The west wall of the bedroom is made of wood, which reminds Wang Liang of an invisible door.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Wang Liang knocked on every wooden board, but he didn't expect that he really got something.

One side is empty!

Wang Liang immediately pushed hard on the free piece of wood veneer. Unexpectedly, it actually pushed open!

"What a fucking dog!" Wang Liang couldn't help but cursed Uncle Zang Xiang secretly. This match is really amazing and he is so good at handling things.

No wonder so many people failed to assassinate him.

It's a stand-in, it's a thickened steel door, and it's an invisible door.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

This old guy must be tortured for a while, and he must not die too quickly. Wang Liang secretly made up his mind.

The second after he pushed open the invisible door and entered, Wang Liang's mood felt like he was on a roller coaster and fell back to the bottom.

There is indeed a room behind the invisible door.

But there was no one inside. Under the red light, you could see a large table inside, with a dazzling array of equipment and potions on it.

There are hundreds of photos on the wall that cannot be described in words and are a very new thing in this era.

This is a darkroom for developing photos.

Wang Liang felt his head buzzing and was completely confused.

It is easy to tell from the clothes in the bedroom wardrobe and the photo ornaments outside that this is Uncle Zang Xiang's bedroom.

But what about others?

Where have you gone?

Coming to the world of the Anti-Japanese War, Wang Liang felt that his head was so confused for the first time.

The cars in the yard and the guards in the villa were all signs that Uncle Zang Xiang was at home, but no one could be found.

Sit down, pour yourself a glass of red wine, and drink it in one gulp.

At this time, Wang Liang suddenly noticed that the two wine glasses on the table were both half full.

I quickly picked it up and smelled it, confirming that it had just been poured.

Wang Liang stood up suddenly. He had a strong intuition that Uncle Zang Xiang was in this room!

Suddenly he recalled that the guard at the door who was killed by him had a device with an indicator light and a small speaker installed on his desk, which looked like a pager.

It must have been installed later, because all the wiring is open.

Wang Liang returned to the bedroom door and searched for it.

This is a parallel circuit, with a button on the bedside and one under the desk.

In other words, whether you take it off at the bedside or press it at the desk, there will be a prompt on the door guard's desk.

There was no one on the bed and no one at the desk.

For some reason, Wang Liang always felt that something was not quite right.

"What's the problem? What's wrong?"

Wang Liang's brain was running rapidly, and he began to recall Uncle Zang Xiang's resume information, trying to find clues from it.

Uncle Zang Xiang once lived in Europe in his middle age. He was very interested in and researched European medieval history.

Thinking of this, Wang Liang couldn't help laughing, he finally figured it out!

Europeans in the Middle Ages had a habit of living in box beds.

The advantage of sleeping this way is that you can keep other people out and protect your privacy during bedtime.

Many poor families live in a small house with only one or two rooms, the larger of which is often used as a living room and bedroom.

Therefore, by living in a box bed, you can very well protect your privacy while sleeping.

Not only the poor, but in medieval Europe, even if there were big houses or palaces, servants would stay in the same room as the master for the convenience of service.

For Uncle Zang Xiang, the box bed can not only isolate the guards outside, but also prevent assassinations targeting him.

Thinking of this, Wang Liang's eyes fell on this two-meter-wide bed.

When he entered the room, he felt that the bed seemed a bit awkward.

The height of a normal bed is between forty and fifty centimeters.

But the height of this bed must be at least eighty centimeters, and that's even with a five centimeter thin mattress.

What is the purpose of making the bed so high?

Storage?

With such a big villa, what can’t be put there? Is there still less space under the bed?

Taking a closer look, the line from the bedside pager button ends here, branches off again, and goes to the box under the bed.

There must be something fishy underneath the bed!

Thinking of this, Wang Liang lifted up the mattress and the bed board along with it.

All I saw below were two naked bodies.

Uncle Zang Xiang, who was sleeping with his sweetheart in his arms, was woken up and cursed angrily:

"Asshole! I didn't call you, why did you come in?! Get out of here!"

Uncle Zang Xiang thought it was the guard on duty at the door. After scolding him, he changed into a comfortable position and planned to continue sleeping. After all, he had just taken the sleeping pill and it was very strong.

But after a while, I saw that the other party had not closed the coffin lid, and the sweet girl in his arms seemed to be trembling.

Uncle Zang Xiang immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly put on his glasses to check the situation.

All he saw was a black muzzle pointing at him, and a smiling face.

Wang Liang said jokingly: "It's really difficult to meet Director Zang, but you made it easy for me to find him!"

Wang Liang noticed that under the bed, it could be said that although it was a small sparrow, it had all the internal organs and was equipped with ventilation equipment.

The ground must have sunk a few dozen centimeters, so it's very spacious inside and doesn't feel crowded at all.

Three people can sleep in it without any problem.

"If I guessed correctly, the little brother should be a member of the military commander, right?" Uncle Zang Xiang was relatively calm and did not panic. He sat up and asked Wang Liang.

"I know what you're holding in. You want to delay the time, and then find an opportunity to press the pager to call someone, right? Come on, let me press it for you." After that, Wang Liang helped Uncle Zang Xiang press the button on the box.

But there was no reaction, because the thread had been cut by Wang Liang with his belt sword.

Uncle Zang Xiang was quite thick-skinned, and he was not too embarrassed after his little plan was discovered. He just lifted the wooden board on the ground again.

"Little brother, don't be nervous, I will show you something, you will definitely like it."

Inside I saw a bunch of small goldfish and a colorful knife full of Japanese yen, U.S. dollars, French currency, and British pounds.

"Little brother, as long as you let me go, these are all yours. With these, you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life." Uncle Zang Xiang didn't believe that the money could not impress Wang Liang.

Snap Gou——

Wang Liang was very upset while playing the hide-and-seek game. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Uncle Zang Xiang, let alone play the game. He pulled the trigger and shot, and said:

"Confused! The money I paid to beat you to death is mine!"

Uncle Zang Xiang: "..."

Speechless, Uncle Zang Xiang, a traitor with a long history of crimes, died.

But before he died, he felt that there was nothing wrong with what Wang Liang said...

The plump beauty in Uncle Zang Xiang's arms was undoubtedly frightened by Wang Liang who did not follow the routine:

"Don't kill me. I'm yours. You can do whatever you want. Just let me serve you from now on."

Snap Gou——

Wang Liang shot this woman in the temple:

"Sweeping! What cadre can't stand such a test? Do you think I didn't see the cherry blossoms tattooed on your butt?"

Wang Liang had long noticed that this woman's feet had traces of wearing clogs for a long time, so she must be a Japanese agent.

This kind of harm is naturally caused by... No, it cannot be tolerated.

Although the warheads are highly poisonous, safety comes first when doing things, so it is better to be more cautious.

Wang Liang shot Uncle Zang Xiang again at the heart, ensuring that he was completely dead and could not be revived.

Then he took out a miniature camera and took pictures of the body.

Try to capture all the details as much as possible.

Seeing that he still had plenty of time, Wang Liang went directly into the darkroom to develop the photos.

Then he found a leather bag, put the pile of small yellow croakers and dozens of wads of banknotes, and fled.
Chapter completed!