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Chapter 397 Basement

"Your name is Bell Griers?" Shaland was probably so annoyed that he finally responded, "At the previous Grammy Awards Ceremony, that person was you."
Xu Chuan nodded and said to Bloomwester who was following behind, "Brother, hold on, it's coming soon." Then he turned to look at the thin girl, "Yes, you actually watch the Grammy Awards?"
Shaland lowered his head, "You are really out of place when you stand on it. When did Umbrella go to the entertainment industry?"
Oh, this little girl has a good observation ability. Oh, no, it seems that she should be several years older than herself, and it seems that she has also investigated herself. By the way, she seems to be working as an investigator in a security service company now.
This type of company is also considered its own peers, but their business types are more inclined to investigate and defend. If you say this, wouldn’t you be the opponent of Umbrella? Well, Master Xu’s thoughts are not known where they are flying.
"Since you know Umbrella, you should know what I do." In the PMC circle, Umbrella's reputation has indeed become increasingly popular, and those who are interested can still find something.
"Mercenaries, war hyenas, guys who do everything for money, a group of killers who make money by making money."
"Oh, you actually said such a long sentence, but you summarized it well." Xu Chuan didn't think there was anything wrong with her words. This description is already very polite. Mercenary, the English adjective of mercenary, is both a profit-oriented adjective and a noun for mercenary, which interprets this profession very well.
"But we are different. Of course, I will definitely not believe me. If you are interested, you can pay attention. Umbrella's door will always be open for you." This girl is very smart. Xu Chuan thinks her IQ may be comparable to her sister, but this world is not fair from the moment she is reincarnated.
What is the most important thing in the 21st century? Talents, of course, have to be fought for, even if they do a part-time job first.
Some words are just fine. If you can just click on them at once, you can just accept them and say it to you. Apart from the ones with ulterior motives, the protagonist of the cool article is the one who has ulterior motives.
The location of Martin's villa is really great, with an almost overlooking the entire island, with a very good view of the full glass curtain wall. Through the glass, you can see the layout of the house, which is very IKEA.
A Volvo was parked in front of the door, "This is Liv's car." Bloomwester bent over and gasped, and Shaland held him on the side.
Liv is Martin's girlfriend. They are not married, but they live together for a while every year and have their own lives. This flexible interpersonal relationship is really enviable.
The electronic lock on the wooden door was locked without accident. Xu Chuan picked up a fist-sized brick from the grass, "Small, let's see how I smash your glass."
Bloomvester quickly stopped him, where did this lunatic come from?
Shaland connected the laptop to the door lock, "It takes a little time..." Before he finished speaking, Xu Chuan kicked the door open.
"Fuck." Bloomwester couldn't help but curse.
Xu Chuan walked in directly, rubbed the soles of the mud on the carpet in the front hall, and the white carpet was instantly unable to see it.
"Hurry up, people are back later." This kind of electronic lock is likely to be equipped with an alarm.
"Do you know you still do this?" Shaland almost burst out.
"If you have evidence, just call the police directly. If you don't have any, run away quickly. Why do you say I did it?" Xu Chuan turned on the light in the living room and the room lit up.
Bloomwester complained, "I will definitely be revoked by the Journalists Association."
The decoration is extremely simple, completely Nordic style. The living room is connected to a small wine cellar. The innermost door opens to the basement. The boiler is on the right and the laundry room is on the left, and the smell of disinfectant water.
Going further inside is a storage room. In addition to some debris, there is also a secret door inside, which can be used to identify fingerprints and swipe cards, so why do you need to install a door handle? It's simply unnecessary.
Xu Chuan made a gesture of asking for help. He just knocked it out, which should be metal, so he couldn't kick it away, and he didn't bring any explosives.
Shalander's face darkened and accelerated the cracking speed. Of course, her smoky makeup was already quite dark. In less than a minute, the civilian password lock was cracked. The door automatically opened inside, and behind the door was another downward staircase.
It is not very deep down, about six or seven meters away. When you turn around, you are a row of metal pipes, connecting several things similar to oxygen cylinders, with several cables on it.
This should be the control room, and the bottle may contain anesthesia gas, waiting for the prey to enter the trap.
There was another metal door in front. Bloomvester looked around and pressed a switch, and the metal door opened.
It was pitch black inside, like an unknown dark space opening a gap towards them, and Bloomvester and Lansard couldn't help but feel nervous.
Xu Chuan pushed them directly in, then turned on the switch on the wall, and the white light illuminated the entire space in a pale way.
The entire space is designed with great care, surrounded by pipes. There are iron chains on the left, metal rings on the ceiling and floor, and a table with leather strips, and a cleaning area divided by a shower curtain, where the pool doesn't look like a bath.
There are also video equipment, a recording studio. At the end, there is an extremely sturdy iron cage with blankets and pillows. There is a bench on the right side of the door, a bed and a corner to watch TV. There is a shelf full of video tapes. One of the walls is neatly hung with various tools.
First of all, we will eliminate a wrong answer. This is definitely not a chess and card room. Everything here can make people feel the most terrifying association.
There was no time to complain about Xu Chuan's rudeness, Bloomvester knew that they had found the answer, and he looked at the video tapes, and maybe there was something they needed.
Xu Chuan tinkered with a straight-handled valve connected to the pipe at the door of the room, "This guy must have borrowed the design of the gas chamber in the Auschwitz concentration camp." When the gas was released from the spray head on the pipe when it opened the valve.
Xu Chuan used both hands and broke the handle directly. In this way, he would definitely not be able to open the pliers without having to worry about them. "Damn Na Cui."
"Come and see this." Shaland found two folders in a cabinet, which contained passport photos and handwritten notes about the women, as well as hundreds of photos of the bodies of women.
"Ha, I just said that this creature will definitely leave souvenirs." Xu Chuan mocked her.
The photo contains name, time and nationality. The earliest one can be traced back to the 1960s, and less than a week recently, "God, I had supper with him and Liv that day." Bloomwester pointed to the photo, his face full of complex emotions such as surprise and regret. "At that time, a strange sound came from the basement, and he said that something was not closed."
Chapter completed!
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