"It's a pity, all three places are some distance from room 112." As he approached the hallway leading to the study, Altokun quietly looked around, and saw only one servant mopping the floor with his head down, and immediately walked into the hallway with a bucket of water.

At the end of the passage, he saw that the door to the study was open, so he slowed down and approached silently.

As he peered through the crack in the door into the study, he began to worry a little about whether Crockdahl himself would be sitting inside. However, after a quick glance with the world's keen eyesight, he could confirm that there was no one inside, so he was relieved to observe.

Judging by the neat floor and plain walls of the study, there does not appear to be any entrance to the underground. Besides, at such a time, the door of the study would be unsuspectingly open, and it didn't look like a place where some secret information was stored.

Due to the limited time, Ou Tuokun had to give up the search of the study first, and turned around and walked in the original direction.

But just as he was about to step out of the hallway leading to the living room, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the other side, and then a servant with a displeased face appeared in front of him.

"How did you get here? Didn't you tell you to send water to 112?! ”

"I'm new here and not very familiar with this place." Seeing this, Otokun had to scratch his head stupidly, and at the same time showed an embarrassed smile.

"Really, this kind of thing can be wrong. The room is over there! The servant pointed to the corridor on the left side of the drawing-room, and then looked at him with his hands crossed.

Seeing that the servant was staring at him like this and was not ready to walk away, Otokun had no choice but to walk in the direction of 112 under her gaze.

Finally disappearing from the servant's sight, Otokun immediately stopped. Listening intently to the movement in the living room, I felt the servant walk away again, and then quietly returned to the living room.

"The next thing to investigate is the longest passage. But if it's found again, there's nothing it can do. Thinking of the possibility of failure in the future, Otokun couldn't help but feel a little stressed, but he still stubbornly walked into the long corridor.

Luckily, at the end of the hallway, under the stairs, he saw a small wooden door, very close to where Sofitel had guessed.

Noticing that the door was locked, but the handles were polished and scratched by repeated grips, Otokun felt that this was a tightly guarded room that Crockdahl would often enter.

"Sofitel, I've found a very suspicious entrance." Altoquin gave Sofitel one last notice before entering, "You wait outside, I should be out soon." ”

As he spoke, he also relied on vector manipulation to break the lock with vibration, easily pushing open the small wooden door.

However, just as he was in a high mood and was about to step into the door, he suddenly noticed a pair of white dead fish eyes looking down on him in the dark space of the door.

"Oh? Is this the little mouse that came out of there again? ”

With a deep voice, a burly man slowly stepped out of the shadows.

It turned out that Shah Krokdal was inside the door at this time!

"I don't remember ever allowing anyone but me to come near here." Crockdahl looked at Otokun with gloomy eyes as he pulled out the cigar in his mouth, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Me? Nothing special. ”

A white light flashed through Otokun's glasses.

"I'm just here to deliver water."

"Deliver water?" Crockdahl raised an eyebrow.

"yes. Because I know you love water the most. As a pile of dry sand, you must need to be moistened by water. ”

Altokun stalled for time through dialogue as he took the opportunity to look at the dark space behind Crokdahl. He could faintly see a faint light shining from beneath the entrance, and half of a desk peeking out of the shadows. Looks like this is probably the place he's looking for.

But now, because of the sudden appearance of Crockdahl, the attempt to infiltrate the search can be said to have failed.

Otokun felt that he no longer needed to act in secrecy, so he bypassed Crockdahl and walked directly into the space inside the door.

"Did I agree with you entering that room?" Seeing that Otokun had walked into his secret studio with such a swagger, Crockdahl couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"I don't need your consent." Alto Kun gave only a brief reply, and continued rummaging through the dimly lit room.

"You guy, do you know what this place is?" Finding that the spectacled boy in front of him was groping around in his drawers and bookshelves so casually, Crockdahl was even more surprised and a little at a loss.

It stands to reason that the little characters who try to infiltrate the villain's room should all show a panicked appearance after being suddenly discovered, and then prepare to turn around and flee for their lives.

But when Crockdahl suddenly appeared at the door in a posture staring at the terrifying dead fish-eyed, the man with glasses bypassed him and went straight into the door to search, which was completely a sight he had never imagined.

As a standard villain, because he is used to seeing the behavior of small characters who hug their heads and run away after being discovered, Crockdahl is a little unclear about what to do when facing Otokun's abnormal behavior.

He always felt that it was too uncompelled to go up and beat the other party without saying a word after seeing the intruder.

As a standard BOSS-level character, at this time, if you don't say something intimidating, show a few fierce eyes and pretend to be forced, and then kill the other party in a casual move, you can't highlight your majesty and ease.

But the glasses kid on the other side just ignored him when he patronized his work, and didn't give him a chance to pretend to be forced at all.

"What, don't you like me?" Seeing that Crockdahl seemed to be in some kind of embarrassing situation, Otokun provoked him more deliberately.

"If you don't like it, you'll hit me?"

Hearing the provocative language of the man with glasses, Crockdal was suddenly ignited with anger. He really wanted to make a big move, so he went up to the glasses man.

But how can there be a reason in the world for villains to strike first?!

Isn't it usually the protagonist of the miscellaneous fish who first shouts to destroy himself, and does his best to launch an ineffective attack, and finally is calmly killed by himself?

Directly go up and release a mortal attack, not even giving the opponent a chance to shock, it is too uncomfortable for Crockdahl, who is used to pretending to be forced.

So even in his rage, Krokdal refused to attack directly, and instead pulled out an hourglass from his pocket.

This hourglass is an item he has always carried with him when he was a pirate, and it is an indispensable artifact for family travel and robbery.

"I'll give you three minutes."

As he tossed the hourglass upside down in front of the glasses man, Crockdahl lit another cigar for himself, with a look of utter contempt.

"If you can get out of me in the next three minutes, I'll let you go."

"And if you can't, I'll make your life worse than death." Crockdahl exhaled a large puff of smoke as he accentuated his tone, feeling that he could always give the other party enough deterrence at this time.

But the man with glasses showed a happy expression when he heard his threat, and rummaged even harder.

"Three minutes? That's great! I'm worried that if you pounce on you, I won't have time to find your criminal record. At this time, Otokun had already turned Crockdahl's delicate desk drawer upside down, "You were kind enough to give me time to finish the work at hand before the fight, as a villain, you are still quite humane." ”

"You, what are you talking about......" noticed that the man with glasses seemed even happier, and Crockdahl's cigar almost fell out of his mouth.

"Are you kidding me......"

"Look at me killing you right now!"

Seeing that his studio, which he had carefully maintained for many years, was about to be destroyed from beginning to end by the man with glasses, Crockdahl finally swung a bolt of sand into an attack.

He couldn't help it!