If you want to cut off the power in this building, you must first find their electrical switch. It's relatively simple to find such a thing, Meng Que roughly checked the line, and found that the main gate was in a small room on the first floor.

There is a sign on the door of this small room that says Voltage Room. Meng Que cautiously opened the door, only to see that there were two computers inside, as well as all other voltage equipment.

The two computers were on, Meng Que glanced at them at random, and found that what was playing on the screen was the picture transmitted by the camera of this house.

The two computers correspond to two places, one on the third floor and the other on the outside of the entire building.

Meng Que called up the previous camera record and looked at it, and then decisively deleted the part where he went upstairs, and then saw that there was a monitoring software on the computer screen, clicked it out and looked at it, and found that there was a close option in it, so he didn't hesitate to move the mouse up and click.

"Hehe, it's so simple, there is no need for a power outage now."

The monitoring software was turned off, and the computer decisively went black, which means that the camera on the third floor temporarily lost its effect. Meng Que quietly withdrew from the room, and then closed the door. At this time, I heard Qian Yaru shouting to herself in the kitchen, and hurriedly walked to the living room, only to hear her say softly: "Mr. Liu, there is washed fruit in the living room, you can eat a little bit first, I will need a little time to make this dish, I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting." ”

Meng Que smiled politely and said, "I should be the one who should say I'm embarrassed, but it's a pity that I'm a crooked person, otherwise I can help Miss Qian and you." ”

"Hehe, no need, how can you say that you are all guests, as a guest in my place, there is a reason to let the guests cook? You can take a look around, there is a study room on the first floor, and there is also a movie room, you don't have to be restrained. Qian Yaru was busy in the kitchen, saying while washing the dishes.

Meng Que answered a few times in the living room, and then waited quietly for several minutes, and when he was sure that Qian Yaru would need a little more time to cook, he immediately quietly climbed the stairs for the second time.

"Hehe, what kind of camera is Qian Wenjun doing, it has no effect now, see how you can prevent it?" Meng Que was a little proud, this time it could go so smoothly, maybe Qian Wenjun himself didn't expect someone to find the monitoring room. Generally, most of the people who can come to this house are familiar with people and their own people or relatives, and most of these people will not do anything to steal the owner's privacy.

Meng Que came as a friend of Qian Yaru as a guest this time, but he seemed to vaguely respond to the sentence - "It is difficult to prevent thieves day and night", if the treasure map will really be stolen by Meng Que, then all the charges will be borne by Qian Yaru alone.

Quietly ascending to the third floor, Meng Que first stopped and took a few deep breaths. Then he listened to the stairway for a while, and after making sure that there was no danger, he took the plunge.

First pass by the first room, which is the outermost house. This room is open, and when passing by, Meng Que glanced at it casually and found that this was also a study.

The interior of the study is quaint and elegant. It was just a casual glance and no second look. The second room is on the opposite side of the study, it is also an open room, that room is empty, there is nothing, the ground is very clean, when he sees this strange scene, Meng Que felt a little surprised.

"How can a room be empty?"

This question is difficult to explain, and perhaps only Qian Wenjun himself can explain it.

Continue to the third room. The door of this room was closed, Meng Que stopped at the door for a moment, his eyes subconsciously looked around, and then stopped his gaze on the micro-shaped camera. Although the program has been cut off by myself, I don't know how deep down I still feel a little uncomfortable, as if I am still being watched.

Licking his dry lips, the frequency of his heartbeat suddenly increased several times.

Slowly, Meng Que closed his hand on the handle of the door. In order not to leave his fingerprints or something, he tucked his hand into the sleeve of his clothes. Gently holding the handle and turning it, I only heard a "click" - the door was opened smoothly, and it was not locked!

It's a good thing, if the door is locked, it's a bit of a hassle to open it, and now that you can get in, you don't have to worry about that.

Slowly pushing the door open, a strong smell of sandalwood wafted out of the room. As the crack in the door slowly opened, Meng Que even saw a wisp of white smoke floating out of the inside.

This scene startled him a lot, is there anyone in this room?

This sandalwood incense, which is very common in temples, is used to worship bodhisattvas or ancestors. And since there is white smoke wafting out of the room, it means that someone must have lit sandalwood inside.

Qian Yaru said that Qian Wenjun is often not at home, is he back this time? Or are you sleeping in your room?

Thinking of this, Meng Que felt that the hairs on his back stood upside down.

What should I do now? Is it retreat or advance?

If you retreat, the door is already open, should you close it again? In this way, if there are people inside, they will inevitably be discovered.

If you enter, if Qian Wenjun's old man really sleeps inside, won't he kill himself as soon as he enters?

Faced with a dilemma, Meng Que is difficult to ride a tiger. He hesitated in his heart for a while, and suddenly a thought flashed in his heart - "Slow, if there are people inside, there should be a sound, why does it sound so quiet now?" ”

I listened carefully to the movement inside, and sure enough, there was no sound. Moreover, Meng Que expanded his perception, and he could not detect the existence of any dragon blood energy fluctuations.

Then he let out a long breath and pushed the door a little wider.

White smoke curled from within, and the light in this room was a little dim, not as bright as the other two rooms. And look at its windows are blocked by a layer of sunshade paper. It's deep and dark, and it feels a little eerie.

However, as soon as he stepped into the room two steps, Meng Que trembled with shock, almost felt a burst of electricity rushing from the soles of his feet to his head——— looked to the left, and suddenly found that there was a two-meter-high sweat there, his eyes were wide open, his face was full of anger, and his black armor almost blended with the darkness in this room.

As soon as Meng Que found him, his heart immediately felt like he was retreating. Fuck, there's someone in there.

As soon as the thought of going backwards moved, Meng Que frowned, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with the big man. Why is something wrong? Because this big man has always maintained a posture, and the expression on his face has never changed. When he saw Meng Que, he didn't say anything.

Meng Que was a little weak-hearted, smiled, and felt that he needed to say hello first, so that the atmosphere would ease a little, and said, "Hello, this is ...... Yaru said that there are a lot of study rooms on it, and I thought it was also ...... Sorry ......"

The big man still stared at him, not saying a word.

Meng Que continued to laugh wryly, scratching the back of his head, his face was very thick.

Dahan still didn't move.

Meng Que swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that this big man was too weird, and couldn't help but take a few steps closer to him. When he was less than two meters away from the big man, Meng Que didn't dare to get any closer, so he stopped and said politely, "May I ask what your Excellency is called?" ”

The big man didn't move, and he didn't say a word.

Meng Que raised his eyebrows, and suddenly found that this guy not only didn't seem to be able to speak or move, but he didn't even have a sound to breathe. Immediately approached him boldly, stretched out his hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Hello buddy......"

With such a slap of his hand, Meng Que was horrified to find that this guy was not a statue or any other material or prop, this guy was really a human.

This person was slapped by Meng Que, and then as if his legs couldn't bear the force, his whole body fell straight to the back.

Meng Que hurriedly took a few steps back, and from the shot just now, he found that this guy was a human, definitely a person, not a statue and props.

It's just that although this guy is a human, he is not a living person, but a real dead person. His body was stiff, stiff like a stone.

And the reason why Meng Que was sure that he was a person was because of the shot just now, which patted the shoulder blades and half of the collarbone on this guy's shoulder.

If this guy was a statue, it would not have been possible to make it so lifelike.

Meng Que, who had calmed down, cautiously glanced around again, and found that there was nothing else wrong, so he picked up the person again and put him in place.

Dead people, indeed dead people. Through the light of the mobile phone, Meng Que saw that the dead man's whole body was black, as if he had been poisoned and died.

Two meters tall, his grandmother's, Meng Que looked up at him, like a kitten looking at an elephant.

Due to the close proximity between the two, Meng Que saw a lot of acupuncture points on the dead man's body by the light of his mobile phone, and there were still several silver needles inserted in many parts of it.

Seeing this, Meng Que completely understood——— this dead man was definitely an experiment.