But he may have underestimated the means of extracting a confession...
Never mind. There's no point worrying about this now.
"How many bullets do we have left?" she asked Xia Yibing.
"Not many, about a hundred in total." Xia Yibing replied.
When we first broke out, we only dealt with some minor characters, and Tomor's rifle battle didn't take place, so there was almost no consumption.
But it was impossible to break through with only this little gun and ammunition, so Hitzfeld turned his attention to Moore.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Moore felt uncomfortable being stared at by her.
"How long have you lived here?"
"I can't remember... but it can't be less than twenty years."
"You've lived here for twenty years, but you've never thought of exploring whether there are any secret passages here?"
"I--"
Moore choked at the question, this was indeed his question.
But the girl undoubtedly woke him up.
Yes--
The power he had left was not enough to influence too many people, and he was not able to analyze the future.
But it's okay to take a general look at what happened in this house in the past!
Chapter 38 Escape
"Get everything ready." Xia Yibing immediately reminded everyone, "Get ready to go downstairs!"
"Wait a minute!" Moore suddenly yelled.
The others looked at him in confusion. Eugenie even rushed to the door and grabbed the door handle, then kept staring back at him in that position.
With so many people staring at him, he naturally couldn't hide anything he wanted to do. Moore hesitated for a second or two, but finally stomped his feet, ran to the corner of another floor, and dragged out a small cardboard box from under a shabby but clean bed.
Hitzfeld's eyelids twitched, and he turned to glance at Sixus, and found that her face was frighteningly gloomy.
Looking at Moore again, he took out three or four black leather books from the small box and held them in his arms. He staggered over and shouted, "Alright! Let's go!"
With a "swish", Eugenie immediately opened the door, and a group of people began to run downstairs, deliberately pushing Moore to be in the front.
"Let me get the things!" Noticing that he was running with difficulty because he was holding the books, Eugenie rushed forward, snatched the things from his arms, and gave him a smile that could be said to be somewhat cold.
"Once it's safe, Mr. Sally... I hope we can have a good talk about the Forgotten Zone and these books."
"Gulp!" Moore swallowed his saliva and could only grit his teeth and nod repeatedly.
They were running fast, but the villains were invading even faster. When they ran to the fourth floor, they could already hear the movement below - those people had already broken in and were searching up floor by floor.
"We don't have much time!" Sixus reminded Moore, gnashing his teeth and looking as if he wanted to kick his ass. "I don't understand... How do you usually relieve yourself when you live up there?"
In her imagination, a person with the ability to travel back in time - she meant an ability that was more controllable than Hitzfeld's - who also needed to live in seclusion and not be discovered, would definitely lack the means to relieve boredom.
Newspapers? He didn't go out very often, so he could only pick up old newspapers to read.
Books? The Boris family was not a well-established wealthy family. She had learned about it the night she moved in. The study room set up by Niang-Boris was not as big as the toilet in her sub-base.
So I guess the old guy's greatest way to relieve boredom is to go back in time and see what happened in this house in the past.
So - if that was the case, why did he need to search slowly layer by layer?
Shouldn't you think about whether there is a secret passage in the house and where it is as soon as something happens?
In fact, Hitzfeld had the same doubts. And she believed that not only herself, but everyone here was confused.
But she was quick-witted, and when Xixus was still puzzled, she had already thought of some possibilities.
Mole-Sali is indeed a descendant of the Time Dragon.
Moore-Salley should and did revisit the mansion's past and visit it often.
But Moore-Sally had never noticed whether there was a secret passage in the mansion, and he had never even thought about it.
Combining these conflicting information, Hitzfeld could only conclude that... Moore-Sally's attention was more attracted by something else, or someone else, at the time.
Following this line of thought, and thinking back to Moore's conflicted look just now, and how nervous he was when he hugged those black leather notebooks... Hitzfeld had to suppress his emotions to force himself not to laugh.
Xia Yibing noticed her abnormality and observed carefully, and found that the corners of the girl's mouth were twitching and curled up.
She followed the girl's gaze to the books held by Eugenie, then looked at Moore... and saw that he would turn back to look at the books from time to time, as if he attached great importance to them.
"..." Raising her eyebrows, Xia Yibing felt that she seemed to know why this happened.
Maybe it was a... well, touching love tragedy.
Just then, an accident happened.
When they ran to the corner of the third floor, three armed thugs suddenly jumped out from the corner.
Both sides stood on the staircase platform, while the other stood at the corner of the third floor looking up, and they were both stunned for a moment.
After reacting, they raised their hands almost at the same time to aim at each other.
With a loud "bang", three thugs fell to the ground with bullets all over their faces and bodies, and even a number of tiny holes appeared on the wall behind them.
This is the advantage of the troll.
Range killing, just raise your hand and shoot, no need to aim at the target at all.
"One last shot..." Sixus rubbed his shoulder that was hurt by the recoil and kicked Moore hard on the butt.
"Stop standing there, let's go!"
The team moved on.
Fortunately, luck finally came, and Moore's "backtracking" exploration range finally seemed to include some clues.
In the invisible past time and space, he vaguely caught a glimpse of a suspicious man in black, and he remembered the other party's identity exactly - that was when the mansion was not yet named Boris, and the other party was the original owner of the mansion.
"I saw it..." Seeing the phantom slip into the bathroom at the end of the corridor, Moore couldn't help but shouting, "Bathroom... on the left!"
Kicking open the locked wooden door, everyone was greeted by a strange smell that was hard to describe.
Especially Hitzfeld, who had a keen sense of smell, was even dazed by the smell and vaguely saw monsters in the air.
"The fourth compartment from the left!" Moore continued to remind.
Eugenie threw the book to Jerry and continued to kick the door, but this time it didn't move at all.
He was stunned for a moment, then squatted down to observe the ground carefully, not even caring about the dirt and reaching out to touch it, and found that there was a circle of square gaps on the ground surrounding this compartment.
"Ladder..." he cried out in ecstasy, "Ha! It's a ladder--"
"This is an extra cubicle..." Old Moore wiped his forehead with his hand, "This cubicle in the bathroom on the same floor is locked..."
In other words, those compartments are fake, and they were made to cover up the elevator.
I didn't notice it before, it turns out that it's all a cover for the secret passage...
"The door won't open!"
Eugenie began to roar again.
"I need the keys!"
The escape route is right in front of you, but you can't get in because you don't have the key.
Anyone who encounters this situation will go crazy.
How can I find the key at this time?
There's no time——
Hitzfeld curled her lips... She had forgotten to put the white whale back into her chest to "nurture it", and now she couldn't rely on it at all.
The others had frozen expressions as they heard footsteps approaching rapidly outside the corridor.
The trolls are still too loud and this situation cannot be avoided.
"key?"
But Moore was stunned for a moment, took a book from Jerry's arms and opened it.
No result, just put it back.
Take out another book and flip through it again.
"Are you really not kidding us?"
While shouting, Xia Yibing knocked down a strong man who was rushing towards him with the butt of her rifle. She pulled the trigger and swung the rifle like she was swinging a sword, and with a "bang" several people who were rushing towards her were shot into pieces.
Then she immediately crouched down and shrank back, and several big holes appeared on the door frame where she was standing before.
"The key...Haha! Found it!"
Old Moore suddenly burst into laughter and picked up a shiny brass key from between the pages of the book.
Eugenie snatched it away and inserted it into the compartment keyhole.
pat!
The door opened.
"Get in quickly!"
He pushed Jerry in first, then turned around to greet the others.
Hitzfeld was the second one to be pushed in. Before she went in, she had been staring at the book that Moore had opened and saw an exquisite pen sketch on the other side of the page.
It was a portrait of a pretty girl with long hair.
The girl in a dress is half turned away from the camera, her bright smile seems to dispel all the darkness.
"Get in quickly!"
Without waiting for Hitzfeld to savor it, Xia Yibing reached out and pushed her in. Then she followed in and shouted outside: "Conte! What are you doing?"
Sixus deliberately stayed at the door for a while longer, and when those people thought she had no bullets left and were about to rush over, she suddenly swung her hand and took out the shotgun.
"boom!"
Another loud bang.
"At least it can buy us a few seconds!"
She ran over with a grin on her face, full of satisfaction and pride.
It's quite like the kind of modern unscrupulous player who has to wait until the prey gathers to a certain number before using heavy firepower to clear them all out.
"Quick!"
Xia Yibing pulled her in and closed the door. At the same time, Moore inserted the key into the console, and a creaking sound of gears suddenly came from behind the wall of the compartment, sending them from the third floor to the basement.
Chapter 39 Weird Things
There was no light in the lift, at least they couldn't find any.
When they sank more than one floor, that is, the moment they really entered the underground, they were completely trapped in the pitch-black darkness. The only sound they could hear was the sound of gears and ropes turning above their heads.
With a "hiss", Moore lit a match.
The firelight made everyone's faces look uncertain. Eugenie said to him, "Are you sure this is really the escape route?"
"I'm 100% sure it is." Moore nodded and shook his white-haired head. "In fact, I've known there is a secret passage here for a long time. Occasionally, I would find that someone in the house mysteriously disappeared, but I never thought of looking for it."
"Because of the woman in the book?" Xia Yibing asked coldly, "Whose assets did the County Magistrate's Mansion have before?"
This question was addressed to Eugenie. The young man pondered for a while and then gave the answer: "It should be Baron Taylor... This place was Baron Taylor's mansion a long time ago... That's right, the Boris family rose to prominence after borrowing that money."
"Aren't you going to explain this Baron Taylor to us?" Xia Yibing turned around and looked at Moore again.
She was being a little aggressive. Normally, Moore-Sally was an ally, at least not an enemy. It was a little disrespectful to ask him to reveal his secret so bluntly.
But... that's how investigating a case works. Sometimes you can't just think about the human relationships, just like how they just escaped danger more than once - the situation is so difficult that any bit of additional intelligence is very important.
"Baron Taylor..." Moore opened his mouth, and the match went out at this moment.
