This was still Alex's excessive trust in Angel, not considering the consequences for himself.

What would happen when Angel gathered forty-four souls?

From Alex's account, it should be the appearance of a wizard. So, logically speaking, the wizard should be the final boss.

Things have become clearer. Yu Xing believed that as long as the three deductionists went to the attic and came back alive, they would be able to end the investigation and complete the deduction.

The ultimate power of this deduction game lies in Angel.

Having figured this out, Yu Xing confirmed the action plan - the two exorcists should bring their "equipment" and go to the attic with him!

Alex became nervous: "My sister is a good person. Everything she did was forced. Please don't hurt her. You are exorcists, right? You just need... you just need to use your power to break the curse of this villa and let us leave!"

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread.com".

York adjusted his bangs and made a reassuring promise: "Don't worry, we won't harm Angel. If possible, we can even help you eliminate the wizard."

Alex looked at him skeptically.

York continued, "Of course, it comes with a fee."

Now Alex felt relieved.

After feeling relieved, he became excited. He had been thinking about it for so long, and he and Angel finally had a chance to escape from this nightmare. He couldn't help but relax his brows and turned around, saying, "Then let's go now!"

He turned around too early, so he missed the moment when York's face revealed an undisguised dark expression after he tidied his bangs.

Not harm Angel? What a dream.

Regardless of whether she was forced or not, she had already directly or indirectly killed forty people.

Such behavior... cannot be forgiven.

He was good at comforting mentally ill patients, but that didn't mean he would do it.

Ha, he was not a trustworthy person.

Martha shivered and silently distanced herself from this man whose appearance and true character were completely mismatched.

Yu Xing chuckled lightly, got up from the table, and said to them, "Prepare the exorcism tools, like... the cross and holy water, where are they?"

"They are in Martha's room." York lazily got up from his seat. "By the way, the holy water is just ordinary tap water, used to make up the numbers."

Yu Xing: "Oh~"

Immediately, the three of them, along with Alex, went downstairs to get the things called exorcism tools, which were actually sacrifices, and then came to the second floor.

The stairs leading to the attic were on the ceiling of the second floor. There was a pull ring hanging from the ceiling, which needed to be hooked down with a crowbar or similar tool to pull down the folding stairs.

This design did not match the overall style of the villa at all. It was like a TV tower mixed into an ancient Egyptian pyramid, very abrupt, giving a sense of temporal dislocation.

"The attic was built later." Alex saw the confusion on their faces and explained.

He took a deep breath and opened the stairs with a crowbar that was always ready in the corner of the wall. "My sister's condition has been very bad recently. She refuses to communicate and even disappeared from my sight. We can only go up directly."

The stairs slowly unfolded, and Alex threw away the crowbar. "There are dolls upstairs. I dare not go in first. In fact, I haven't been up there for a long time. You guys are more capable, so how about you go first?"

Martha couldn't help but say, "You believe that your sister won't kill you, right? What are you afraid of?"

She saw the despair on Alex's face and swallowed her habitual words, changing them to something gentler.

Ah, he said that his closest sister couldn't possibly kill him, but deep down, Alex, who knew the genetic inheritance of the family, how could he not worry?

Martha, the motherly Lolita, thought to herself, he just doesn't want to believe that his sister has become a monster. Well, after all, he is just a newly adult child.

If Yu Xing knew what she was thinking, he would definitely give a thumbs up to the Luo Family and congratulate them on successfully raising such a foolish junior.

How could someone raised in the environment of deductionists be so cute and foolish?

"Okay, then I'll go up first." York's tone was lazy. From the perspective of his role, he had to take the lead at this moment.

As a detective, Yu Xing had no self-defense ability and couldn't be the first to go up without knowing the situation in the attic.

And Martha?

She couldn't rely on the cowardly Lolita.

So, York climbed up the stairs.

Yu Xing reminded, "When the dolls haven't targeted anyone specific, they should be afraid of being watched. If you see a doll as soon as you show your head, remember to keep your eyes on it."

Soon, York's voice came through the wall, "It's safe, come up."

At this moment, Yu Xing felt familiar with his voice again.

Martha went up next, followed by Yu Xing, and Alex was the last one.

After Yu Xing went up to the attic, he realized that it was not small at all. The area they came up to was relatively crowded, with piles of old items.

Behind the items, there was a door leading to another area.

"Where does Angel live?" Yu Xing directly asked Alex.

Without hesitation, Alex pointed to the left. "The right side is where we store things. The left side is relatively empty. After my sister came up, she moved a mat to sleep on, and I helped her move a small table to make dolls."

So the four of them walked towards the door on the left.

York pushed open the door, and behind it was a completely different world.

Rows of dolls were arranged in an unknown order. In the middle of them sat a blond woman in a long dress.

The woman had delicate features and a calm temperament. She stared blankly at the unfinished doll in her hand, skillfully perfecting it.

It was indeed Angel, whom Yu Xing had seen in the photos. However, at this moment, Angel was not sitting here by herself. She was tied with long white silk on her neck, arms, and waist.

One end of the white silk was on Angel, and the other end extended into the small, strange magic circles painted on the wall.

After they arrived, Angel did not stop making dolls. Instead, the door "boomed" shut.

Alex panicked, "The door is closed and can't be opened!"Martha tensed up: she quickly tried to open the door, but as expected, it was a failure. The door seemed to be sealed shut by some mysterious force.

Before she could suppress her fear and comfort Alex, she saw York chuckling. Yu Xing also had a smirk on his face as he said to Alex, "Why bother? The door, didn't you lock it yourself?"

Alex was taken aback.

Hearing the commotion, Angel finally looked over. The white silk satin fluttered twice in the air with her slight movement, making it seem like she wasn't voluntarily living in the attic, but rather, she was imprisoned here.

Unlike most people in Orléans, including Mrs. Brown and Susan, her beautiful eyes were as deep blue as the ocean, with a suffocating whirlpool within.

She glanced at the three strangers, then turned her gaze to Alex, her tone numb and elusive, "Are they the last three, wizard?"