Bab 335: Chapter 339 Agatha's Investigation

The Visitor had left, as suddenly as he had arrived.

The elderly caretaker of the graveyard was somewhat dazed. He stared in the direction where the flames had vanished, his mind still occupied with the bits of information the other party had revealed during their brief conversation, until Annie tugged at his sleeve, causing him to suddenly snap out of his reverie.

He lowered his head, noticing Annie's anxious gaze. Beyond her helplessness, there was also nervousness and confusion in her eyes.

Perhaps she had come to understand life and death, but she couldn't fully comprehend what had just occurred.

The old caretaker bent over, his aged and stiff joints slightly aching in the cold winter. He reached out to brush the snowflakes off Annie's shoulder, "Annie, don't be afraid, no harm has come."

"Caretaker Grandpa..." The girl's lips quivered as she tried to form her words, not knowing where to begin her questions, "That person just now..."