They held their breath. Did it work? The doorway in front of them had not moved an inch.
"Is it wrong?" Kanji frowned. "The code?"
"What else could it be?" Minho groaned in frustration. "The bloody guy kept on chanting eleven fifty nine-"
Suddenly, the door moved. Kanji yelped and clung on to Minho who slapped him away.
"Is it the killer?" Kanji trembled, pointing at the door. "Is he standing there?"
"No, you moron!" Minho snapped. "It's just the door opening!"
And he was right. The door was sliding open to reveal a dark passageway. They gaped in awe at the path which lay in front of them.
"What if he's not here anymore?" Kanji reasoned. "After all, Mimi had escaped and he might have moved away from this place to a new hideout."
"But we need to be sure," Minho said. "Maybe we can find a clue to his new hideout from here. However, the passcode is still active. Someone definitely lives here. Come on."
