116 Man is not as good as heaven
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Jiang Dongming was in the middle of the room, a little at a loss for a while, he didn't know where to start, and he didn't know what to look for. Obviously, he really wanted to enter this room when it was locked.
He looked around blankly, and suddenly felt something unusual appear in his eyes, but he didn't catch it. There was no way, only to be patient, and his eyes swept every corner of the room inch by inch. After repeating it three times, it was finally frozen behind the dresser.
Why, it feels like that wall is a bit slanted? It's like over-PS after taking a photo, creating the illusion of lines and angles, completely losing the normal physical laws.
Jiang Dongming walked over and slowly stroked the wall, trying to find out what was abnormal, but he thought that the force was slightly greater, and the wall suddenly collapsed, making him lose his gravity, staggering, and almost knocking over the dresser, and the bottles and cans on the table made a fierce collision sound, which was particularly harsh in the dead silence.
However, Jiang Dongming didn't have time to pay attention to these, because all his attention was drawn to the mezzanine of the black hole behind the wall, and he couldn't imagine that there was such an existence in the Ji family's mansion! The house was renovated five years ago by Judy, did she design such a perverted link for herself?
He almost involuntarily got into this small and cramped place, almost subconsciously set the dresser, and then he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. If he wasn't sober, he almost thought he had entered a spy war movie, because this mezzanine is only two square meters, one meter wide and two meters long, except