You call this a shield?

"No."

"no!"

"Including Harold's room, too?"

"No." Si Tike shook her head: "The only thing in Harold's room that can be called of any value is the books on Bookcase Mountain."

"But those are just normal books, and there is nothing interesting about them, let alone any strange content."

"If you want to say that there is something worthy of attention, is the quilt stacked quite neatly?"

Neveu raised her hand: "Leader! I have a problem!"

"what is the problem?"

"The room I searched for didn't look like a master bedroom."

"It doesn't look like the master bedroom?"

Sheld frowned: "That's the only room with a double bed, isn't it the master bedroom? What's the basis for judging?"

"There are too few things in that room. It doesn't look like someone lives in it. The sheets are too new?"

Sheld looked at Neveu in surprise, not for anything else, but was surprised by her observation ability, and looked down upon her.

"If you're right, and that place is indeed not the master bedroom, then there is a problem."

"As the head of the family, where does Bunier and his wife sleep?"

It must not be sleeping on the sofa, and as the guard mentioned before, "old people and children" will not be spared. So, should there be old people in this family?

In this way, the "master bedroom" really isn't necessarily the master bedroom.

"The chamber of secrets."

Si Dike said it directly.

"It may be difficult to find a secret room here."

Sheld glanced outside the door, it was not too early, and when it got dark, unless the lights were turned on in this room, the difficulty of finding it would increase to a higher level.

But if you turn on the lights, it's hard not to attract attention.

In a "dead" and "unoccupied" house, the candlelight flickered suddenly in the middle of the night... What kind of ghost story is this, I'm afraid it was not reported on the spot.

"It's not difficult."

Si Tike leaned back on the chair back: "I'll take a look."

Then, the whole person became limp.Shield probably understood that she was out of her body.

"Tell me, will she find out if you touch her at this time?" Neveu stared at Stike's body, which was limp on the chair: "In this case, I should have told her before that I can find an alchemist A custom doll, right?"

"Hey, hey... are you thinking about something dangerous..."

"Captain, haven't you thought about it?"

That's not a question of whether he wants to, but why does he want to discuss this kind of doll with a woman?Sheld knocked on Neveu's forehead with his hand: "You can't think of serious things in your head every day?"

"Oh……"

Not long after, Stike's body suddenly trembled under the gaze of Sheld and Neveu, and her eyes opened.

"There is a secret room in the basement, probably the master bedroom."

"How did you do this?"

Sheld asked curiously.

"Ask someone." Sidi Ke said with a relaxed face, "Although they are all unconscious guys, if the guys who are mainly in this house often come in and out, it is relatively easy to observe how to enter the secret room. "

"It's really convenient..."

Looking for a "ghost" to ask directions, if you are a detective or something, isn't it like cheating?

"Then come with me."

Si Tike took the lead and walked into the place next to the wall under the stairwell, groped for a while, and then lifted the floor.

"In a place like this..."

If you can find it by yourself, when will you go?Above this is the stairs to the second floor. Not to mention the dim light, taller people have to lower their heads slightly, and the color of the floor is exactly the same.

After the floor was lifted, Sheld smelled a slightly sweet smell, a bit like the feeling of opening a jar of honey in a previous life.

"It's so sweet."

Neveu, who was following behind, pinched her nose: "It's a bit greasy."

"Eh? I feel fine? Is my nose stuffed?"

Sheld fanned it with his hand in front of his nose, and he just smelled something like honey.

"The two races of you are different, and the degree of olfactory sensitivity is different..."

"right."

Sheld almost forgot that this was a magical world.

It's broken, the leader's IQ has dropped along with Neveu!Si Tike looked at the two dumbfounded guys, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Volume 95 A New Beginning: Chapter 93 Chapter [-] The Professional Bunier

Narrow and winding tunnels with stairs spiraling directly underground.

"If this family didn't order anything, I wouldn't believe it."

Even if it is a cellar, is it necessary to have such a long staircase?The place where people store ice is not so deep, it looks like a secret base of a cult.

"Why can't this torch ignite spontaneously?"

Neveu's question made Shield and Stike pause at the same time.

"Why do you think the torch will spontaneously ignite?"

"Isn't it all like this in the book? The hero entered a certain secret room, and the moment the door opened, all the torches were lit."

"Seldom read hero stories."

Si Dike sighed: "Those are all exaggerated by art, even fabricated."

"You don't really think that there will be someone next to the hero who keeps memorizing what happened along the way, do you? The hero himself doesn't have that leisure time..."

As they spoke, the eyes of the two turned to Sheld unconsciously.

Sheld touched the small notebook in his pocket subconsciously, coughed twice: "Why did you read it?"

"The world is unpredictable..."

Neveu sighed suddenly.

"Indeed, I was reckless."

Stike sighed again.

Although it feels weird, Sheld is right to think that they should be the hero protagonist in the hero story.

rise in status.

"Sister Stike, why don't you just ask those souls, did Harold kill anyone?"

Miss Stike?Sheld's ears perked up, good guy, you call a 60-year-old psychic called sister in his 20s?How much is a bit too much.

However, judging from the appearance, apart from the scars on Neveu's eyes that add a little bit of fierceness, it is true that Sidi is more royal.

"You are not very familiar with the aspect of souls, and you think that asking questions about remnant souls is a dialogue." Si Dike explained: "In fact, it is far more difficult than you imagined. It is impossible for remnant souls to see everything and write it down. .”

"And they are not conscious anymore, you can only rely on some special methods to communicate, this is not a question and answer, but a search."

"It's not so easy to piece together what you want."

"As for whether Harold killed someone, there are many doubts and the target is not clear. It is difficult for me to judge in too many fragments."

"Oh……"

Neveu seemed to understand but half understood: "In short, it just can't be done, right?"

"...I can't do it."

Si Dike's face was numb, she just felt that her explanation just now was a waste of her tongue.

While speaking, he had unknowingly reached the bottom.

What Sheld saw was a combination lock with a four-digit arrangement. This kind of lock needs to transfer the numbers to the corresponding place. The school records and diaries that Sheld bought in elementary school in her previous life were similar to those used on them.

But that's plastic, that's metal.

"Neff—!"

Sheld swung a bottle of Intellect over.

"Roger that!"

Drink, pull, chop!receive.

A set of actions that flow smoothly.

"I'll call you a locksmith from now on."

Stike patted Neveu on the shoulder.

"Thank you for the compliment!"

"No, I'm not complimenting you..."

"Crunch...!"

"Clang!"

The thick metal gate can't withstand Neveu's slashing. It's not because of how fierce Neveu's slashing is. It's just that Almi's sword is indeed a magic weapon. It's not an exaggeration to cut iron like mud. That's all.

In contrast, the Goddess of the Forest's staff doesn't seem so eye-catching, and she hasn't used it in particular until now, so it was used when Stike hammered people.

After waving the dust splashed in front of his eyes, Sheld stepped through the gate and walked in first.

There seemed to be some kind of energy inside, and the various lighting facilities were still functioning normally. A man was imprisoned in a small iron cage with a suspended ceiling.

When Sheld and others came in, he just glanced at it numbly, then continued to lower his head.

But then he seemed to be crazy, and suddenly stood up staggeringly, clutching the iron railing with both hands, and began to cry loudly.

"Help!!! My 120 gold coins!!!"

"You remember we took gold coins, right?"

Sheld was speechless.

Isn't this Mr. Harold the "Most Wanted Man"?The goblin little old man howled there with snot and tears, not to mention how unpleasant his voice was.

"Why are you closed here?"

While looking for any mechanism nearby to control the cage, Sheld asked, "We heard that you killed someone and then ran away?"

"Nonsense! Slander! This is slander!"

Harold was still crying just now, but changed his face the next moment, looking angry: "That family is the murderer! No, it's not a family at all!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, let's find a way to put you down first, and you talk about it slowly."

"Tell me, I am the big boss of the Golden Gear Chamber of Commerce. If I want something, I can't let my subordinates do it. I have to kill myself? I haven't even used a kitchen knife in my life."

"I know you're wronged, I mean, can you reveal what's going on with Bunier?"

"Let's not talk about that, the switch is there, that's the lever, yes, that's the one."

Sheld finally found a lever: "This?"

"Pull it!"

"Crack."

Under the noisy sound of jingling bells, the iron cage was put down, and the iron cage was still drinking soda, thanks to the fact that Neveu's stomach is big enough, and most people can't hold so much water.

"Thank you, thank you, I knew that the 120 gold coins will not be lost."

"But we lost money, the airship exploded, and our gold coins were gone."