Following everyone, Ronan came to the outdoor terrace on the top floor of the castle.
The servants and housekeepers did not dare to sit down and stood respectfully on both sides.
Now, it was clear who the Bruce family members were.
Jerry, Beatrice and Ronan were sitting at the same table.
The position was right next to Tom, keeping enough distance from Mark.
Next to Tom, sat a man and a woman, who should be his wife and son.
The woman is about forty years old, jeweled and elegant.
His son is approaching 20, and the years have not yet faded the greenness from his brows.
Next to Tom's family is Mark Bruce.
There was no family around him, so he seemed to be a single man.
Under the lackluster sunshine, the servant quickly brought the coffee.
Jerry didn't appreciate Mark's coffee.
He waved his hand to refuse and motioned to the servant to take it away: "I grind the coffee myself, so it feels more secure to drink."
After saying that, he tilted his head, and the servant behind him took out the ground coffee beans and handed it over.
As a guest, Jerry's behavior was a bit of a slap in the host's face.
Especially the last sentence seems to have something else to say.
The servant serving coffee stood there and looked at the owner of the house, Mark, awkwardly.
He didn't know whether he should take the coffee bean powder or not.
Beatrice tugged on Jerry's clothes, but the latter ignored her, as if he was determined to embarrass the head of the family.
Mark's face was calm, showing no emotion or anger: "If he doesn't want to drink, just make another drink."
As if he had been granted amnesty, the servant took the ground coffee beans and left in a hurry.
The atmosphere was awkward, and women were very keen on this.
Tom and Jerry's wives looked at each other and broke the deadlock by chatting about domestic matters.
After a while, the topic turned to Ronan's return.
As the saying goes, if you talk too much, you will miss the mark.
Ronan knew nothing about the past events of his body and rarely participated in the discussion.
Occasionally mentioned, he would just smile in agreement and continue to maintain his aloof persona.
After the coffee interlude, it was soon noon and it was time to have lunch.
The dishes are richer than yesterday, and there are many varieties.
Ronan ignored Jerry's suggestive cold look and ate to his heart's content.
There should be many people who know about the conflict between Mark and Jerry. Please find time to ask.
Hey, don't tell me, the snails and caviar taste really good.
After the meal, Mark took the initiative to invite Ronan to go hunting on the island.
He thought about this ice-breaking behavior again and again, but still refused.
Ronan is now focused on Ayuya's portrait.
He also wanted to stay up early until night so that he could open the keyhole and explore some secret room.
I don't have much interest in hunting or anything like that.
Mark didn't force it and left with Tom and his family.
Ronan paid close attention to the fact that there were servants on standby in the hall, but instead of taking action, he had no choice but to return to the arranged room in frustration.
There was a TV in the room, which was a bit unexpected.
We passed the time with cowboy westerns and soap operas, and soon it was evening.
When it was time for the dinner, Mark and Tom's family had not returned yet.
A servant came to inform them that they had gained a lot. They spent the night at the outpost on the top of the mountain and would not come back tonight.
The head of the family was not there, but the dinner did not neglect Jerry's family at all.
After eating and drinking, Ronan left the table.
On the way back to the room, he charmed the accompanying maid and asked Jerry about the reason for the rift between Jerry and Mark.
It is said that the two had constant conflicts in the past, with each other winning and losing.
After Mark found a will to succeed the family, he took over part of Jerry's business.
This kind of thing involving financial interests became the trigger for the breakdown of the relationship, and Jerry even made a big fuss over it.
Afterwards, through Tom's coordination, Mark gave up the relevant business.
But Jerry was still as bad-tempered as ever and was always against Mark.
Ronan sneered, this cheap father is really unreasonable.
He called up the system, loaded the file and returned to the dinner party.
I tasted the untouched dishes one by one and had a full meal.
After the meal, the head maid sent him back to his room, then said goodbye and left.
Tonight, Mark and Tom's family are not at the castle, which is a godsend!
Ronan would not miss the opportunity tonight. He watched TV until twelve o'clock before getting ready to go out.
After saving the file, Ronan crept into the hall.
The moon hangs high and everything is quiet.
The servants of the castle had to get up early, but they had already rested.
There was no one else in the hall.
Ronan came to Ayuya's portrait, stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently.
As for the answer to the riddle on the iron plate, he didn't bother to decipher it and took out the master key.
The key inserted easily into the keyhole, and there seemed to be no restrictions.
As the key changed automatically, Ronan held it and twisted it, and the sound of mechanical gears turning was heard from behind the wall.
After a while, a secret passage only for one person was revealed.
Ronan saved a file and walked inside.
He didn't have a torch, so he used the weak light of his mobile phone to explore the way forward.
After walking for more than ten steps, it seemed like he had stepped on something.
The passage behind him closed with the sound of gears turning.
Ronan saved the file before entering, and continued to move forward without any panic.
The secret passage is not large, with stone structures on both sides.
Ronan walked forward while touching the wall.
At the beginning, the stones on the wall were a little rough and prickly, but as we went to the back, the stone walls became smoother and smoother.
At the end of the passage, there is a wooden door.
Ronan opened the door and came to a place that looked like a cellar.
The illumination distance of the mobile phone light is limited, so it is impossible to confirm whether there is something hidden in those dark places.
The temperature in the cellar was a bit low, so Ronan tightened his collar.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, except for the sound of his own breathing.
Using the light of the mobile phone to circle around, it can be roughly confirmed that the cellar is only more than 30 square meters, so the space is not large.
There seemed to be murals carved on the stone wall, but the patterns on it were blurry, only mottled old red and green.
In the corner, Ronan found several wooden pillars built up.
A stone slab was placed on the pillar, half of which was inserted into the wall.
Ronan frowned slightly and began to check.
There was nothing unusual about the wooden pillars.
The stone slabs have been roughly polished and have a smooth surface.
If this kind of thing is useless, it would be too out of place in a secret room.
Is it some kind of agency
Ronan groped back and forth on the stone slab with his hands, and even pushed it, but he didn't see any mechanism being triggered.
After careful observation, he found clues.
In the vertical angle gap between the stone slab and the wall, there is a groove two fingers wide.
Glancing at the slot, Ronan rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his right hand.
He put his middle finger and ring finger together, stretched them into the groove and pulled them up and down.
Ronan's movements are very skillful and his fingers are strong.
There was only a crisp sound, followed by the sound of a series of gears turning.
The mottled wall next to it suddenly opened...