"Why is the surname Chu again?" Lu Mingfei looked at the name of the male protagonist of the novel who seemed to be another worldly and muttered quietly.

There is no question of caring about names, he looked at Chu Tianjiao's resume, and there were also employees' resumes in the employee information folder.

There is a color photo of Chu Tianjiao on his resume, a handsome middle-aged uncle who looks a little decadent, the kind that will definitely be popular if he goes to the United States to make a killer movie.

The following work experience shows that Chu Tianjiao was a driver for a senior official of the municipal government before he came to work as a driver for the boss of Media Asia, and he jumped to Media Asia Group due to treatment problems.

The marital situation shows that it is divorced, who the ex-wife is, whether she has children, and there is no home address, and the place of accommodation is in the factory.

That's all there is to the resume, and sandwiched along with it is a cut old newspaper with the official report of the Maybach case on the viaduct, with a picture of a broken Maybach.

After reading Chu Tianjiao's resume, Lu Mingfei was a little puzzled, divorced, living alone, eating and living in the factory, how could such a person run to the viaduct on a typhoon day?

Pressing the doubts in his heart, Lu Mingfei began to look for the arrangement of employee accommodation, since he lived in the factory, there would definitely be a record, and if he went there to see, he might get a little more information.

After spending a little more time, he dug out the accommodation registration form and began to search, and after looking through the entire list of workers' dormitories, he did not find Chu Tianjiao's dormitory.

Lu Mingfei thought about it, and felt that as the boss's driver, Chu Tianjiao could barely be regarded as an upper-middle employee, and the dormitory might not be with the workers.

I went to dig out the accommodation registration form of the management again, and finally found Chu Tianjiao's room, which was on the second basement floor of this building.

Restoring the materials to their original state and erasing the traces of incoming, Lu Mingfei closed the door of the office and left the second floor, and quietly touched the stairs to the second basement floor.

When passing through the first floor, he also paid attention to the movements of the caretaker of the former employee of Media Asia, and confirmed that he continued to walk to the second basement floor after sleeping well.

After turning over the ruins, Lu Mingfei came to the second basement floor full of the choking smell of kerosene.

The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of kerosene, which was estimated to be worse than that after years of shutdown and when the plant was still under construction.

"What kind of people would live here?" Lu Mingfei frowned and continued to move forward, even if he was wearing a mask, he felt that the air here was very pungent.

Came to a door wrapped in iron sheets, this was Chu Tianjiao's room. After reconfirming that there were no anomalies inside, he used the same method to open the iron door.

In a room of less than ten square meters, the layout of the furniture inside can be seen at a glance in front of Lu Mingfei's golden pupil night vision.

a double bed with neatly folded bedding, a bedside table, a pair of tables and chairs, and a refrigerator; There was also a worn leather jacket on the rope that was pulled up; That's all there is to the room.

Removing the dust from the soles of his feet, Lu Mingfei walked into the room that was cleaner than he had imagined, looking for something valuable.

Coming to the bedside table, there is a photo that looks like a family photo. Picking up the photo and looking closely, Chu Tianjiao, who was younger than the photo on his resume, combed his oily hair and hugged a bright and beautiful woman, who looked like his wife, and the woman's hands were on a boy who looked like he was only 4 or 5 years old, which should be their son.

Seeing Chu Tianjiao, who was completely different from the decadent uncle on his resume, he could only say that this marriage failure hit him quite hard. That's right, such a beautiful wife leaves him, and he has to be sad for a long time to be a man.

I rummaged through the bedside table and found a few fiction magazines, which had little reference value.

There were also a few invoices and flyers on the table, which should have been taken when I went out with the boss.

That's all? Lu Mingfei stood in the middle of the room and pondered.

He rummaged through the whole room and there was no clue about the No. 0 viaduct he wanted, and the room was too clean, there was no garbage, cigarette cases, wine bottles, all of which were gone, and there was no breath of life at all, not at all like what a middle-aged man living alone should be, obviously someone often came to clean it.

Who is it? The caretaker or the figure he covered? Did they take the clues about Viaduct 0?

"Alas~ It looks like it's a trip for nothing tonight." Sitting on the double bed, Lu Mingfei planned to take a family photo of Chu Tianjiao and take it away, but at this time he found out that something was wrong.

Lu Mingfei got up, lay on the ground and knocked on the floor. The sound of a knock is completely different from a knock on a solid floor.

"Sure enough, how can an uncle in his 40s be so honest." Lu Mingfei had a smile on his face that lifted the puzzle. After experiencing the strange and illegal buildings such as the pyramids × the city of Chakhtis, he became more sensitive to the room layout and floor gaps of the buildings.

After confirming that there was another layer underneath, Lu Mingfei began to look for the entrance, and after turning around, he didn't find a secret door or anything like that, and he thought about it and still felt that the double bed with the largest area was suspicious.

Coming to the bed again, Lu Mingfei carefully examined it around the double bed. After observing and finding that it was not good to move the bed, he tried to lift the mattress on the bed, and sure enough, there was a secret door welded with iron sheet and iron frame underneath.

Moving the mattress away, Lu Mingfei stood in the dark doorway. There is a big lock on the iron gate, but this is not difficult to do.

After the rune was drawn, the large lock opened, and the door opened to reveal a steel pipe that could be slid down. Glancing down, Lu Mingfei estimated that the space below was larger than this room.

After observing that there was no danger for a while, he helped the steel pipe to slide down.

The space below was huge, bigger than he had guessed. Visually, it is half the size of the second basement floor.

There are also a lot of things in it, but the night vision ability of the golden pupil can only see a few meters away, in order to see more clearly, Lu Mingfei drew a luminous rune.

When the rune was complete, it floated upwards and crossed a red rope with a photograph or document on it to the ceiling, replacing the light bulb. Lu Mingfei didn't care about the hanging things and looked into the room.

Several large cabinets, like collector's cases, were filled with expensive vinyl records; Other cabinets are filled with fine cigars, fine whiskeys, and vintage cameras; Several large cabinets surround the middle of the large bed, which looks much more luxurious than the hard bed above; There is also gym equipment that looks bluffing next to it.

Lu Mingfei looked at all this dumbfounded, this is Chu Tianjiao's secret base? Do you still work as a woolen yarn with these things? Or is it that Chu Tianjiao is actually an international thief disguised as a driver, using the identity of the boss and driver of Media Asia to contact the upper-class celebrities, and then choose the target to attack, these things are actually stolen goods, and then the sworn enemy detective came to the door, and the two sides started a duel on the stormy viaduct, and finally both fell off the bridge and disappeared?

Lu Mingfei was so surprised that he ran around the train with his thoughts, and it took a while to take it back.