Wu Xie measured the dimensions of all the rooms and recorded them in a notebook before he came to a conclusion.
There is something wrong with the interior design of this house.
After all, he was a top student studying architecture. After recording the data, he started writing and drawing in his notebook, and he completed the real architectural drawings in a short time.
After all, calculations showed that the entrance to the basement should be on the third floor.
So, leave those floors alone.
Zhang Haiyan sighed and asked the fat man to pry it open and then push it back again.
Then he followed Wu Xie to the location he calculated.
Just one glance made his brows furrowed.
"Are you here to poop? Or are you going to let me push you when you finish pooping?"
Wu Xie gritted his teeth, doubting his professional knowledge for the first time.
But I only doubted it for a few seconds.
Soon he found the location of the mechanism.
After lifting up the entire tile and the toilet, a soundproof door of the same style as the piano room was exposed at the back.
It's just that this door is a bit small.
"Do you need locksmith services? Professional locksmith service costs 80 cents per session."
Black glasses were leaning against the door, watching Wu Xie try the keys one by one in his hand.
"unnecessary."
Wu Xie is very tough.
"Okay, next time I ask, it will be 160."
"You come."
Wu Xie: Sometimes people have to learn to compromise and not be stubborn.
After the door opened, there was a vertical passage inside. Wu Xie took a flashlight and looked inside. It was only about two meters high.
Black Glasses jumped down first.
Zhang Haiyan followed him,
Wu Xie is at the end.
It's better to say it's a passage than a ventilation duct buried in the wall.
There are many small ventilation ducts on this large pipe, and I don't know if they lead to every room.
After walking about five meters horizontally, another door appeared under their feet.
Black Glasses narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"It's 160."
Wu Xie:......
I was obviously here to help, why did I become the one paying for it?
Black Glasses opened the last door and jumped into the basement. It was pitch dark inside, and strange sounds could be heard as soon as he entered.
Like the devil whispering in my ears.
The wind that blows in passes through these pipes and is finally collected into this room.
And the sound also changed from the normal wind sound to this weird sound.
The basement is not too big, but it is nearly twenty square meters. Maybe it's because of the ventilation problem here, so the moldy smell is not too strong, but the dust is indeed a bit too thick.
Especially when the wind blew in, it blew the dust on the ground around and almost blinded my eyes.
There was a mummified corpse sitting in the middle of the basement. The three of them were not surprised at all by the corpse that appeared here.
Even Wu Xie felt that if there were no corpses here, he might be a little surprised, but if there were corpses, he felt that this was normal.
The corpse was completely weathered. Black Glasses took a few glances at it and stopped Zhang Haiyan when she wanted to reach out.
"Be careful, it will break if you touch it."
Zhang Haiyan nodded, indicating that she understood.
Then he punched the body a few times, smashing the body into pieces, and began to rummage through the clothes of the body.
Wu Xie turned on his flashlight and looked at the densely packed words that looked like spells written on the surrounding walls.
God knows what's wrong with this guy, but he actually likes to write words on the wall. The mess looks like graffiti when he's crazy.
Wu Xie thought that his cultural level was not bad, but when he saw the ghostly symbols all over the wall, he gritted his teeth.
I had to take out my mobile phone, take pictures of all the words on the wall, and then study them slowly after I went up.
Black Glasses looked around and found nothing of value.
Only a small black iron ball was seen in the corner.
Black Glasses really recognizes this thing. It is the raw material of the black gold ancient sword, meteorite.
Black Glasses frowned slightly, and the life of licking blood from the tip of a knife all year round told him that this thing might not be that simple.
He took out the rag from his trouser pocket, put it on his hand and picked up the small iron ball.
Zhang Haiyan here smashed the mummy, but only took out a small phone book from his clothes. Because it was too dark here, I planned to study it after I got out.
After the three of them determined that there was nothing useful here, they climbed back into the building.
At this time, Fatty had already laid the floor back down again.
Except for some unevenness and an extra piece that can't be stuffed back, it's perfect.
As for whether you will trip while walking? Zhang Haiyan said, whoever falls is the one who laughs.
Five people gathered around the table and looked at the small iron ball placed on the table.
The small iron ball was only as big as Liu Sang's palm, and it was actually carved with very exquisite patterns.
"What is this? Donkey dung and eggs?" The fat man said and was about to grab it.
"Don't move blindly, you risk your life."
Black Glasses grabbed his wrist, and the fat man leaned forward and kicked the table.
The little iron ball started rolling and was about to fall to the ground.
Zhang Haiyan subconsciously stretched out her hand to catch it. When Black Glasses tried to stop him, he was already a step too late.
The moment the iron ball came into his hands, Zhang Haiyan felt as if something had stung him on the palm of his hand. He hissed in pain and threw the iron ball out again.
The iron ball fell heavily to the ground, cracking a gap in the middle. Only then did they see that there seemed to be a crack in the middle of the iron ball's pattern, but because of this fall, it was completely broken open.
A small black beetle crawled out.
"Damn it, zombie."
The fat man was bitten by the corpse cricket and had a psychological shadow. As soon as he saw the corpse cricket crawling out, he stepped on it and kicked it.
Black Glasses looked at the corpse that had been crushed by the fat man's kick, and retracted his outstretched hand.
It feels so tiring to take care of children...
Can this careless traitor be killed?
He sighed helplessly and then looked at Zhang Haiyan who was staring at the palm of his hand.
As expected from black glasses,
Zhang Haiyan developed a high fever that night. Her body was frighteningly hot, but her spirit was particularly exciting.
Yes, between being hot and going crazy, she chose to be hot.
"I feel like I don't have much time left, so can you grant me a small wish?"
Black Glasses twitched the corner of his mouth, waiting for the second part of her sentence.
"Try me at forty degrees."
[My love brain is burning out. Why does he feel so attractive now? 】
[No, forty degrees is not enough. My sister will have a fever of 52 degrees. My sister may die, but the romance will not die. 】
Black Glasses took a deep breath, turned around and entered the bathroom.
Just when Zhang Haiyan was feeling dizzy with fever, a cold and moist big hand suddenly wrapped her waist.
The next moment, she fell into the embrace of black glasses, and the cold feeling made her let out a comfortable moan.
The cool lips with black glasses were pressed against her forehead.
"Forget it if it's 40 degrees. I like it if it's room temperature."
But Zhang Haiyan was like an octopus wrapped around the black glasses she had just taken a cold shower to help her cool down.
"But, I want to kiss your ears, collarbone and... Adam's apple..."
