingly reveals itself. This thing in my hand is called a Ghost-Finding Needle. It reacts to the energy of spiritual entities."

"Hmph, you're putting on quite a convincing act."

Robert had been right this time. The Ghost-Finding Needle was just a prop. Geralt, who possessed Spirit Sight, had no need for such a thing; he had only taken it out to bluff them.

Geralt smiled and started from the hall, walking through every corner of the first floor without even overlooking the storage room.

The Ghost-Finding Needle remained as steady as an old dog, completely motionless.

There were five rooms on the second floor: the master bedroom, a children's room, a study, and two bathrooms.

Melinda and her son were in the master bedroom, so Geralt decided to start with the children's room next door.

He opened the door.

A bone-chilling cold rushed toward them.

Robert shuddered.

The Ghost-Finding Needle, which had been as steady as a mountain, swayed slightly.

Robert's expression darkened, but he stubbornly said, "Maybe someone forgot to turn off the air conditioning earlier."

Geralt ignored him. "The movement is too slight. It means it was here, but it isn't here now."

As he spoke, he headed for the study.

The study was somewhat messy, but the previously restless Ghost-Finding Needle suddenly became still.

Only the master bedroom and the attic remained.

The entrance to the attic was in the ceiling of the hallway. There was a pull ring above; when it was pulled down, the