The next morning, Shesky got out of bed rubbing his eyes, leaving only his younger siblings with him, and the three Ian were gone.

There was a still hot breakfast on the table, and a bowl of sticky green grass juice, and I didn't know if I could eat it.

Forget it, the other party is a noble lord, and it is difficult for a countryman to mix with his affairs. Thinking about it, Shesky swept away the breakfast without any psychological burden.

At this moment, the three Ian had already left the town.

No one had seen where they had gone, and this time their whereabouts were even more hidden than last night, and not only had Isha used her most proud magic, but Ian had also pulled out his own bottom.

"Young Master, isn't this grass juice a little stinky?" Isa's pretty little face was covered with black and green stripes, which, according to Ian, were useful for hiding her whereabouts.

"Stinky better, more grass-like. Ian folded his fingers together and lay lightly in the jungle, and with Isa's enhanced magic, the three of them moved forward at a very fast speed.

This time, Ian didn't even bring a case. The assembled sniper gun was behind his back, two sabers were stuck in his black tights, and his bare arms and face were painted with homemade camouflage, but he was still not at ease.

If the highest level of operations in the House of Lords were to be assessed, Ian would rather believe that they were a sufficiently modern force. He had seen the technology in Covey City, and the weapons on his body were only the tip of the iceberg, and he was worried about things like infantry mines or drones.

I just hope that what is here is not important, so that they will not be left behind. But looking at the quality of the soldier last night, Ian felt that his head was big.

Because none of the people around him are professionally trained.

Isha was still wiping her face, believing that magic was more than Ian's coating. As for Nemesis, although he doesn't like to talk, Ian can also see his reluctance.

These two people are clearly one of the strongest in the Manda country, and there is such a thing hidden in the jungle, and it is estimated that they have never done it.

"It should be here. Ian poked his head out of the grass and took in the terrain around him.

It's the same place at the foot of a mountain, but across the street is where they went last night. So this is where the sniper stays.

From here, you can already see the villa half-surrounded by mountains. The rooms are not as many as mansions and castles, but the equipment inside should be readily available, and it can be seen at a glance that it is the handiwork of the nobility.

It's just that this place seems to have been abandoned for a long time, weeds have climbed the originally neat lawn, and the wind and rain have eroded the snow-white bricks and tiles, and it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

There is only an iron fence surrounding the villa, and it is not difficult to break through. The point is to walk through a wide lawn on the way to the building.

Now there are two paths, one is to believe that no one can see through Isa's magic, so they swagger in, and the second is to stay here and kill all the snipers before quickly sneaking into the villa.

"Isha, do you know sorcery?" Ian asked suddenly.

"Young Master, the Black Tower doesn't teach witchcraft. No one will, and a lot of contradiction. ”

"Then can you imitate it, it's that I want others to know that this has nothing to do with me. Ian's fingers subconsciously rubbed the muzzle of the gun sticking out from his back: "I want to light a fire." ”

"If it's a parody...... I can try, witchcraft has its own properties, and it also leaves a special mark when casting. Isha raised her right hand, and a scarlet pattern appeared on it, the same "witch" they had seen in the alley yesterday.

"No...... Don't use his, just change one. Ian's hairs stood on end, and then he pointed to the other side of the jungle and said, "You go around from here to the back of the mountain, which is the forest we saw yesterday, and slowly light the forest fire." It was agreed that in an hour and a half, I would enter the villa from here. ”

Isha nodded, increased Ian's protective magic to the limit, and gave him a lot of magic weapons to escape. Nemesis was also following beside him, and ordinary soldiers couldn't help him, probably the young master was just worried that this operation would be discovered.

You can't risk being discovered, and you can't attack the other party, so the third way is to find a way to divert the target and divert the attention of the other party.

At least when I talk about it in the future, I have a reason to frame it on others.

Shortly after Isha left, Ian saw a man carrying a case similar to his, carrying equipment, cautiously touching the hillside.

In the same way, a location drawn by him also found the figure of the enemy.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Ian looked at his watch and began to hand over shifts. The sniper who left was probably the same man he had seen last night, with mercenary features on his face and a stubble that was disheveled, but he walked with great care and alertness.

He remembered the information Parsa had given him, among the hundreds of special mercenaries in the capital under Grant's jurisdiction, four of them belonged to the traversers, they came from Huaxia Kingdom, and they all coincidentally did their old jobs.

If you can use your influence to control this team in your hands, you can take the initiative to some extent.

As he was thinking, an hour passed quickly, and Ian noticed that the snipers in those two positions were starting to adjust their positions. From his vantage point, he could only see something moving in the grass, and in the next instant, a very thin barrel sticked out of the grass like a reed, and shifted its position.

After another moment, a wisp of scorched black smoke was seen behind the mountain, and an unknown mountain fire began to burn, and the shape of the mountain fire was ignited, and from the mountain, it was the coat of arms of the Wu clan.

"Nemesis, it's our turn. "Isha should have been at last night's sniper spot, and if something happens, Ian will run in that direction as best he can.

Nemesis followed Ian without alarming any insects and birds, and threw himself into the iron fence not far away, and with a slight leap, he fell into the weeds.

Ian glanced out of the corner of his eye, the sniper should have been completely absorbed by the wildfire, and he should have been a little distracted in the short two minutes.

In addition, even if someone is found to have broken in, it may not be possible to suspect Ian.

The two quickly rushed to the villa, bypassed the gate, and came to the corner of the blind spot with the other party. Then Ian pulled out a few tools from his backpack, expertly removed half of the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, and slipped inside.

Ian didn't move in the dust, hiding behind the wall and listening carefully to the movements around him.

Except for the faint sound of Nemesis' breathing, there was nothing.

"Let's go, let's see what the hell is hidden here. Ian thought of the black-robed figure, shook his head, and swaggered down the dusty red carpet.

The villa is decorated in a similar style to Ian's house, with each room having its own bookcase, on which the books appear to have been turned over, some scattered on the floor, like the scene of a burglary.

"My memory...... emm, I think this should be a study, and ...... My parents' bedroom. By the way, is my mother here?" Ian seemed to remember something, his mother never seemed to be present in the villa. That time, only his father took him, and two servants.

Opening the study, a strong smell of mimeographs came to his nose, and the sealed books finally saw a living person, Ian looked down at the papers scattered on the ground, and only felt that his head was big.

He crawled on the ground and began to investigate.

There is a murder to be profiled, but Ian can't even see what's going on here. It is likely that the books on the ground were searched by the House of Lords after the incident, and if there was a fight, there would have been books that had been torn apart.

Here, not intense.

There were no traces of a fight, no blood, not even a cleaned water stain, as if it was just the owner leaving the place and nothing happened.

In the study, in the living room, and even in the basement, Ian had rummaged through almost every inch of the floor and could not find anything.

As for whether it was possible that Ian only knew about the password, just kidding, he didn't have much memory left, and now tell me the password?

"Young Master, why don't we go back today?" Nemesis glanced at the sun outside the window that was gradually sinking in the west.

"It's not necessary, it's really not possible, it's okay to stay all day, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning. Ian thought to himself that he should suffer a little, the aristocratic life made him feel a little slack, and this mission was a good means of training.

"You can't find it like this, young master, you can think of something that only you know. ”

"I know, I ......," Ian muttered to himself, "I know I'm going to look for it again?"

However, he still gave up on the method of carpet search, and it is true that memory is the most effective method. So he sat back in his study, Nemesis cleaned the table, wiped the ashes off, and Ian's familiarity suddenly became much stronger.

Study, book, Ian III. Ian's eyes were closed, and he had once stood at his desk, facing his father. Ian couldn't remember what he said, but ...... Yes, he led him to another place.

Ian sleepwalked through the villa, from the study to the living room, and finally, to the bathroom.

"Young Master. Nemesis watched as Ian slowly touched a tile and sliced it open, revealing the combination lock inside.

It's not Arabic numerals, it's letters.

The combination lock is some years old, but there is no trace of the code from the keys, and the person who opened it must be careful not to leave a handle for others.

This place, they should have looked for it, but they didn't crack the code.

Ian hesitated for a moment, pressed the code, and soon, a slight sound appeared in the wall, and then Ian heard a voice coming from the hall.

The secret door is open.

"You know what, Nemesis, I'm a little scared. After the memory was confirmed, Ian felt a chill down his spine, and he looked at the demon in front of him and said, "You also saw what the password I just entered was." ”

"Yes...... Master. Nemesis glanced at the combination lock, a slight fear in his eyes.

Maybe it's a secret they don't know, or maybe it's a secret that Isha didn't tell them.

Password, in Manda Chinese means:

Authentic.