Chapter 2 Introduction one

Kiltrowski dug his shovel into the ground, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said to his wife, "From today onwards, this is our forever home." Three teenage sons and a five-year-old daughter happily ran around in this spacious and spacious dairy farm. The family moved back to their hometown in Russia from a small apartment in Europe. During this period, they experienced a long period of psychological struggle. But now it seems that everything is worth it. The severe winter in Siberia has passed. Although the grass on the ground is very barren, but with a little effort, it is enough to feed 300 dairy cows. In the coming year, life will definitely get better.Kiltrowski was tired of living in poverty in Europe, where he had no job, his family was on handouts, and no one looked down on him and their children.

Back in my hometown, as long as I work hard, I can live a life that is a hundred times better than before, a thousand times better. "Honey, take a break." His wife, Rova, came over and brought him a cup of coffee. "Don't worry, I'll try again to see if I can fix that tractor." Kiltrowski smiled, "I checked the cowshed just now, and the damage is not serious. It is estimated that a little wood replacement and roof repair will allow the cows to survive the winter smoothly." The winter in Siberia is several times colder than in Europe. Fortunately, natural gas is cheap here, and wood can be found everywhere, so heating should not be a problem.

"Do not be too tired." Luo Wa smiled and shook her head. She is forty years old, but because of her hard life, her face looks at least ten years older than her peers. "Following me for so many years has really made you suffer a lot." Kiltrowski sighed and touched his wife's face. "It's not bitter, aren't we starting again? I believe you will give me and my children a better life, right?" Luowa covered her husband's with her hands, her heart was warm and at ease. "Well, I swear!" Kiltrowski nodded vigorously. "By the way, isn't there a basement in our new house?" Luo Wa suddenly remembered something and asked.

"There is indeed one, what's wrong? Is there a problem?" Kiltrowski thought for a while.The new home is a small two-story building in the ranch. It was built not too long ago, only about thirty years ago. Luowa has decorated it very warmly in recent days. "There is no problem, it just feels a little strange." Luo Wa seemed to be thinking of words, "The basement is empty, there is nothing." "Maybe the previous owner of the ranch moved things away." The male master picked up the shovel, ready to inspect his territory again. "But."

The hostess still felt something was wrong, "But this ranch has not been lived in for many years. We were placed here by the government, which means that the previous owner sold the house to the state." "According to reason, it should be so." The husband is a little confused about what the wife wants to express. "However, in that house that no one has lived in for at least ten or twenty years, the basement is actually clean and spotless. , full of dust." Luo Wa finally expressed her doubts. "Well, it's really strange. You don't think this house is a haunted house, do you?" the host joked.

"Kiltroski, I'm serious." The mistress glared at him reproachfully. "Okay, okay, I'll go to the basement to have a look after I finish my work. To be honest, the place is quite big, with some wooden floors, it just happens to be used as my studio." He walked away grinning. That night, Kiltrowski finished his day's work and went into the basement at the urging of his wife.He looked at his watch, eight twenty-five. Didn't even install lights?Helpless, he had no choice but to use a flashlight as a light source.The basement is about 30 square meters and is square.

The ground was indeed very clean, the walls on all four sides were poured with cement, and there was no trace of wooden floors.He went around the basement for a closer look, and it occurred to him that it wasn't exactly clean. Clean areas accounted for the vast majority, but if you look carefully, you can still see that a small area around the basement walls is dirty and dusty, as if it hasn't been cleaned for decades. And the strange thing is that the dust that has accumulated for many years is a few centimeters high, but the dividing point between the place with dust and the place without dust is very abrupt. I illuminated it with a flashlight and carefully distinguished it. Kiltros Ji felt an indescribable strangeness.

It's as if someone cleaned the place, the dust was cut in half like a knife cut tofu, the incision is smooth, and the sense of hierarchy is clear. Who is cleaning this basement?Why is it such a hassle to even clean it?And such a neat cleaning method, without professional equipment, there is no way to get it out!But it has been more than two weeks since their family moved into this house. No one has ever approached the house, and no neighbor has visited the door. Siberia is sparsely populated, and the nearest neighbor is tens of kilometers away from the ranch. Forget it, no matter so much, in short, there is a shotgun at home, and safety can be guaranteed.If you see a strange person approaching, warn him first, let him know that this ranch already has an owner, and he is not easy to mess with, and he must not be allowed to mess around.

He cleaned the basement and brought in some planks from outside the house, planning to lay the floor on the basement the next day.Then forget about it. Time passed quickly, like the Siberian night wind, every day was very busy.Five days passed like this, at eleven o'clock on Thursday night, when Kiltrowski was still repairing the interior of the cowshed, Lova suddenly rushed over and asked, "Honey, did you see Bielshka and Fotto Is Ryak gone?" Bershka was his eldest son, who was fifteen years old; Futoryak was the second son, who was thirteen years old. "No, what happened to them?" Kiltrowski asked disapprovingly without stopping what he was doing.

"They're missing." The wife is very anxious. "Missing?" His hand paused, "When I came out after dinner, weren't they playing hide-and-seek?" "Well, but just now when I went to put them to bed, I couldn't find anyone. " The wife scratched her hair vigorously, "What to do, why did they disappear!" "It should be nearby, the ranch is huge, maybe they are hiding somewhere." Kiltrowski reassured. "How is it possible! You know their personalities, and they will never play pranks." The husband frowned, and put down the hammer in his hand, "Let me look for it with you."

As a result, they searched the entire ranch, but they couldn't find their two sons.The truck used for transportation was parked in the garage, and the fence on the ranch was tightly closed, with no sign of being opened, but their son just disappeared, and even seemed to disappear into the air. Kiltrowski and his wife called the police, and the police searched the ranch within a radius of 15 kilometers, and sent criminal investigators to sort out the clues. The final conclusion was that Bierschka and Futoryak had never left the pasture!They should still be somewhere in the ranch, maybe because of some accident, they couldn't make a sound for help, and couldn't escape. The police asked the couple to look for all corners of the ranch, and then left, leaving the Kiltroskis in pain and crying. Who knew that what was supposed to be a happy life would turn into a sad ending. As the sun set, the two couples and the remaining pair of children sat silently on the sofa in the living room, and no one touched the dinner on the table.The clock gently pointed to ten o'clock in the evening, and it had been more than fifty hours since the eldest son and second son disappeared. Kiltrowski seemed to remember something, he jumped up as if his ass was on fire, "Basement!" These three words popped out of his mouth. The haggard wife raised her head slightly, showing her eyes swollen from crying, "We and the police have searched the place several times, but there is nothing inside." "But I always feel that there is a problem." He stubbornly walked around in the living room, "Where is the problem? I always feel that it has something to do with the disappearance of my son!" He couldn't figure out why, and the more he thought about it, the more restless he became, so he just took a flashlight and walked inside. "I'm going to look in the basement." The wife bowed her head and did not respond. Kiltrowski opened the door of the basement and walked in. He searched the space of only more than 30 square meters again, but it was obvious that nothing was found. It was clear at a glance that the basement was empty, because I had just cleaned it a week ago, and even the dust in the corners was gone. Sure enough, I must have been so confused by the pain that I thought this place was related to the disappearance of my two sons.This is just an ordinary basement, how could there be any problems?He was about to go out, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.Kiltrowski turned his head and looked at the basement again, horror suddenly appearing on his face. wrong!Something was wrong, how could this basement be empty?Obviously, a week ago, I put in a lot of wooden boards, but none of those wooden boards remained, and all of them disappeared. It was as if his son had disappeared. Kiltrowski felt cold all over, he walked down the stairs step by step, and came to the center of the basement again.Without warning, there seemed to be a faint light not far in front of him, and that light became brighter and brighter, and he subconsciously covered his eyes. Kiltrowski did not come out of the basement that night.He too was missing, as if evaporated into thin air. The next night, his wife and the remaining son and daughter did not show up at the ranch either. Corruption in Russia breeds amnesia among police officers who have completely forgotten that a Kiltrowski family once reported to them for help, and they didn't bother to track it down. Siberia is sparsely populated, and the disappearance of the Kiltrowski family did not cause any waves, and no one even noticed where the six went. And the basement was still empty and spotless.Ordinary to the point of being ordinary...