The door lock of the president's office is quite reliable. Varina tried many methods, but in the end there was still no progress.
Push with brute force?
He couldn't push it, obviously his strength was not strong enough to destroy the door lock.
Use a dagger to force the bolt back?
The door frame was protruding, and the dagger couldn't be inserted at all.
Use wire to pick the lock?
It should work, but the problem is that Varina doesn't.
Directly break the door violently?
The two part-time accountants will return, and the noise will alert the guards.
"I don't believe that a living person can still be trapped by death's door." After many attempts, Warina couldn't help but rub his hair with his hands.
At this time, he couldn't help but envy the Sequence 9 "apprentice".
If he is also an "apprentice", he can use his extraordinary ability to "open the door" to solve the problem. He can even directly open a mystical "door" on the wall and enter the room directly without going through the door.
Speaking of which, the ability of the "Apprentice" sequence is really easy to use, and it can be used by everyone. It's no wonder that even low-level extraordinary people can't see a few living people in this sequence, and they are basically in the form of magical items. Show up.
Perhaps the action of rubbing his hair had an effect, and Varina found a breakthrough.
The room is so big, why just stare at a small door? Just because the door can't be opened, doesn't mean that he can't enter the room. Otherwise, how did he get into this small building?
Once your mind opens up, solutions will follow.
After recalling the structure of this small building in his mind, Varina thought of a way - that is, climb from the outer wall to the balcony of the president's office and enter from there.
This solution is feasible, but it has certain risks.
Because during the climb, the only thing that carried his weight was a metal pipe that could be held with one hand - it was the gas pipe into the house. It might not be able to bear the weight of a person.
This was not like the main pipe he had walked past before, which was as thick as a thigh.
Varina decided to give it a try first.
He walked to the opposite side of the bathroom, stepped on the edge of the wooden stairs, went down half a floor, and came to the corner of the stairs.
He noticed two things during the day. One was that the stairs made noise when he stepped on them, and the other was that there was a small ventilation window at the corner of the stairs.
Varina opened the window, put his upper body out of the window, pressed his hands on the edge of the window, and then carefully used force to slowly change his posture from leaning down to facing up.
After that, he grabbed the upper part of the window frame with one hand and supported the window edge with the other hand. He lifted himself up and sat on the window edge.
The next step was easy. Varina also lifted his feet up and stood completely on the window edge. He grabbed the upper part of the window frame with one hand to maintain balance and reached up to the gas pipe with the other hand.
Just when he wanted to test whether the pipe was strong enough to support himself, a conversation suddenly came from the first floor - the voices of two part-time accountants.
"Damn it, I took too long, they're already back from coffee!"
Varina made a prompt decision and with one effort he was able to escape from the window edge and hang on the pipe with one hand.
Soon, the stair planks made a "squeaking" sound after bearing weight, and it got closer and closer.
"Hey, York, did you open the window here when you left?"
The lady was obviously more attentive, and she discovered the small flaws that Varina had left in his haste.
"No, but are you sure it was closed before?"
"I don't seem to be so sure..."
The two walked to the window and looked outside casually for a few times. They found nothing unusual, so they closed the window and continued upstairs.
"Fortunately, this pipe is strong enough. Fortunately, it was not discovered..."
Varina stretched his curled up body and exhaled quietly.
He hung on the pipe and moved forward alternately with both hands. He soon reached the balcony of the president's office and turned over the railing.
What separates the inside and outside on the balcony is a double glass door.
You can see through the glass that what locks the two doors is just a simple flip hasp, which is much easier to open than the door on the corridor.
This time the dagger can come in handy.
He took out the dagger he kept in his coat pocket, inserted it into the crack of the door, and then gently picked it up, and the hasp on the back of the door was opened.
Slowly walking inside, Varina could clearly see the layout of the entire president's office.
It is not complicated. Facing the balcony is a wooden coffee table with exquisite workmanship and a novel with a bookmark on it.
Why could he tell at a glance that it was a novel?
The answer to this question is very simple, because the book is called "Stormhouse", which is the famous work of Miss "Magician" Forse Wall.
There was a half-full bookshelf against the wall next to the coffee table, and Varina doubted that all the books on it were novels.
Of course, this was just a suspicion, and he had no intention of confirming it for the time being.
There is a large desk across the other side of the room. The materials and workmanship look much higher-end than those outside. Behind the desk is an armchair, and in the corner further behind is a coat rack.
Varina decided to prioritize searching the desk area.
Even without lighting, with the support of the extraordinary trait of "dark vision", he could still search easily.
The only thing Varina needed to be careful about was not to make too much noise, lest he alert the two part-time accountants across the wall.
There were three drawers on each side of the desk. When he opened the first one on the left, he was startled and quickly pushed the drawer back.
His movement was so hasty that it even caused a small noise.
There was a black statue in the drawer - a huge cross with a man covered in blood hanging upside down.
That's the statue of the "True Creator"!
"Don't be afraid, it's nothing, it's just a statue..." Varina patted his chest repeatedly, "This is the dock union of East Balam Dockyard. Although it is a year earlier than the original plot, there are still people who believe in the 'True Creator' Nothing more than normal.”
He pressed his chest with his right hand, feeling the rapid beating of his heart gradually calming down with self-consolation, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was so frightened just now that he probably turned pale.
This time he realized for himself what "the more you know, the more dangerous you are."
If an uninformed person saw the statue of the Hanged Man, wouldn't it just pass by? If someone is startled like this one too many times, it would be a neurasthenia at the very least, not to mention madness.
After doing enough mental preparation, Varina reached out again and opened the second drawer on the left.
This time he smiled immediately, because he saw a familiar portrait at a glance, which looked very majestic - that was the respected "Founder" and "Protector" William I.
It was a stack of gold pounds with black stripes on a gray background!
Varina reached out and took out the banknotes in the drawer and counted them, and found that there were 8 in total, all with a denomination of 10 pounds.
It is indeed a money-making method written into the legal provisions, and the results are quick.
