Si Baining looked at Jia Huan, his eyes gradually blurred.

The outline, eyebrows and eyes are actually very similar to the person in the painting.

Seeing Si Baining staring at him in a daze, Jia Huan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Hey~ What are you looking at?!"

Si Baining looked away awkwardly and put the photo frame back to its original place.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jia Huan became more curious and grabbed the photo album in his hand:

"Let me see what-"

Before he finished speaking, Jia Huan's eyes widened and his mouth remained open for a long time without making a sound.

Si Baining knew there must be something fishy, ​​but he held his breath and did not take the initiative to speak. The sudden silence between the two made this originally warm and cozy country house feel a bit more desolate.

Sure enough, Jia Huan's hands gradually started to tremble. She shuddered involuntarily and pointed at the person in the photo frame:

"Mom-Mom? Mom?!"

These words hit Si Baining's heart like a heavy hammer. Unable to calm down, he yelled:

"who?!"

"No, it's not right..."

Jia Huan frowned and pursed his lips, looking at Si Baining as if he was about to cry:

"My mother never takes pictures, and no one in our village takes pictures. But she looks so much like her! Except for her hair, everything looks like my mother."

Si Baining wanted to take another look at it, but Jia Huan reluctantly held the photo frame in his arms and turned around:

"No~ show me again!"

As he said this, he jumped up from the sofa as if he was worried, but he couldn't stand still and bumped into the ceramic decorative vase on the wall.

With a "squeak" sound, the vase tilted in one direction, and the entire wall rose upwards. Si Baining hurriedly pulled Jia Huan into his arms and stared at the back of the wall.

Unexpectedly, there is a dark room hidden in the dark room. Si Baining's heart beat faster. This room is so unusual. The will may be hidden here!

At this time, Jia Huan's big eyes did not blink, and he first saw the interior of the room he had accidentally discovered through the walls that rose higher and higher.

It is square and dozens of square meters in shape, with two rows of clothing in the middle, and the remaining three sides are display racks. On the racks are photo albums of different sizes, photo frames, electronic photo albums and portraits copied on ceramics and crystals. There is nothing.

The questions are all about Thomas's wife Moy who left home.

Spinning suddenly understood why this room was sealed. Since Moy left Fort Sherlock, Thomas has not allowed anyone to talk or mention Moy, otherwise he will be severely punished. What's more, Thomas naturally doesn't want anyone to set foot in this dusty old room.

here.

Jia Huan looked at the photos of this woman who looked exactly like her mother. In each photo, she seemed to be a different person. Only by looking carefully could she tell the difference from her eyebrows.

The more Jia Huan looked at it, the more strange she felt. In one photo, she was a dancer with heavy makeup, a sexy and revealing black leather short dress, her jade-like limbs were wrapped around a silver steel pipe as if they were boneless, and her eyes were extremely seductive.

There is another photo of her wearing an elegant and dignified suit, holding a briefcase and walking through the middle of a gray street. There is also a photo of a cocktail party, where she is surrounded by three gentleman-looking people. She is wearing an exquisite and luxurious

Jewelry, wearing an elegant long black dress and holding a champagne glass, chatting and laughing with everyone.

There are also many photos of different scenes, occasions, and different identities. She is either virtuous and wearing an apron while cooking, or she is nudging her eyes in class and looking at the students kindly, or she is holding a violin and closing her eyes in the sunset.

A soulful performance...

"Si Bai Ning~ Who is she?! Why are they so similar, so similar to my mother? But why don't they look like the same person?"

Jia Huan caressed her chest and couldn't understand everything she saw. She had to turn to Si Baining for help. Death could get answers or comfort from him.

Si Baining frowned inadvertently, he could not tell Jia Huan the true identity of this woman.

Before Moy became Thomas's wife, she was the best spy in the family. These photos should have been secretly kept by Thomas as a souvenir in the early days of his crush. Because of family regulations, all picture materials related to the mission must be destroyed, and written materials must be destroyed.

Only code names can be used.

Si Baining thought for a moment and rubbed Jia Huan's little head:

"Maybe they are early female stars. These are probably stills, nothing big."

When Jia Huan heard this, he suddenly realized:

"Yeah, why didn't I expect it? I was shocked and thought there were so many twins!"

"Haha~Twins? There are more than a dozen twins here~haha"

Si Baining pretended to be calm and laughed. He flipped through the photo album and tapped the wall. He was a little disappointed when he saw that there were no hidden compartments, no mezzanines, and no safes or other items.

"Let's go. It's getting late. It would be bad if Thomas comes back and can't see us." Si Boning said.

Jia Huan let out a long breath, nodded helplessly, and followed Si Bai Ning outside. Before leaving the house, Jia Huan secretly took a small black and white photo and stuffed it into his pocket behind Si Bai Ning's back.

The woman in this photo wears a pretty ponytail, is dressed in simple and smart leather boots, and is holding a tall snow-white horse in her hand. Her smile is hearty and happy when she looks at the camera.
Chapter completed!