He simply turned on the lights in the room and searched quickly.

The attic has two floors.

A few minutes.

Dean took a rough look at all the rooms.

There is no one at all.

besides.

Dean found traces of human life in the utility room on the first floor.

Look at the clothing and accessories.

It is similar to the pajamas of the man who died on the second floor.

But the bed in the utility room was surprisingly luxurious and incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Dean guessed that Bronhagen did live in the master bedroom on the second floor, but when he went to sleep, he changed beds with the servants in a stupid way.

What about others?

If you don't sleep at night, where will you die?

"Bronhagen's whereabouts outside have never been hidden from the believers in the town. Every day, people post things about his farming on the Internet, which means that he does live here."

Since it's not in the attic on the outside.

That is, there is a darkroom under the attic!

Dean thought of the many surveillance circuits that needed to be laid out, rushed out of the house, glanced around at the exposed circuits outside, his eyes lit up, and he rushed towards the kitchen behind the attic.

now.

In the basement, an old man in his fifties frowned and looked into the camera, rushing toward the masked man at the basement entrance.

He sighed, took out a set of shabby priest robes from outside the bed, put them on, stood in front of the cold guns hanging on the wall, and prayed devoutly: "Great Lord, believer Amodoka will offer you a

Lost lamb, may your great Holy Spirit protect me”

Beyond a wall.

Fierce gunfire sounded.

The other party has discovered the entrance and is destroying the mechanism!

The old man remained unmoved. After he finished his prayer devoutly, he grabbed the large rotating spray gun in front of him that was as thick as an adult's arm. He casually hung the large bullet string on the wall like a bunch of garlic around his neck and walked calmly towards the tunnel.

Entrance.

He killed countless people for the Lord throughout his life, and his hands were full of blood.

Just an intruder.

Kill them like butchering dogs.

This is also the main reason why Archbishop Bronhagen dared to live in the manor with his two old servants even though he had done all the bad things!

On the one hand, the vigilance method that is not good enough is on the one hand.

The protection of a down-and-out ‘Punishing Knight’ is also a very important aspect!

bump!

A muffled sound!

The connection was violently destroyed.

The disguised iron gate slammed into the underground passage.

Without even looking, Dean put his gun into the tunnel, pulled the trigger and swept randomly, trying to cover all the areas at the end of the tunnel.

Dangdangdang~

The crisp sound of bullet casings falling to the ground continued.

Until the magazine is emptied.

Dean just put on a new drum magazine and jumped into the tunnel.

All I could see was the brightly lit end of the tunnel.

An old man with a thick frame was supported by an exaggerated spray gun. His body was covered with bullet holes and bloodstains. His eyes were wide open and he looked at Dean who jumped into the passage with a dead look on his face.

Dean: ".I really hit the unlucky guy."

With a cautious attitude, he thought of frying first regardless of whether there were fish or not. Unexpectedly, a fish took the bait automatically and was waiting for him on the other side of the channel.

Don't say it.

This old man looks powerful in appearance, and the spray gun is probably also very powerful.

Once the opponent shoots.

In a narrow tunnel, people will become a sieve when they enter.

Dean touched the authentic soil and confirmed his idea. He was a little worried at first and breathed a sigh of relief.

There shouldn't be any other way out of this place, and it's unlikely that self-destruction explosives are hidden.

This is his experience.

Places like tunnels are either used for escape or for hiding in private places, and they all require strong privacy.

In ancient times, nobles and rich people could kill construction workers.

It's much more troublesome in modern times.

The key is that Bronhagen cannot do these things due to his identity.

Although he is the Archbishop of the Catholic Church in Los Angeles, he is more like a courtesan, with great influence and wide connections, but he no longer has the status he had hundreds of years ago.

Otherwise, you would not run the high risk of ruining your reputation.

Go and eat the marrow of those old people.

He needs money to maintain his communication and status!

Therefore, this underground secret room should be used more for hiding secrets.

Reality is not a movie.

Not every underground passage is full of agencies.

This thing is not that easy to make, and it can easily fall into disrepair and injure one's own people.

Since someone is guarding the passage.

This shows that it is unlikely that there is a mechanism in the channel.

Dean walked close to the wall and quickly walked up to the old man who was still staring at death. After looking at him twice, he turned his attention to the front.

The passage he passed was more like a hallway.

Inside, there is a small cubicle that is only about five square meters.

A bed and half a wall of monitors take up almost all the space.

Outside the compartment, there is another open and close door.

There's a lot of commotion outside.

In the inner compartment, there was no response at all.

I don’t know if the people inside were frightened, or the soundproofing here was so good that the people inside didn’t know what was going on outside.

Simply search for it.

Dean didn't find the key.

This thing should be open normally. Only when someone goes in can this seemingly heavy door be closed from the inside.

This made Dean even more interested in what was inside.

He carefully observed the structure of the compartment door.

After all, he is a man with the L1 theft skill. Although he is not proficient, he also has a certain understanding of the structural structure of door locks.

This door can be broken!

Dean raised his foot and was about to kick it towards the connection point of the door. Then he seemed to think of something and grabbed the dead body that was leaning against the wall. He dragged it close to the compartment door and then kicked it down hard.

Touch~

The sound of violent impact echoed in the narrow underground space.

The dust swished away.

There were obvious cracks in the area where the door connected to the wall.

There's drama!

Dean became energetic and used ancient Muay Thai to exert force. He concentrated his power on the connecting position with each kick. After a dozen kicks, there was a muffled click.
To be continued...