Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 549 Profile
The Kassel Manor in the sunset is beautiful. The warm golden sun is projected onto the gray and white walls, showing a glass-colored texture. The shadows of the trees in the garden are reflected on the windowpanes with wooden frames, and they are following with their teeth and claws. The wind swayed.

The manor is very quiet, there is no guard in the garden, only thick iron gates and towering railings guard the former glory of this secret party.

A few people circled around, did not go through the main entrance, but entered the garden from the side.

Chu Zihang raised his hand to knock down the monitor on the fence, and signaled Caesar and the others to move forward, while he himself hid in the woods, responsible for the outermost release and response work.

Nuonuo held a rifle and followed behind Caesar, her long red hair was tied up in a bunch, and she wore a baseball cap brought over from the airport on her head.

Caesar walked in front, wearing the camouflage action uniform given by Huaxia, with a pistol on his waist, and a one-handed hammer like a scepter in his hand. The overall length was between the one-handed hammer and the two-handed hammer. About eighty centimeters apart, the silver-white stick with a matte texture is topped with a brass-colored hammer the size of a baby's fist.

This kind of weapon has a proper name in China, it is called the Pumpkin Hammer.

The hammer head is not big, not as exaggerated as the hammers in the game, but it is tougher. Coupled with Caesar's current strength and the leverage effect brought by the length of the hammer, it is enough to deal with mixed races.

As for the Dragon Clan, you have to ask about the bazooka in Chu Zihang's hand outside.

Relying on the shadow cast by the bushes, the two quickly rushed across the well-kept garden to a small side door.

Cassel Manor, as the former holy land of the Secret Party, rebuilt everything to be the best, such as being equipped with the most advanced password fingerprint locks, but this kind of technology gave Nuo Nuo an opportunity.

Looking at the locked cipher disk, Nuonuo's nose twitched slightly, and his eyes were a little out of focus: "The smell of tobacco, homemade cigarettes, using tobacco leaves grown by nearby farmers, my hands are very oily, not only human oil but also butter the taste of."

"This is a door leading to the back kitchen of the manor, and the password is 1912." Nuonuo frowned and said with a sigh of relief.

Caesar silently pulled Nuonuo behind him, entered the password, and the door opened, revealing the busy kitchen. The chef who was preparing meals on the small stove raised his head in confusion, and what he saw was Caesar's muzzle.

"Sorry, we are in a hurry." Caesar knocked the chef unconscious with the butt of his gun and tied him up. Nuonuo looked at the neat kitchen around him. The kitchen is divided into two parts. On one side is the small stove where the chef just cooked.

The two sides are separated, the small stove is for the servants, and the big stove is naturally for the master.

Nuonuo walked near the cooking area, just looked at the shelf where the kitchen knives were placed, and thought about it: "The owner has not been here for a long time, at least for more than three months, and there is no visitor."

Returning to the small stove area, he opened a small door at the corner, revealing a square table, which was neatly tidied up, and nine chairs were scattered in the room, and there were some old incandescent lamps on the ceiling.

This is the restaurant where the servants eat. Nuonuo's ability called profiling has been activated, and she observes the room from a strange perspective.

"At first, there were four people who came together. Their steps were uniform and powerful..." Nuonuo raised her head, imitating the previous visitors here. She walked around the room, moved her hands, and carried out a A very high-level non-physical performance.

"Afterwards are three loose women, two smell of perfume, and the remaining one smells more oily and watery," wrote in the profile, Nuonuo's body changed from the initial chest up and head up to a somewhat coy one. The appearance changed again: "The young man is behind her and the others, holding something in his hand."

She moved to the edge of the room, as if she was carrying some kind of heavy object in her hand, she let go of her palm, then opened her eyes, squatted down and tapped the ground with her fingers: "It's the smell of leaves."

Nuo Nuo, who has a profile, is the best detective in the world. In just a moment, he judged the identities of the people dining in the small room:
"Four security guards, three maids, one cook, and a gardener."

"But before that, there were people who came here..." Nuonuo looked at the room. Above this small dining room, there are some work made by the chef himself. Ham and sausages are hanging above the dining table, and there is a wine cabinet next to it. , several bottles of wine were scrawled in the cabinet.

At this moment, Nuonuo has fully entered the state, and she returned to the door of the room, her palm lightly covering the door lock: "Come in from here, your steps are very light, but you walk in big strides."

Nuonuo took a few steps forward, then raised his head and looked upwards: "He was watching, randomly picking ingredients, and then..."

Swish!
Nonobi made a throwing gesture, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the wooden beam above.

Between the ham and sausage, there was a knife mark under the crossbeam, and next to the knife mark was a cut hemp rope.

"Throw the knife out just to steal a piece of ham?" Nuonuo had a strange expression on his face. He stood up on the table, raised his body, stood on tiptoe, and lightly pressed his fingers on the knife mark: "And the shape of this knife , seems familiar."

"Nonuo, are you alright?" Caesar tied the cook tightly and asked with his head out.

Nuonuo responded, jumped down from the square table, straightened her messy hair, and took Caesar's hand: "Follow me, someone may have arrived before us."

"Are you ready to fight?" Caesar squeezed Nuonuo's hand, but found that the other party's expression was a little weird, half a smile, and there seemed to be a little worry deep in his eyes.

Nuonuo didn't speak, but just pulled Caesar and pushed the kitchens away, and ran inside the Kassel Manor.

The two stepped on the soft carpet, skipped over the expensive artworks around them, and ran in the dim setting sun.

"Nono, where are we going?"

Caesar was pulled by Nuonuo, a little unclear, so Nuonuo didn't speak, during the profiling, the five senses of vision, smell, and touch merged into one, recreating the past things.

Until now, she finally saw a clear line, and that line guided her, no, it should be said that it guided Caesar, and walked towards a certain place in the Cassel Manor.

Nuonuo opened the wooden door in front of him, revealing a downward staircase. Caesar behind him thoughtfully turned on the flashlight, switched places with Nuonuo, and the two walked down one after the other.

"It's right below, I'm familiar with that feeling..." Nuonuo leaned on Caesar's back and muttered to himself.

Caesar nodded, and walked down, the smell of wood came out through the stairs, the howling air echoed in the dark and damp basement, and then there was silence, deathly silence.

Caesar just walked up a few stairs, then reached the bottom, scanned around with a flashlight, and saw countless oak barrels placed underground.

"This is a wine cellar." Caesar said to Nuonuo, but it was not Nuonuo's voice that answered him:
"This is of course a wine cellar, Caesar, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A man came out from the darkness. He had the same hair and eyes as Caesar, and he held a hunting knife in his hand, staring intently at Caesar who had just walked down the stairs.

"Passi Gattuso!"

(End of this chapter)