Chapter 702: Heirloom?

The old father ignored his son, who was stunned, but pressed a button in a hidden position under the desk, and then the entire study, whether it was the door or the window, was blocked by a special metal plate that slowly rose and lowered.

Brother Meow watched all this silently from the side.

He knew that his father's study had been specially renovated, the ceiling, floor, and walls, in addition to the soundproofing materials, the mezzanine was all sandwiched with metal plates made of special materials, and now the doors and windows were also tightly sealed with metal plates, and the whole room was a Faraday cage shielded from electromagnetic waves, not to mention the sound of conversation, even if there was any wireless electronic monitoring equipment in the room, the signal could not be transmitted at this time.

After spending so much time, he gradually had an ominous premonition in his heart, as if things were not as simple as he imagined.

After doing this, with a sigh, the old father looked down at his son, who was covering his puffy cheeks and looked confused, and said in a deep voice.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Brother Meow shook his head, even if he really knew something, he didn't dare to talk nonsense now.

The old father sat down dejectedly, rubbing the emerald gem on the ring on his finger with some uneasiness, looking into the distance with deep eyes, and said with good intentions.

"If your nonsense just now was ...... by Hao Meng's father If that noble lord hears it, even your father will not be able to protect you today! ”

Brother Meow trembled when he heard this, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he muttered decadently.

Hao Meng, she ...... Isn't she really my sister? ”

Seeing that the son in front of him, who didn't know what was going on, still remembered other people's daughters, the old father was suddenly furious!

"Bastard thing! I...... Cough...... Ahem......"

Maybe it was because of the anger of the liver, the old father didn't finish speaking, and suddenly covered his chest angrily and coughed violently.

Seeing this, Brother Sameow hurriedly got up to find medicine for his father, and after finding a small bottle of spray and handing it to his father to spray twice, the old father relieved himself, and by the way, he pushed away his son who was patting his back in the back mercilessly.

Instead of continuing to be angry with his son, the old father turned away from his desk, went to the bookshelf and took a few books from a specific place, and then stuffed them into several different empty seats in a certain order.

Then Brother Meow heard a slight 'click', turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, and found that there was a small hole the size of a cat's eye in the original intact wall.

The old man came to the 'cat's eye' and looked at it as if he swept it, and then the wall next to it slowly cracked, and a one-man tall safe filled with various securities, gold bricks, and lockboxes appeared in the study.

This is the first time he has seen his father's small coffers, and he thought it was over, but the next scene made him realize that he was still too naΓ―ve.

I saw that my father turned a blind eye to those gold jewels, and reached out to grope inside the safe, as if some mechanism had been opened, and on the metal wall inside the safe, which should have been considered heavy, there was an opening in the dark compartment at this time!

Finally, the old father put on white gloves, as if taking some holy relic, carefully took out a box made of pure gold, carved dragons and phoenixes inlaid with precious stones from the mezzanine in the safe, held it in the palm of his hand, and carefully delivered the heavy gold box to the desk in front of Brother Meow as if walking on thin ice.

This formation made Brother Meow swallow nervously, and he didn't dare to gasp for a while.

All this that happened in front of him made him wonder in his heart that the golden box in front of him must be a family treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation and is commonly known as a family heirloom!

Combined with his father's wheezing and coughing before, a bold idea couldn't help but appear in Brother Meow's mind.

Don't...... My father knows that he is not in good health, and he plans to pass on the family property to me in advance at this time?

Forcibly pressed down the unbearable ecstasy in his heart, Brother Meow lowered his head and said nothing, and continued to pretend to be an honest 'good son', anxiously waiting for his father's next words.

"Alas...... It's been 18 years...... It's time for it to see the light of day again......"

With the chatter in his father's mouth, under the joyful expectation of Brother Meow, the mysterious golden box was finally opened by his father, and he hurriedly looked up at the box-

I was dumbfounded.

This...... This heirloom......

It doesn't seem to be the same as I imagined it to be!

I saw that there was a golden coin lying quietly on the silk satin inside the box.

To be precise, a gold coin with the dragon's cross entrenched.

Not to mention those boxes that are decorated with those rare and precious stones, in terms of materials alone, this box made of pure gold alone is worth several times more than this gold coin!

It was actually used as a box......

Just for a broken gold coin with the family crest on it?!

Wait a minute! Wrong!

Could it be that my father is the same as the previous safe routine, this gold coin is actually just a fake heirloom used to fool others, just a trick, is the real heirloom this box not successful?

Brother Meow, who was a little messy, suddenly thought of a possibility in his mind, but then his father's actions completely destroyed this possibility.

The old father laid the side of the previous envelope with the fire paint seal on the desk, and then with his white-gloved hand as if he were taking some precious cultural relic, he carefully took out the gold coins in the box and turned them over, and then put the side with the family coat of arms face down, aimed at the traces and put it on the fire paint mark groove on the envelope with a slight tremble.

Let go, the coin falls.

The gold coin fits perfectly with the fire paint grooves, and the edges are seamless, as if the fire paint imprint on this letter is from this gold coin at all!

Brother Meow was like this, staring blankly at the gold coin on the envelope that perfectly matched the fire paint seal for four or five seconds......

It wasn't until now that Brother Meow discovered that the fire paint seal that matched the gold coin was larger than the seal he usually used, and the pattern printed was more sober, and he also noticed that there was a pattern on the back of the gold coin, which was a seemingly powerful dog head pattern.

Hey?

Wait a minute......

Why does this dog's head look familiar? I think I've seen it somewhere!

Brother Meow, whose attention was all attracted by the dog's head, suddenly became much more serious on his face, staring at the dog's head pattern carefully without blinking, and his mind couldn't help but think of the pictures and GIFs he usually saw about the dog sand sculpture from the Internet, and after a moment of silence, he finally saw the clue, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Huh? This book pretends to be mighty, but it contains a hint of sand sculpture...... Isn't it Erha...... Husky?

At this moment, the old father, who had been carefully observing the expression on his son's face for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Sa'er, have you thought of anything now?"

Brother Meow scratched his head, and he was not very sure.

"Uh...... Our family heirloom...... No, the Guardian Beast...... Could it be...... Huskies?! ”

Hearing this, the old father really wanted to jump up and give this unenlightened son another smack in the face.

"What huskies! I'm asking you about the relationship between this gold coin, which is the treasure of our family, and the owner of this fire paint mark! Don't you have a clue yet? ”

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Brother Meow, who was almost beaten, chose to be silent.

"Alas! Never mind! ”

Probably because he was afraid that he would be angry with his son today, the old father waved his hand, no longer continued to conceal the hints, stood up and paced back and forth at the table to calm down his mood, and then said reluctantly.

"Sa'er, now, I have a secret to tell you."

"Actually...... Your father and I were humble slaves, and all of our achievements today are entirely due to others! ”

!!!

Although the father's voice was not loud, it fell in the ears of Brother Meow, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

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