The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand three hundred and eighty-six [Vodka on the verge of death]

Thinking of this, Vodka silently withdrew Lahei's hand.

Forget it, a true warrior must dare to face the challenge from the enemy: in short, let’s see what Wu Zuo wants to do, and at worst, if he receives similar news in the future, he will pretend not to see it...

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The two men in black quickly came to the lady's room, opened the door and entered. On the wall opposite the door, the huge oil painting with fresh colors jumped into view.

Compared to the other rooms I have seen before, Gin is not interested in this pink room.

He walked to the most conspicuous oil painting, lifted it slowly, and looked at the wall behind, but found nothing.

Vodka was a few steps behind him. Seeing that his elder brother had already started to check it, he was embarrassed to be idle all the time, so he looked at the medium oil painting on the side wall next to him, and flipped it off casually like gin, looking at it meaningfully Look at the wall blocked by the painting.

Then suddenly froze.

"...Brother." Vodka's face twisted, as if he had drawn a wild card in a lottery, "Behind this painting, there is a dark cabinet embedded in the wall."

"?" Gin didn't expect that there were paintings all over the room, and Vodka opened one at random, and found his target.

He thought for a moment, and instead of going directly to it, he casually opened up a few other paintings.

But behind those paintings, there are empty walls.

Only the one in Vodka's hand, with a locked cabinet door hidden on the back wall.

Qin Jiu slightly nodded: "You are lucky."

Vodka: "..." Whoever wants this bad luck wants it!

Although I can't wait to travel back to a few seconds ago and interrupt my hand that is messing around with oil paintings.

But now, all the hidden cabinets have been found. As a cadre of a mysterious organization, he can't just move the oil painting back to its original position in such a cowardly manner, pretending that nothing happened.

Vodka had no choice but to take a deep breath, and took off the oil painting and put it aside.

A cabinet embedded in the wall with a locked door and a keyhole on the left. Vodka found out the lockpicking tool, reached in and pried a few times.

Then he discovered to his disappointment that the lock was not too difficult to pick, and it clicked after a few clicks, and the cabinet door popped open a crack.

Vodka backed away a little, and slowly opened the cabinet door from a distance.

No poison is sprayed, no arrow is lost.

——What was exposed in the cabinet was not a terrible mechanism, but a large pile of jewelry at the bottom of the cabinet. Large gemstones were inlaid on the golden jewelry, which dazzled the eyes.

"It really is a veritable 'treasure hunt' activity, worthy of being someone who can afford to build a castle." Even though Vodka had seen the world before, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he suddenly saw so many "windfall gains" displayed in front of his eyes. Excited.

But then he became suspicious again: How could Wu Zuo be so kind and hand over the treasure to others?

But after thinking about it: Wu Zuo has always paid little attention to money. In his eyes, a gold bar with a lot of weight may not be as interesting as an interesting mission goal.

Vodka: "..." Wu Zuo probably wants to use him as a coolie - after all, this pile of gold is not light at first glance.

Thinking of this, Vodka skillfully reached in like copying the safes of some mission targets before, intending to shove things into the bag.

Just as he stretched his hand in, there was a click, and the handcuffs hidden at the bottom of the cabinet popped out and closed abruptly, cuffing his hands firmly at the bottom of the cabinet.

The next moment, Qin Jiu suddenly noticed something, frowned and looked at the roof.

Vodka instinctively followed his line of sight, and was immediately stunned—right above him, the ceiling was opened silently, and countless swords and swords were falling down, whizzing down, like a sharp meteor.

Vodka turned pale: "!

! "

He originally wanted to let out a dying scream and curse Wuzuo unwillingly before he died.

But before he could make a sound, Gin grabbed his mouth and blocked the cry that might alarm others.

…

There was a rattling sound of the chain.

Then everything was quiet.

——The moment before those swords were inserted into the human body, they were pulled by the chain connected to the tail and hung in mid-air.

"Idiot, this is different from the usual safes. This kind of castle left to future generations will inevitably have various hidden mechanisms, but it will not be fatal." Gin withdrew his hand holding the vodka, and wiped it in disgust. wipe.

He observed for a moment, then picked the lock on the handcuffs.

The handcuffs clicked open and retracted to the bottom of the cabinet. The blade hanging above the head was also rolled by the mechanism hidden in the ceiling, and retracted again.

Vodka Chiliu withdrew his hand, his face turned blue and white, and he looked a little dull. I don't know if he hasn't recovered, or he is concentrating on scolding Wu Zuo, or scolding the castle that made the trap Master, no time to be distracted.

The door of the cupboard was not closed, and Gin poked the jewelry inside with the muzzle of a gun, and found that the handcuffs did not pop out again, so he flipped through the treasures inside to check.

"There are not many real items, just toys used to match the organs in the room."

Gin threw the jewelry back, snorted coldly, and closed the cabinet door.

Recalling the information that Jiang Xia sent when he was bored, he thought to himself: "If you want to build a castle of this scale, it is impossible to raise enough funds by selling the gemstones on the 'Egg of Memories'. Her great-grandfather surnamed Xiangsaka, I am afraid that most of the jewelry in the family was sold off before I could afford to build this building.”

"The style is similar to a German castle..." These speculations, combined with the previous information, seem to give Gin some guesses.

He suddenly laughed lowly: "So that's the case, no wonder Maria's ring spread in Japan."

Vodka: "...?" Brother, what do you know?

Hesitating for a moment~IndoMTL.com~He picked a keyword and asked carefully: "German castle?"

Only ask one word, never ask more - if Brother Gin wants to talk, he will naturally follow this topic. If he doesn't want to say more, then this sentence is just his vodka talking to himself.

As it turned out, Gin was in a pretty good mood. He looked like a tourist who came to visit antiques today, and when he heard this question, he actually answered: "Alexandra Feodorovna, the queen of Tsar Nicholas II, the granddaughter of Queen Victoria , and also the mother of the missing princess Maria—she is a German."

Vodka was startled, and barely comprehended Gin's bold conjecture: "In other words, the reason why this castle was built in a German style was influenced by the queen, a German? Kasaka Natsumi's great-grandfather, was in Build a castle for this queen?!"

——I have heard that the relationship between the royal family is chaotic, but I didn't expect it to be so chaotic! A craftsman can actually be with the queen...

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed that Gin was looking at a fool.