The locks on the door to the president's office were quite reliable, and Varina tried a lot of tricks, but in the end nothing happened.

Push hard with brute force?

He couldn't push it, and it was clear that his strength wasn't strong enough to break the lock.

Forcing the deadbolt back with a dagger?

The door frame protruded, and the dagger couldn't fit in at all.

Picking locks with wire?

It should work, but the problem is that Varina won't.

Direct violent breakdown?

The two part-time accountants will be back, and the noise will alarm the guards.

"I don't believe that the living can still be stumped by death." After many attempts, Varina couldn't help but rub her hair violently with her hands.

At this time, he couldn't help but envy Sequence 9 "The Apprentice".

If he is also an "apprentice", then a supernatural ability to "open the door" can be used to solve the problem, and even open a occult "door" directly on the wall without going through the door to enter the room directly.

Speaking of which, the sequence of "apprentice", the ability is really easy to use, and it is useful to everyone, and it is no wonder that this sequence does not even see a few living people for low-level extraordinary, and basically appears in the form of magical items.

Perhaps it was the action of rubbing her hair that had an effect, and Varina found a breakthrough.

The room is so big, why just stare at a small door? If the door can't be opened, it doesn't mean that he can't get into the room, otherwise how would he get into this small building?

When the mind is opened, the solution will follow.

After recalling the structure of the small building in his mind, Varina came up with a way to climb through the exterior wall to the balcony of the president's office, from where he entered.

This option is possible, but there are certain risks.

Because during the climb, the only thing that carried his weight was a metal pipe that could be held with one hand - that was the main pipe of the gas home, and it might not be able to bear the weight of a person.

It wasn't like the head pipe he had walked before, which was as thick as a thigh.

Varina decided to give it a try.

He walked across from the bathroom and stepped on the edge of the wooden staircase halfway down to the corner of the staircase.

During the day, he noticed two things, one was the sound of stepping on the stairs, and the other was that there was a small ventilation window at the corner of the stairs.

Varina opened the window, pulled her upper body out of the window, pressed her hands to the edge of the window, and then carefully pressed her posture from leaning down to facing up.

Then he grabbed the upper part of the window frame with one hand and propped himself up on the edge of the window with the other, and sat down on the edge of the window.

The rest was easy, Varina lifted her feet up and stood entirely on the edge of the window, holding on to the top of the window frame with one hand to maintain her balance, and the other hand reaching up to the gas pipe.

Just when he wanted to test whether the strength of the pipes was enough to support himself, there was a sudden sound of conversation on the first floor—the voices of two part-time accountants.

"Damn, I've been delaying too long, they've already come back from their coffee!"

Varina made an instant decision, and with a single force, he lifted himself off the window edge and hung himself completely on the pipe with one hand.

Soon, the planks of the staircase made a "squeak" sound after the load, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Hey, York, did you open the window here when you left?"

The lady was obviously more attentive, and she noticed the small flaw that Varina had left in her hurry.

"No, but are you sure it was closed before?"

"I don't think I'm so sure......"

The two walked to the window, looked out a few times casually, and found nothing unusual, so they closed the window and continued upstairs.

"Fortunately, the pipe is strong enough, and fortunately it was not discovered......"

Varina stretched her curled up body and exhaled quietly.

He hung from the pipe, alternating his hands, and soon reached the balcony of the president's office, turning over the railing.

The balcony separates the inside and outside from the outside by a split glass door.

Through the glass, it can be seen that the two doors are locked by a simple flip clasp, which is much less difficult to open than the door in the hallway.

This time the dagger can come in handy.

He took out the dagger that was in his coat pocket, inserted it into the crack of the door, and with a flick of it, the buckle behind the door was opened.

Walking inside, Varina could see the layout of the president's office.

It's not complicated, facing the balcony is a well-made wooden coffee table with a bookmark on it.

Why could he tell at a glance that it was a novel?

The answer to this question is very simple, because the book is called "Stormwind Villa", which is the famous work of Miss "The Magician" Falth Wall.

There was a half-full bookshelf against the wall next to the coffee table, and Varina wondered if all the books on it would be novels.

Of course, this is just a suspicion, and he has no intention of confirming it for the time being.

On the other side of the room lay a large desk, which looked much more upscale in terms of materials and workmanship than the outside. Behind the desk is a chair with a backrest, and a coat rack in the back corner.

Varina decided to prioritize the search for the desk area.

Even without lighting, with the support of the transcendent trait of "dark vision", he still searched with ease.

The only thing Varina needs to be careful about is not to make too much of a fuss, lest it alarm the two part-time accountants who are separated by a wall.

There were three drawers on each side of the desk, and he was startled when he opened the first one on the left, and quickly pushed the drawer back.

His movements were so hurried that he even caused a small noise.

In the drawer was a statue of a black one-piece - a huge cross on which hung a bloodied man.

That's a statue of the "true Creator"!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's nothing, it's just a statue......," Varina patted his chest, "This is the dockyard union of the East Bailang dockyard, although it was a year before the original plot, it is still normal for someone to believe in the 'true creator'." ”

He pressed his right hand to his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart gradually calmed down under self-persuasion, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was so frightened just now that he estimated that his face should have turned white.

At this time, he experienced first-hand what it means to "know more, the more dangerous it is".

If an uninformed person saw the statue of the hanging man, wouldn't it be a dull pass? Someone like him who is shocked only has a lot of times, not to mention madness, and at the lightest has to be a nervous breakdown.

After doing her mental work, Varina reached out again and opened the second drawer on the left.

This time he immediately smiled, because at a glance he saw a familiar portrait of a person, who looked very majestic - it was the revered "founder" and "protector" William I.

That's a gold pound with black stripes on a gray background, a bunch!

Varina reached out and took out the banknotes in the drawer and counted them, and found that there were eight of them, all in denominations of 10 pounds.

It is worthy of being written into the law as a means of making money, and the effect is fast.