There were several pieces of letterhead, and Richard flipped through them, and found that most of them were about the situation of "Wood Island", including language, customs, and security, and it was obvious that Heidi had put a lot of thought into it.

Richard quickly scanned the contents, had a general understanding of the so-called wooden island, flipped to the back of the letter, and found that these were some of Heidi's more personal words, related to her relatives, reading and reading, and his eyebrows slowly erected.

In the letter, Heidi said that she didn't know why, but she always felt that something was wrong with her relatives, but she couldn't say anything was wrong.

“...... I got here, and it didn't take much effort for me to meet Aunt Mary. Although she did not seem very enthusiastic about my arrival, she was not cold either—not only did she arrange a large room for me in her castle, but she also had an old servant take care of me.

It's just that...... The longer I stayed here, the more uncomfortable I felt: the castle was huge, but there were not many people at all, not even Aunt Mary. The old servant who took care of me did not have very good ears, and sometimes when I called him, he could not hear him, and it made me feel as if I was alone in a huge castle.

Moreover, the food and water I eat and drink every day always have a vague taste, and it seems that there is no such thing as if I have tasted it carefully. Maybe I'm too sensitive, but ...... I'm really not used to it.

Lately, I have often woken up in the middle of the night, and then I heard a lot of footsteps walking around the castle, and there was a constant conversation, as if Aunt Mary had held a banquet and invited many people to come. And when I wanted to take a look, I found that my body couldn't move at all, as if it was petrified on the bed.

It wasn't until dawn that the sounds were gone, the people were gone, and my 'petrified' state returned. I got up and asked Aunt Mary if anyone really came during the night, but Aunt Mary denied it. I asked why I couldn't move when I woke up, and she told me that it was probably because I wasn't awake at all, just having nightmares. When I get used to it, it will be fine.

Is that really the case, is it really a nightmare, is it really because I've been here for too short to be used to it? I'm a little scared, Mr. Richard, if only you could come. But I don't know if you will receive this letter, and I don't know if you will come to ...... after you receive it."

Richard looked at the letter, his eyes twinkling.

......

Meanwhile.

A somewhat eerie castle in the distance.

"Da, da, da......"

Footsteps sounded, and a rickety old man who looked to be seventy or eighty years old and looked like a skeleton appeared. He walked the green moss-covered steps slowly to the upper floor of the castle and walked to a room.

In his hand he was holding a tray with two plates and a wooden cup. The plate was filled with burnt food of unknown material, and the cup was filled with a strange burgundy liquid.

"Da, da, da......"

The old man walked to the room, paused slightly, and then reached out and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock, Miss Heidi, your dinner is here. The old man's voice was hoarse, like rough stones rubbing against each other, and it sounded a little oozing.

As the old man spoke, the contents of the tray changed rapidly, the burnt food turned into slices of bread, meat steaks, and the burgundy strange liquid turned into clear water.

"Squeak", with a sound, the door opened, Heidi came out, glanced at the things in the old man's hand, quickly took it, and said very politely, "Eugene, thank you for your hard work." "The old man's name is Eugene.

"That's what I'm supposed to do, Miss Heidi. The old man responded, staring into Heidi's eyes and exclaiming, "Have a nice meal, and I'll be back to clean up the dishes later." ”

"Okay—" Heidi replied in a weak voice, bringing the tray into the room, taking a sip of the water from the cup, frowning, and muttering quietly, "It still seems to smell strange......"

"That, Eugene!" Heidi turned to stop the old man who hadn't had time to leave.

"Do you have any orders, Miss Heidi?" asked the old man, turning slowly and looking at Heidi.

Seeing the old man's eyes, Heidi subconsciously avoided it, didn't want to look at each other, picked up the glass of water and whispered, "That, Eugene, can you change me for something else?"

"Miss Heidi, what would you like to drink?" the old man did not refuse, but asked in a very good manner.

"That...... Is there tea? The most common kind is fine......"

"Nope. The old man gave a negative answer.

"What's the ...... then" Heidi didn't want to give up.

"There's ale, vermouth, brandy, agave. The old man replied with a straight look, "Miss Heidi, which one do you want to drink?"

"This ......," Heidi's expression was a little bitter, "is it all wine, and nothing else?"

"Nope. ”

"Alright then, I'm not going to change it. ”

"Okay, I'll leave ...... first"

"Eugene, wait a minute, I want to ask you, where has Aunt Mary been in the last few days?" Heidi asked out loud in a sudden thought.

The old man's expression did not change, and he looked at Heidi and said, "Are you asking Lady Mary, she has been in the castle all along." ”

"Then why haven't I seen her for days?" Heidi was puzzled.

"Maybe Madame has something to do. ”

"That'...... That...... Can I meet her, I want to talk to him, I want to ask her if I can get out of the castle and go around recently. ”

The old servant raised his head, frowned slightly and glanced at Heidi, and said slowly, "Miss Heidi, I will convey your request to Lady Mary." But as for ...... The idea of leaving the castle, I don't recommend it. ”

"For ...... Why?"

"For lately it has not been very safe outside, and according to Lady Mary, you had better stay in the castle - all for your own good. ”

"But for how long?"

"It's hard to say. ”

"Well, well, thank you, Eugene. ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do, Miss Heidi, you're welcome. "By the way, if you don't have anything else to do, I'll leave." ”

"Goodbye. ”

"Goodbye, Miss Heidi. The old servant turned slowly, walked down the stairs, and disappeared from Heidi's sight.

Heidi closed the door and walked back to her room, frowning deeply, feeling that something seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

"Meow!"

With a cat meow, Mickey, the black cat brought by Heidi, came out of the corner and jumped into Heidi's arms with two quick steps.

Heidi touched her soft hair, her body relaxed slightly, and the next moment there was a trace of doubt in her heart: every time the old servant Eugene appeared, Mickey would always hide, not knowing why. Could it be that Mickey was afraid of Eugene? But how could it be, Mickey was the bravest cat she'd ever had......

But not for this reason, and why?

Heidi didn't want to think about it a little......

Looking through the window and outside, Heidi saw that it was already late at night. Although she stayed in the room of the castle, she also felt a little cold, and subconsciously shivered.

At this moment, Heidi suddenly felt that she was really a little scared—inexplicably scared.