The room was obviously very warm, but the three of them felt shuddering.
Mr. Owl's hoarse voice sounded: "This reminds me of some past events."
The three people turned their heads and he continued: "Someone once photographed the ghost of a dead person. At first, that person could be seen in the photo. Later, when everyone learned about his death, it seemed that there was a mysterious person. The force, trying to right the wrong, erased him from the picture..."
"Correct the mistake?" Sean was a little confused.
Mr. Owl's voice was low and had a strange penetrating power: "Yes. The world does not run on the right track all the time, and it may also go wrong.
"A person who shouldn't have appeared at this time appeared. An impossible thing happened...
“A man who is dead is wandering around.
"These unreasonable things are errors that rarely occur.
"And these errors may be quietly corrected."
Sean understood what he meant, as if he had fallen into an ice cave: "You mean, when this photo was taken, the person in the photo was already dead, so that's why she disappeared from the photo?"
Mr. Owl turned his gaze to the window: "I'm just talking about an experience I had in the past. As for how your sister is now, I can't say for sure."
The three of them were silent for a while. The black tea became a little colder, but they all forgot to drink it. Daisy patted the back of Sean's hand: "This gentleman just told his story - every story has a different ending, right?"
As she said 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 impression?"
Bill looked carefully and shouted to the maid outside the door: "Call Harris over."
After a while, a man with a straight spine and some gray temples came over. Just now on the lawn outside, Sean saw him commanding a servant, who should be the butler here.
"Look, old man, did you see this girl at the banquet last week?"
Harris took the photo, took out his folding glasses from his pocket, put them on calmly, and looked at them carefully: "I don't remember seeing this lady, Mr. Bill."
Then, at Bill's request, Harris took the photo downstairs and asked the servants one by one. Still no one said they had seen Aaliyah.
"Okay." Bill sighed.
Sean felt bad - it was hard for him not to care about the story Mr. Owl had just told. It was difficult for him to accept it, and he had to consider that Aaliyah disappeared from the photo like a ghost, which was definitely not a good sign.
Holding those mysterious photos, Sean had a new idea: "Who took these photos? Ask him, maybe he will have an impression."
Daisy nodded, obviously thinking it was a good idea.
Bill said: "I have only hired one photographer, Mr. Pierce. He should have taken these photos - if you want to find him, you can go directly to this address." Bill took out a business card from the drawer and handed it over. .
Bill knew that Sean and Daisy wanted to find Pierce, so he sent them to the car without inviting them to attend the upcoming banquet.
Watching the blue and white car drive out of the iron gate, Mr. Owl, who had been standing in the shadow, walked next to Bill: "Mr. Bill, I have to remind you, it's best not to get too close to that Mr. Sean."
"Oh? Why? I quite like him."
"..." Under the owl mask, his sharp eyes blinked, "My intuition tells me that something will happen to him.
"Something that would scare even a professional explorer..."
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Daisy had other things to do, so she sent Sean to the door of Pierce Studio and left in the car.
She shook Sean's hand when they parted: "No matter what you learn, please tell me when you get back to the hotel in the evening."
Sean was deeply moved by how much she cared about Aaliyah.
The light in the photo studio was a little dim. Sean stood in the living room and shouted several times before a voice came from the room: "Here he comes!"
A man with a bald forehead and glasses walked out while wiping his hands and apologizing: "Sorry, I'm developing photos. How can I help you?"
"Are you Mr. Pierce?"
"Yes, you are?"
"My name is Sean..."
Sean took out those photos directly: "Mr. Pierce, please take a look. Were these photos taken by you?"
Pierce looked down and muttered: "This is Mr. Bill's lawn... Hmm... I have an impression...
"Yes, I took them." Mr. Pierce frowned, "I also developed them. However, these photos are a bit strange..."
Sean lowered his voice: "What's weird?"
Pierce picked up the photo, walked to the work table nearby, turned on the desk lamp and looked at it for a long time, and then made a hissing sound: "I feel like something is missing from the photo!"
Sean felt an electric current course through his body. If Pierce saw Aaliyah with his own eyes, rather than being captured by camera accidentally, then Aaliyah cannot be a ghost!
He didn't want to be pretentious anymore, so he directly took out Aaliyah's solo photo and asked, "Look, what is missing from the photo is this girl?"
Pierce looked at Sean with some confusion - what was happening now made him also confused. He took the photo that Sean handed over, just glanced at it and nodded: "Yes, I remember it!
“In these photos, I took pictures of this girl.
"She seemed a little distant that day. She kept standing far 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 disappearing: "I remember the scene at that time, it was like this, but why is the person gone?"
Pierce stared intently at the photo he took: "I still remember the man next to her..." He clicked on the tall, thin man with a mustache in a tuxedo who had not disappeared next to Aaliyah, "They They should have come together.
"That man had a special charm. I was attracted by his demeanor and chatted with him for a few words. I remembered that man's name..."
Pierce beside him suddenly stopped talking.
Sean thought he was in a daze because he was lost in memories, so he waited quietly for a while, until he realized that the pause was too long and then looked at him: "Mr. Pierce?"
But Sean was a little horrified 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 quietly, as if... as if he had become the person in the photo.
