On the wall of Curie's office is a drawing of the U.S. Congress.

When Wang Dengming saw it for the first time, he had a strange idea in his heart: why there is no map or drawings of beautiful women in the office.

On the screen, the bright dome of the United States Capitol Building shines with the light of power in the dark winter sky.

Seeing Wang Dengming staring at the screen, Xuejiang Juli said: "That is the treasure place, there are too many secrets."

"From a psychological perspective, do you want to be a SWAT officer in the Capitol?"

"I'm not interested in SWAT."

"I see, you have ambitions beyond being like the earth leaving the sun."

The two joked with each other.

"Let's talk about villa eucalyptus. You have been investigating for ten years and briefly share your summary."

"Simple----summary?"

"yes."

"Do you need me to summarize? Director Sith praised you so much that I..."

"Don't listen to him. Sith are a piece of stinking shit and never speak human words."

Xuejiang Curie subconsciously touched his nose.

"Don't be surprised, he's just bullshit. This guy always gives me problems, like a villa."

"Well, I have summarized two points. The first point is that the name of the villa is related to religion. The place was first a monastery and later became a nunnery. There are still existing buildings around the villa, like that

Damn dirt road.”

"What about the second point?"

“Angels and devils are exactly the same—transformable archetypes—and all opposites have this characteristic: the guardian angel defeats your enemy in battle, and in the eyes of your enemy he is the devil who destroys everything.

.”

Wang Dengming: "As a second point, you are not like a policeman, but more like a doctor from a seminary."

"In that villa, God, Allah, Buddha, Christ, ghosts, Solomon, perverts, and demons coexist."

"This is the result of your investigation, avant-garde."

"Don't give me shame, you still have something to say: no wonder you can't get promoted, you deserve it."

Wang Dengming wanted to explain, but Xuejiang Juli lowered his voice and whispered in the tone of a conspirator, "How will you feel when you kneel under an ancient torture instrument?"

"Does this have anything to do with eucalyptus?"

"I think you have found some clues about the gallows in the villa."

Wang Dengming suddenly fell into a state of contemplation.

"You shouldn't buy that villa, it's a suicide ploy."

"How to say?"
Chapter completed!