Elena barely paused, lifted her skirt and turned to leave. After a burst of high-heeled footsteps, there was the sound of a door closing.
Ye Wangchuan waited for a few minutes until the footsteps outside gradually faded away.
His eyes darkened and he thought for a few seconds. He raised his hand and put the file bag he had just taken out back, then walked to the next room.
When you walk out of this room, there is a long corridor outside that seems to have no end.
The floor of the corridor is covered with Perth carpets, and every few steps you can see a new famous painting hanging on the wall as a decoration.
If he had not been there in person, he would have doubted that he had walked into a famous museum of the Middle Ages, admiring the famous paintings on the walls and the sculptures everywhere.
There are many rooms on one floor, dozens of them with no end in sight.
Ye Wangchuan was not sure whether the next room she mentioned was the left or the right, but he saw a faint yellow light coming through the gap in the room on the right.
He raised his leg, turned to the right, and pushed open the door of the room.
When he entered, he saw the same room filled with bookshelves as the one he had stayed in before, as well as file bags everywhere.
But what’s a little different from the previous room is that this room looks more like someone uses it regularly.
Because in addition to the numerous file bags in the room, there is also a square desk in front of the bookshelf, and next to the desk there is a spacious sofa for rest.
Ye Wangchuan glanced around the room. There was no one else in the room. Sai Lan was not there. Only the closet was burning hot, and the room was warm as spring.
He walked in, went straight to the bookshelf, and pulled out one of the file bags according to the time marked in Italian on it.
The timeline of the major confidential documents from all over the world recorded in the file bag here was indeed pushed forward one year to 2004.
He pointed his fingertips and read carefully word by word.
…
Outside.
A leisurely figure appeared in the corridor where no one was supposed to come. He was wearing a suit jacket and a bow tie, looking like a guest. He seemed to know the way here and walked forward leisurely.
There are thousands of rooms here.
Even if surveillance cameras are installed, this is one of the residences of the Theron family. Who would allow someone to keep an eye on every inch of their home at all times
In addition, a grand dinner is being held tonight, and the castle's surveillance is at its weakest point. Even if the guards see someone going upstairs.
When they saw that the other party was dressed formally for a banquet, they just thought that it was the Ten Elders who asked someone to come up.
Qiao Nian found half of the room smoothly.
The rooms here are not locked, and can be opened by just turning the handle. But Qiao Nian didn't do that, as it would be too conspicuous.
She just glanced at the rooms out of the corner of her eye to see if there were any lights on, and if there were none, she continued walking forward.
Just like that, we reached the 23rd room.
She finally saw the faint light coming from the floor of the room.
Qiao Nian walked forward, put his hand on the door handle and prepared to open the door.
…
at the same time.
Ye Wangchuan also noticed something strange in the room.
He dropped the document he was reading, rested his palms on the desk, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and turned his ferocious gaze to the only place in the room that might have a problem - the burning closet!
Sai Lan put drugs in it!
He had anticipated all kinds of dangers, maybe it would be life-threatening, maybe they wanted to break his hands and feet to force him to obey... but he had never thought that Sai Lan would use such a low-brow method. (End of this chapter)