The room was obviously very warm, but the three of them felt shivering.

Mr. Owl's hoarse voice sounded: "This reminds me of some past events."

The three turned their heads, and he continued: "Someone once photographed the ghost of a deceased person. At the beginning, the person could be seen in the photo. Later, when everyone learned of his death, there seemed to be a mysterious Power, to right the wrong, erased him from the picture..."

"Correct mistakes?" Sean was a little puzzled.

Mr. Owl's voice was low and peculiarly penetrating: "Yes. The operation of this world is not always on the right track, and it may also go wrong.

"A person who shouldn't have appeared at this time has appeared. An impossible thing has happened...

"A dead man is wandering around.

"These unreasonable things are errors that rarely occur.

"And these errors may be quietly corrected."

Sean understood what he meant, like falling into an ice cave: "You mean, when this photo was taken, the person in the photo was already dead, so she disappeared from the photo?"

Mr. Owl turned his eyes to the window: "I'm just talking about a past experience of mine. As for how your sister is now, I can't say for sure."

The three were silent for a while, the black tea became a little colder, but they all forgot to drink it. Daisy patted Sean on the back of the hand: "This gentleman is just telling his story - every story ends differently, right?"

Saying that, she took out a photo of Aaliyah from her handbag and handed it to Bill: "Bill, look at Aaliyah's photo and see if you saw her that day? Do you have any impressions?"

Bill took a closer look and called to the maid outside the door, "Call Harris here."

After a while, a man with a straight spine and some gray temples came over. On the lawn outside just now, Sean saw him directing the servant, who should be the housekeeper here.

"Look, old man, have you seen this girl at the banquet last week?"

Harris took the photo, took out his folding glasses from his pocket, put them on calmly, and took a closer look: "I don't remember seeing this lady, Mr. Bill."

Then, at Bill's request, Harris took the photos and went downstairs and asked the servants one by one, but still no one said that he had seen Arya.

"Okay." Bill sighed.

Sean feels bad - it's hard for him not to pay attention to the story Mr. Owl just told. It was hard for him to accept it, and he had to think about it. Arya disappearing from the photo like a ghost is definitely not a good sign.

Holding those mysterious photos, Sean had a new idea: "Who took these photos? Go ask him, maybe he will have an impression."

Daisy nodded, apparently thinking it was a good idea.

Bill said, "I've only hired one photographer, Mr. Pierce, and he should have taken these pictures - if you want to find him, you can go directly to this address." Bill dug out a business card from a drawer and handed it over. .

Bill knew that Sean and Daisy wanted to find Pierce, so he didn't keep them for the upcoming banquet and sent them to the car.

Watching the blue and white car open the iron gate, Mr. Owl, who had been standing in the shadows, walked to Bill's side: "Mr. Bill, I have to remind you that it's best not to get too close to that Mr. Sean."

"Oh? Why? I like him quite a bit."

"..." Beneath the owl mask, his sharp eyes blinked, "Intuition tells me that something will happen to him.

"Some things that make professional explorers also fear..."

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Daisy had other things to do. She sent Sean to the entrance of Pierce Studio and left in the car.

When parting, she shook Sean's hand: "No matter what you learn, please tell me when you come back to the hotel at night."

Sean was moved by how she cared about Aaliyah so much.

The light in the studio was a little dim. Sean stood in the living room and shouted several times before a voice came from the room: "Come on!"

A man with a bald forehead and glasses walked out while wiping his hands and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm developing photos. How can I help you?"

"Are you Mr. Pierce?"

"Yes, are you?"

"My name is Sean..."

Sean took out the photos directly: "Mr. Pierce, please take a look, did you take these photos?"

Pierce looked down and muttered, "This is Mr. Bill's lawn... um... I have the impression...

"Yes, I took it." Mr. Pierce frowned, "I also washed it. However, these photos are a bit strange..."

Sean lowered his voice: "What's so strange?"

Pierce picked up the photo, walked to the side of the workbench, turned on the lamp and looked at it for a long time, and then made a "hiss": "I feel like something is missing from the photo!"

Sean felt a rush of electricity running through his body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If Pierce saw Aaliyah with his own eyes, not by accident, then Aaliyah couldn't be a ghost!

He didn't want to sell any more, he took out Aaliyah's single photo and asked, "Look, what's missing in the photo, is it this girl?"

Pierce looked at Sean's words a little bewildered - what happened now puzzled him too. He took the photo from Sean, just glanced at it and nodded: "Yes, I remember it!

"These photos are taken by this girl.

"She seemed a little alienated that day. She kept standing away from the crowd and didn't talk to anyone. I thought she was pretty and could take good photos, so..."

Pierce picked up the photos of Aaliyah's disappearance: "I remember the framing at that time, it was like this, but why are people gone?"

Pierce stared intently at the photo he took: "I still remember this man next to her..." He nodded beside Aaliyah, the tall, thin, mustache man in a tuxedo who hadn't disappeared, "They Should have come together.

"That man has a special charm. I was attracted by his manner and even chatted with him a few times. I remember that man's name..."

Pierce, who was beside him, suddenly stopped talking.

Sean thought he was in a daze because he was caught in the memory, so he waited quietly for a while, until he found that the pause was too long before looking at him: "Mr. Pierce?"

But Sean was a little terrified to find that Pierce not only lost his voice and movements, but also stopped the ups and downs of his breathing.

He just stared at the photo so quietly, as if... as if he had become the person in the photo.

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