Chapter 196 - 142 Small Town, Creating Mythology_2
"It must be our Black friend who occasionally finds time to come back here, didn’t you see the window leaks and the yard is overgrown with moss? How could anyone live in this haunted place."
Allen Zhang looked at the house resembling a haunted house, with last century’s cabin decor style, the kind that nobody would want even if offered for free. Coming here at night to film a horror movie would definitely set the perfect atmosphere, and it’s hard to imagine anyone living here.
He asked Sieg to keep watch outside while Allen Zhang approached the worn-out cabin’s door, knocking on it, but as expected, there was no response.
So, he simply climbed through the window and entered.
As soon as he stepped inside, the wooden floor under his feet made a miserable creaking sound and directly cracked.
Allen Zhang looked at the interior decorations and fixtures; the ceiling was about to collapse, and the walls were covered with moss, giving an air-conditioned cold vibe. You wouldn’t think it was a horror-themed cabin if you didn’t say anything.
He didn’t dare delve deeper, but after carefully searching around, prying open the floorboards, he found a USB drive and a notebook wrapped in a plastic bag.
Allen Zhang opened the notebook, saw the detailed dates written along with project listings, definitely the kind that could lead to a death sentence, wondering if those gang black kids would ever think of coming here to search.
As for the salacious deal footage in the USB, Allen Zhang decided to pocket it and watch it later slowly.
Just as he was about to leave the place, Sieg’s voice came from outside, "Hey! hello there! Is this dog yours? Look at it! It looks really mighty!"