Suddenly, a vague thought flashed through Si Baining's mind. He stood there, desperately trying to seize that moment of inspiration, but he was as powerless as a baby who had lost his footing and fell into the water, and there was nothing he could do.

The clock rang again, and unknowingly an hour had passed. Si Boning stared at the dilapidated clock for a moment, and finally caught the flash of thought.

Clock! This is the clock.

Si Baining walked to the clock with squinting eyes, looking up and down as if it were a naughty child who tore his clothes. Si Baining pinched his chin solemnly and silently, and suddenly kicked towards the clock, causing sawdust to fall down.

, but the clock remained motionless.

There was a numbing pain in the sole of his foot, and Si Baining twitched his mouth and couldn't help laughing. As he expected, this clock was the key to the code. After discovering this mystery, Si Baining dismantled the clock without waiting.

It was torn into pieces. He didn't have time to study it carefully. Although this destructive behavior was violent, it was also the fastest way.

After a while, the entire clock was dismantled by Spinning, leaving only a small part where the hammer was connected to the floor. The pendulum still swayed left and right in a unique rhythm, and a golden gear about ten centimeters in diameter in the connected metal plate followed the rhythm.

Bounce back and forth in the gaps.

Si Bo Ning found three circles of circular notches on the bottom of the clock hammer, and each movement of the gear did not exceed the range of these three circles of scratches. Si Bai Ning patiently observed each step of the gear's movement for about fifteen years.

After about a minute or so, Si Boning finally discovered that the movement of the gear was regular.

He was so pleasantly surprised that he simply leaned down and grabbed a piece of glass. The gears suddenly bounced to the outermost ring, and sometimes stayed on the first ring. Under the same rhythm, they would occasionally miss the beat and seem to stand still... Si Baining followed this

Patterns are carved on the wooden floor with pieces of glass.

"3,2,2,1,0,2,2,3,2,2,1,0,2,2..."

Si Baining concentrated on writing about twenty groups of numbers, and found that the pattern actually only existed in the first seven digits. The order from smallest to largest was: 1, 0 (empty), 2, 2, 3, 2, 2. Si Baining

As if he had found a treasure, Ning read these numbers twice to make sure his memory was firm. He immediately turned back to the big iron plate under the desk and carefully pressed the numbers one by one.

Si Baining held his breath and stared nervously at the metal platform under him. After a moment, there was no movement. Could it be that he had suppressed it? Si Baining quickly jumped up from the ground.

I stood far away, but there was still no metal platform.

The room gradually became quiet, and it actually felt a bit eerie. Si Baining suppressed the nervousness in his heart, wiped the sweat from his face, and then noticed that the pendulum standing in the corner had stopped at some point.

No wonder he always felt that something was wrong in the room. It was just that he was too nervous just now and did not notice this small change. Si Baining walked back to the clock position. It turned out that it was not only the pendulum that was stationary, but also the gears that had been bouncing.

At this time, it also resets back to the dark nest at the bottom.

Si Baining stretched out his hand and pushed it gently, and the pendulum and the metal platform at the bottom moved in response, revealing a safe about a foot wide.

Si Baining took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing excitedly. At this time, he was too excited to speak. He just leaned over and looked at the sandalwood box in the safe and giggled.

This box occupies three-quarters of the space of the safe. The lid is a natural purple color and has a simple and solemn texture. The pattern on the lid is exquisitely carved, and there is a giant golden snake in the middle of the box.

statue.

It must be right! The secret of the Kabbalah family should be hidden here!

Si Baining thought, and the movements of his hands became more cautious. He wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes, and then slowly and solemnly grasped the edge of the sandalwood box with both hands and took out the box.

The box was not as heavy as he had imagined, but it was not light either. Si Baining was almost unsteady due to his nervousness. When he finally held the box in his arms, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After looking around and making sure that there was no place to put the box in the study that he had smashed, Spinning simply walked into Thomas' bedroom through the secret door with the box in his arms.

Spinning placed the box solemnly on Thomas' big bed. He himself couldn't tell where this inexplicable awe came from, but he had to do it, as if his attitude was casual, it would be a great blasphemy.

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The sandalwood box had no lock, and Si Baining effortlessly opened the lid and put it aside. As expected, there was an envelope and a metal object slightly larger than a pocket watch quietly placed in the center of the box.

Si Baining first took out the envelope, squeezed it in his hand, and frowned. It was so thin, so it shouldn't contain the details of the Kabbalah family's industry. Si Baining sighed lightly and saw that the wax seal was intact.

, then carefully opened the envelope from the corner.

Inside the envelope were several pieces of paper with signs of age. The handwriting inside was a bit sloppy, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be some kind of ancient artistic font. Si Baining took a cursory look and found that the content inside was unfamiliar and dark, about

It tells the story of a group of medieval philosophers who inspired the creation of a new century.

Si Baining curled his lips, threw the letter aside, and fiddled with the palm-sized round object studded with gems. This metal object was similar to a pocket watch, but it had no pointer numbers. The front and rear sides were inlaid with various gems to resemble a galaxy map.

pattern, Si Baining flipped it back and forth on his palm, and the gemstones would automatically shift and stay in the same spatial position.

Although these metal objects were exquisite and ingenious, Spinning was still not interested in them. For him, what he had obtained with so much effort turned out to be these two useless things.

Annoyed, Si Boning still carefully put the two items back into the box in their original positions. Thinking that the lockbox under the clock had been destroyed, Si Boning simply left the box in Thomas' room and walked out alone.

It seemed that he had to search again. Thinking of this, Si Baining felt that his eyes were filled with darkness.

Over the years, he has searched almost all the places he had suspected. The only study room that he had no chance to search was thoroughly searched by him today. Where will the will that records the family's mysterious wealth be placed?

Si Baining stood in the corridor at a loss. He couldn't help but grab his hair and let out a shrill roar...

"ah--"

On the top floor of Sean Industrial Building, a handsome and handsome young man stood on the edge of the building.

He was wearing a light gray suit, and if it weren't for his sad face and red eyes, no one would have thought that the heartbreaking words just now came from his mouth.

After venting his roar, Xiao Yinuo's chest still rose and fell violently. He looked down at his feet, as if he were standing on the edge of a cliff and soaring in the clouds. If he fell from this height, the effect should be similar to that of a plane crash. Xiao Yinuo thought of this,

Unconsciously, he smiled bitterly.

That laughter was indeed worse than crying, but he couldn't restrain his heart-piercing despicable emotions. He hated! He hated himself for being so cowardly that he couldn't even control his own little emotions. He even hated fate for playing tricks on him and letting his father die.

He was criticized, but he had to grow up and live under the supervision of a suspect who killed his father.

A gust of cold wind hit, and Xiao Yinuo felt his cheeks become cold. He raised his hand, and tears that had been left for some time covered his entire face.

"Mr. Xiao, the special plane is ready and can leave immediately."

Secretary Gu Jiajia came to the rooftop at some unknown time. Xiao Yinuo did not turn around immediately after hearing her words. It took him about five seconds to wait for his mood to stabilize before he said slowly: "No rush, wait until I finish taking a shower before setting off. I'll go a little later."

, can’t die either.”

After saying that, Xiao Yinuo turned around and left.

Gu Jiajia looked at Xiao Yinuo's straight back, took a deep breath and shook her head helplessly...

At this time, Jia Huan was wrapped in a thin blanket and sitting on the stretcher carried by the rescuers, still shivering uncontrollably. All she heard was Russian chattering with tongues curled up. The rescuers were wearing yellow one-piece down jackets and were everywhere.

The search was busy, and when they saw that Jia Huan was not injured, they left her aside and didn't care about her anymore.

Fortunately, there were not many people injured, and they were all minor injuries. The plane successfully made an emergency landing on a hillside, and the local temperature was only more than ten degrees below zero. For people in St. Petersburg, this temperature may be normal, but Jia Huan had already been frozen.

My lips turned blue, there was no warmth in my whole body, and even my hair was covered with a layer of white frost.

Jia Huan thought that Si Baining would leave for Dongling tomorrow, and she had to arrive before him no matter what. She couldn't waste time here, so she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and wanted to contact Zhao Nianen. Jia Huan pressed the secretary button.

Before he opened his mouth, he heard a message saying that Zhao Nianen arrived in St. Petersburg three hours after taking the special plane.

Jia Huan's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect Zhao Nianen to be so well-informed. Could it be that he has been monitoring her whereabouts? Jia Huan pressed the phone and simply stayed where he was without thinking.

At this time, Quan Ziqiang's voice came from behind. Jia Huan didn't look back. It sounded like he was also on the phone.

"I can't attend today's meeting. Didn't you watch the news?!..."

When Jia Huan heard this, he thought that such a major accident would naturally be followed by news. It was not surprising that Zhao Nianen got the news. Besides, Quan Ziqiang was also in Sean Industrial, so the news would naturally be transmitted faster.

The Russian rescue team quickly transferred all passengers to land safely. Except for the injured who was picked up by a professional ambulance, a total of 89 passengers, including family members, took three buses and drove to St. Petersburg Pulkovo International Airport.

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Quan Ziqiang was supposed to take the next car, so when he saw Jia Huan getting on the bus, he followed him. He sat next to Jia Huan and rubbed his hands with a smile. He was about to speak, but saw Jia Huan turn her head towards the car window, so he had no choice but to say something.

Swallowed it back.

This man had a high degree of education, but his character was obviously not at the same level. Jia Huan didn't bother to say anything more to him.

Quan Ziqiang coughed twice in embarrassment, folded his hands and rubbed them again. Finally he couldn't help but want to show off the news he just heard to Jia Huan:
Chapter completed!