Chapter 295 Master of Deduction_1

The snowstorm intensified, the salt-grain sized snowflakes striking against bodies and falling to the ground, making a rustling sound as if insects were gnawing at the world.

In the border-lying solitary village, no birds, no insects, the warm smoke from cooking stoves had dissipated long ago.

If there were any human voices, it would be the deranged specters wandering, whispering, or weeping.

"I think I heard something too!"

Kim Myungjin listened intently.

Kim Jinsoo wanted to speak, but Quan Sangin raised a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet.

"Haunted?"

Zhao Decheng, scared, huddled closer to Lin Baici.

Clang!

The sound of chains clanking arose, faint, but this time, several people heard it.

"Over there!"

Quan Sangin pointed west and immediately ran over.

He couldn't always be outdone by that Nine States man; this time, he had to show off his ability and prove himself. Otherwise, it was hard even to lead the team.