About ten minutes after Dong Xi made the call, a man in his fifties came out of No. 50 Shanxi Road, locked the door and left.

The Social Security Bureau called him and said that there was something wrong with his social security and asked him to deal with it in time, otherwise he would not get his retirement salary. This is a big deal, he didn't dare to delay, answered the phone and left.

As soon as the housekeeper left, the four of them came to the iron sign gate at No. 50 Shanxi Road.

Without anyone to say hello, the hard-hitting boy Siro took out a toolkit that looked like a wallet from his trouser pocket, opened the toolkit and took out two twisted wires, stabbed them directly into the keyhole, pulled left and right, and the lock clicked open.

The whole process only takes two seconds, which is quite professional.

The front yard behind the iron sign gate is not big, only fifty or sixty square meters, but in the magic capital where every inch of land is valuable, such a small courtyard may not be able to be replaced even if it is inlaid with gold bars.

The door to the house was an anti-theft door, and Ciro inserted the two wires into the keyhole, pulled it twice, and the lock was opened.

Li Zien and the two women followed in.

Walk through the living room, through a short hallway, and there is a descending staircase behind the corner.

Ciro led the three men down the stairs again.

At the end of the staircase is a basement with an old iron door, which, although treated with anti-rust, is still full of rust and wear and tear, estimated to be as old as this century-old villa.

There was an old-looking iron lock on the iron door, which was also rusty.

Li Zi'an took a closer look at the keyhole, and gathered his focus slightly, and he saw that there were traces of friction in the keyhole, which was probably opened by Xiluo.

He suddenly felt that as long as he used the infinite means of the Heavenly Eye, and the deputy brain of the Great Lazy Portable Furnace Fang Shi processed the data, his brain would show the holographic structure of the lock, and it was actually very easy for him to open this iron lock.

However, he also had to admit that he couldn't have been so professional.

Ciro changed his tools this time, using two tools that resembled ear spoons, and after a few fiddling strokes, the rusty iron lock was opened.

The iron door opened, and Ciro walked in first, then turned on the light.

The bulb is a very old incandescent bulb, I don't know if it's 15 watts or 20 watts, and the light is dim.

Li Zi'an led the two women in.

The basement space is not large, ten or twenty square meters, and there are some broken furniture stacked inside, some old decorations, and some oil paintings whose colors are almost gone.

Li Zi'an glanced at it and felt a little curious: "Xiluo, what did you bring us here to see?"

Dong Xi and Sharna were also curious, and they didn't find anything worth seeing.

Ciro didn't speak, and walked directly to the corner under the main wall. There was a bookcase with a handful of books and some porcelain. He reached out and grabbed a blue and white porcelain vase and twisted it clockwise.

Click.

The sound of a string of gears moving came out, and the bookcase moved slowly, revealing a small door more than three feet wide and more than a meter high.

"The thing I'm talking about is down there. Ciro then said.

Dong Xi said curiously: "Xiluo, how do you know that there is a secret door behind that bookshelf?"

She didn't think even the butler could have known.

"That's what I do, and I have some talent in this area that I can't explain," Ciro said. ”

This is actually the "thief feeling".

A good snitch can often find valuable treasures by feeling. That feeling is the "thief sense", and a person who doesn't have a thief sense can't be an excellent snitch, just a thief.

"Come down with me. "Ciro burrowed into the secret door.

Li Zi'an's stinky Dong Xi's ear whispered: "You stay outside first, hear my coughing sound, you come down again." ”

Dong Xi nodded understandingly.

The heart of defense is indispensable, the fate of Siro is in the investigation period, in case of bad intentions, there must be someone outside to open the door. Besides, with her height, the height of the doorway at best is really unfriendly to her.

Li Zi'an got into the dark passage, and Sharna followed closely behind and got into it.

The narrow passage extends down, there are no lights on the two walls, and Ciro, who walks in front, is holding a mobile phone to illuminate, and he has just entered not long ago, and he can see his back after walking a short distance.

Li Zi'an also took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight.

But it was this pause that the master's buttocks were grabbed.

Li Zi'an didn't have to look back to know who it was, and there was only Sharna behind him.

The five fingers of that hand also deliberately exerted force, as if they were savoring the feeling of grasping.

It must feel pretty good, because it's a great deal.

Li Zi'an felt embarrassed and lowered his voice: "Don't make trouble." ”

"What's wrong with grabbing it?" the military advisor squeezed again.

Li Zi'an didn't say anything, but he knew that there must be a force in the body of the military advisor, and although the behavior was not good, it was also excusable, so it was good to let her release it a little. He didn't care about her anymore and kept walking.

Sharna let go of her hand.

At the end of the passage, there was another iron door, and it was of cast iron, with chains and locks.

Ciro quickly unlocked the lock, opened the iron door, and walked inside.

The hard-hitting boy who has been mixed with the mafia knows that in this environment, when the younger brother is definitely in front, any traps will come to him, and he must protect the safety of the boss.

In this regard, the hard boy is very good.

Li Zi'an and Sharna also walked in.

Behind the iron door was a larger basement with wooden shelves and cabinets, mostly empty, but also some stuff, rusty armor from Europe, painted paintings, moldy books, and more. It's not hard to see that this is a treasure room. But the treasures were all taken away, and what was left was something of little value.

Li Zi'an held a mobile phone flashlight, his gaze followed the light, and when his gaze moved to the wall on the right, he paused and couldn't take his eyes off.

There was a mural carved on that wall, and it was so large that it took up almost half of the wall.

A huge square stone tower stands under the stars, and below the stone tower is a small town, and at the entrance of the town stands a huge stone tablet with words carved into it. Stepping over the stele is a small town with houses and streets. In the center of the town stands a majestic temple with a high foundation, carved dragon pillars, wide steps, and a magnificent atmosphere.

Li Zi'an was stunned.

Isn't this the town he saw at the bottom of the Mediterranean Sea at a depth of more than 1,800 meters?

What he saw was a ruined house, many houses had collapsed, but the mural carved an entire town, many things that he had never even seen. Especially the stele, what he saw at the bottom of the sea was only half of the stele, and many fragments were buried in the mud, but on this mural it was a complete stele, and the handwriting on it was clearly visible!

"Master, this is the thing. Ciro walked under the mural and raised his hand to point to it.

With such a large mural, he really couldn't take it with him.

Li Zi'an came back to his senses at this time, and he walked over, with an excited smile on his face: "Xiluo, good job, this mural is of extremely important value to me." ”

Ciro nodded at Li Zi'an, then stepped aside.

Sharna also came to the mural, and she said quietly, "Ciro, how do you know that the boss is interested in this mural?"

Ciro raised his hand and pointed to a Hebrew text in the lower right corner of the mural, and said, "I have translated it with the steward of life, and this passage means that the smoke is shrouded and the return is long." Ding Shi often told me to steal the compass with Hank, and I couldn't avoid telling me something related to the compass, and I had also heard Hank say that 'the smoke is shrouded, and the return is long', so I guess the master will be interested. ”

Li Zi'an glanced at the lower right corner of the mural, where a Hebrew text was carved, but he didn't recognize a single letter.

Sharna suddenly pointed to the upper left corner and said, "There are also things written in Hebrew." ”

Li Zi'an looked up, and sure enough, he saw a bit of Hebrew handwriting, but the surface was covered with dust and looked very blurry. His heart moved, he inhaled and blew on the handwriting, the dust drifting down, and he coughed deliberately.

Such a mural, Dong's daughter-in-law must also be very interested.

Where did Ciro know the master's routine, he raised his mobile phone and looked at the Hebrew handwriting in the upper right corner, and said: "Steward of life, translate the handwriting on it." ”

A delicate woman's voice soon appeared in the quiet treasure room: "Dear master, the translation is Noah's Ark. ”

Sure enough, men share a common aesthetic and hobby in some ways.

The four words of Noah's Ark came into his ears, and Li Zi'an was stunned for a moment.

He had many speculations and associations about the mysterious town on the bottom of the Mediterranean, but none of them pointed to Noah's Ark.

Noah's Ark is something from the Bible, which says that God saw that the world was full of evil and decided to purify it with a flood, but there was a man named Noah who was a good man, so he instructed him to build an ark to take refuge. When the flood came, Noah, his family, and some animals took refuge in the boat and survived.

But it's a small town, how can it be a ship?

However, if the town is a ship, it explains why it is at the bottom of the Mediterranean. Otherwise, how could it be at the bottom of the sea?

"That town, can't it really be a ship, right?" Li Zi'an thought to himself, feeling that his brain was a little insufficient.

Dong Xi also walked in.

She was also stunned when she saw the murals on the walls.

She has copied all the photos taken by Li Zi'an from the bottom of the Mediterranean Sea, and she has also seen those photos, and a question has arisen in her heart.

How could there be such a mural in the underground treasure room of the Sabah family?

Li Zi'an raised his mobile phone to take a photo.

He focused on the stele.

Next, it's time for Kangxin to play to her strengths.