Chapter 493: The Stolen Room

With countless questions and conjectures in his heart, Duncan carefully secured the brass key close to his person, and Alice waited obediently by his side, her eyes shifting eagerly, like a child anticipating a secret.

"Do you feel any different now?" Duncan asked, gazing into Alice's eyes.

"Any different?" Alice tilted her head, touching her back with her hand, and after a moment shook her head, "Just now, I felt a tickle where the keyhole is, but it's gone now."

Duncan frowned upon hearing this: "...That's it? Just that?"

"That's it," Alice replied earnestly, then with a curious look, she added, "Should there be something else? You look so serious... Have you figured out the thing with the key?"