PS: It's not easy to insist on three, everyone has a vote to support it, it's an encouragement, please.

"It's really dark under the lights."

At this time, Wang Guan suddenly realized, and couldn't help but look up at Mr. Hill, feeling that this person was definitely not slightly forgetful, but completely confused. It's not just dark under the lights, it's blind......

For a moment, Wang Guan shook his head, and he didn't plan to delay any longer, so he directly entered the correct password.

"Tick ......"

A few seconds later, there was a crisp sound from the roulette wheel, followed by a bouncing sound, and the one-meter-wide lock disc opened, revealing a dark hole and a staircase that stretched down.

"Ahh

At this moment, several people next to him were stunned. Even Fang Mingsheng, who had confidence in Wang Guan, was a little dumbfounded, feeling that Wang Guan's speed of unlocking was too fast, and he was even faster than his previous performance.

Just now, Fang Mingsheng was still thinking about how he should be cheeky and let Mr. Hill give him another chance tomorrow if Wang Guan failed to unlock the lock three times. Now it seems that he has thought too much and underestimated Wang Guan's ability.

As Fang Mingsheng, who "knows the roots", he was also very shocked at this time, not to mention Mr. Hill. At this moment, they were completely stunned, in disbelief, or wondered if their eyes were hallucinating.

If the lock had been so easy to open, Mr. Hill wouldn't have been able to offer a bounty for more than a year, and no one has been able to claim the prize so far. It was because he knew how difficult it was to pick the lock, so Mr. Hill was so shocked at this time that his mouth opened so wide that he could barely close it.

In fact, at the beginning, the reason why he agreed to Fang Mingsheng's recommendation was to let Wang Guan try to pick the lock. is not only the face of the seller Mingsheng, but also worried that Prince Abdul has any misunderstanding, so he brought someone over to dispel his doubts. Lest Mr. Abdul think he is stingy. He was not allowed to visit the collections of the treasury.

In other words, Mr. Hill didn't expect Wang Guan to crack the code at all, but the fact made him almost ruined, subverted his faith, and made him keep chanting God and thinking that it was a miracle.

At this time, seeing Mr. Hill excitedly pulling his palm, and constantly chanting strings of English in his mouth, Wang Guan was naturally very dazed, and turned around and asked, "What is he talking about?" ”

"He's thanking you. By the way, how were you able to crack the password so quickly? Fang Mingsheng translated, and his eyes were also very curious.

"Simple." Wang Guan said casually: "Actually, it is not difficult to crack the code, as long as you grasp Mr. Hill's psychology." ”

"What do you mean? Why? ”

Fang Mingsheng was stunned, puzzled. At the same time, under Mr. Anderson's translation, Mr. Hill and Prince Abdul also quieted down, and looked at Wang Guan one after another, looking like they were listening.

"Mr. Hill knows that he has a bad memory, so when he changes his password. I definitely won't make the password too complicated, so as not ......to be unable to remember it," Wang Guan said with a smile.

Under Mr. Anderson's simultaneous translation, Mr. Hill himself understood what Wang Guan was talking about, and at this time he couldn't help but nod his head in agreement. Here's the problem. Although he thought so and did so, he couldn't remember what password he had set.

In fact, this situation is not unusual, and many people must have experienced the same experience. Some things are just a film apart. You think you know, but it's like you've been hit by a demonic barrier, and you just can't remember it.

"Mr. Hill can't remember. How did you come up with that? Fang Mingsheng was very surprised, he thought that Wang Guan had "heard" it.

"Understand Mr. Hill's psychology, and things will be much easier."

At this moment, Wang Guan was like Sherlock Holmes possessed, slowly telling his "reasoning": "Mr. Hill knows that he has a bad memory, and he will definitely set a password that he thinks he will be able to remember." However, before setting a password, he will definitely weigh it, and then he will definitely habitually glance at the book with the original password......"

“Oh！ mygod, Ithinkofit (I remember)! ”

For a moment, Mr. Hill slapped his head and pointed to the book and screamed excitedly.

"By the way, he actually used the title of the book as a password."

Speaking of this, Wang Guan was very puzzled: "It stands to reason that he should be able to remember this book when he sees it, but I don't know why, he doesn't have any impression, it's really ......"

"Wang, this is cognitive impairment. Having seen the book so often, Mr. Hill instinctively excluded it. Mr. Anderson smiled, "Humans often ignore things they don't care about, don't they?" ”

"That's right." Wang Guan nodded in agreement, and then changed his words: "The treasure house door is open, can we go in and visit Mr. Hill's treasure now?" ”

Naturally, Fang Mingsheng translated these words, which also made Mr. Hill laugh, and immediately enthusiastically invited everyone to go to the treasure house. Before entering, I didn't forget to look at Wang Guan gratefully. Not only is he grateful for opening the treasure house, but also for not continuing to discuss the topic just now.

After all, it is a shame for Mr. Hill to suffer from mild amnesia. On the surface, he wants to maintain his demeanor, and he definitely doesn't mind what others talk about, and even often laughs at himself to show his humor.

However, if it were you, would you really not care? This kind of congenital defect is estimated to be like a bone in the throat, which belongs to the pain in Mr. Hill's heart, how can he really not care about it at all......

This is off topic and does not need to be mentioned.

At this time, under the guidance of Mr. Hill, everyone slowly walked down the stairs. The entrance to the cave is about a meter in circumference, and it looks a little narrow, but it gradually becomes wider after entering. In addition, rows of incandescent lamps were installed in the interior space, and when Mr. Hill walked in, he was the first to turn on all the lights.

Under the illumination of the lights, everyone could see very clearly, only to see that the stairs were spiraling down. After walking for a while, it suddenly became clear to me that a huge underground treasure trove had appeared.

Judging from the space of the treasure house, the ancestors of Mr. Hill's family have hollowed out almost one-third of the ground of the huge castle, and I don't know how many generations of expansion have allowed it to have the current scale.

Seeing this underground treasure house, Wang Guan couldn't help but think of the gold-buried cellars of the ancient Chinese natives. It seems that no matter at home or abroad, anyone who has some assets has the habit of burying wealth, and I don't know if it is human nature. It's like a squirrel storing pine nuts, it's an instinct.

Of course, the large space of the treasure house is indeed quite amazing. But people are more concerned about what is placed in the treasure house, and the reason why the treasure house is called a treasure house is because the things in the treasure house are treasures.

Everyone looked at it and suddenly felt dazzled. There are so many things, including sculptures, glassware, jewelry, church tableware, armor, weapons, clothing, textiles, musical instruments, and so on.

Mr. Hill also reluctantly manages to count these things, as if he were a portrait of a castle corridor, and introduces the origin of the collection to the guests one by one.

Most of them are family legacies, but a small number are from Mr. Hill's own collection. He admires musical instruments, especially the violin, so he mainly collects famous instruments made by masters throughout the ages. Among them, there is a masterpiece, which is probably more than 10 million dollars.

This was Mr. Anderson's estimate, and when he saw this famous instrument, his eyes were full of surprise, and he immediately consulted Mr. Hill about the ownership of the thing, and was willing to buy it at a high price.

Not surprisingly, Mr. Hill refused without hesitation.

In contrast, Prince Abdul preferred oil paintings. There are also many oil paintings in the treasure house, including works by famous painters such as Picasso and Van Gogh. It is said that it was the collection of Mr. Hill's father, and the price was very low when I first bought it, but now it has risen hundreds of times, which can be described as a profitable investment.

Mr. Hill was noncommittal about this, because it was his father's money, not his achievement. Some people are born with a higher starting point than the average person because of their parents' relationship, but they often want others to recognize their own abilities rather than relying on the second ancestor of the family...... Although this is an undeniable fact!

Not wanting to talk too much about oil paintings, Mr. Hill continued to lead the group around the treasure trove, and after walking a dozen steps, they came to an area where fine porcelain was placed.

The variety of these porcelains is very complete, not only the practical objects of cups, dishes and plates, but also all kinds of vase ornaments. Up to the Southern Song Dynasty Longquan celadon, down to the Republic of China porcelain plate paintings, there is everything here. Whether it is custom porcelain for export, or porcelain for the court of the Ming and Qing dynasties in China, it can be seen here.

What intrigued Prince Abdul the most was that among these porcelains, there were also some large bowls with a clear Central Asian Arabic style. Some of them are inlaid with gold and silver edges, and at a glance you can tell that they are utensils used by the upper nobles. In the words of Prince Abdul, perhaps it was the same thing that his ancestors used.

Hearing this, Mr. Hill took the opportunity to say that if Prince Abdul liked it, he could take it with him......

In Mr. Hill's eyes, these porcelains, no matter how precious, are nothing more than millions of dollars. If you can curry favor with Prince Abdul and reach some agreements with him, then the current investment will definitely be earned back a thousand times in the future.

However, Prince Abdul also understood Mr. Hill's intentions, so he naturally would not be impressed by the sugar-coated shells, and directly smiled and politely rejected Mr. Hill's "kindness", but he secretly regretted it.

"Why don't you give it to me?"

Wang Guan muttered, as if intentionally or unintentionally: "As for the good reward, I shouldn't forget it." ”

"Ahem......"

When Fang Mingsheng heard this, he also felt that this was an opportunity to show his merits, and immediately looked at Mr. Hill, half jokingly, half seriously asking for payment for Wang Guan.

Unlike the subtlety of the Easterners, the Westerners are not averse to asking for something in return, but feel that it is a God-given right. It was this that understood this, so Fang Mingsheng conveyed Wang Guan's meaning without hesitation...... (To be continued......)