Brass Dragon in the Dragon World Chapter 541: Profile
Kassel Manor is beautiful at sunset. The warm golden-red sun shines onto the gray-white walls, giving it a glazed texture. The shadows of the trees in the garden are reflected on the wooden-framed windowpanes, and they follow the scenery with open teeth and claws.
The wind swings.
The manor was very quiet, and no one was guarding the garden. Only the heavy iron gates and tall railings guarded the former glory of this secret party.
Several people walked around in a circle and entered the garden from the side instead of the main entrance.
Chu Zihang raised his hand and knocked down the surveillance camera on the wall, signaling Caesar and the others to move forward. He disappeared into the woods and was responsible for the outermost surveillance and response work.
Nuonuo was holding a rifle and followed Caesar. His long red hair was tied into a bunch and he wore a baseball cap from the airport on his head.
Caesar walked in front, wearing the camouflage action uniform given by China, with a pistol on his waist, and a one-handed hammer like a scepter in his hand. The overall length was between the one-handed hammer and the two-handed hammer.
The length is about 80 centimeters. The frosted silver-white staff has a brass-colored hammer head as big as a baby's fist at the top.
This kind of weapon has a proper name in China, called the Pumpkin Hammer.
The hammer head is not big, not exaggerated like the hammers in the game, but it is more tenacious. Coupled with Caesar's current strength and the leverage effect brought by the length of the hammer, it is enough to deal with hybrids.
As for the dragon clan, you have to ask about the rocket launcher in Chu Zihang's hand outside.
Relying on the shadows cast by the bushes, the two of them rushed through the delicately tended garden and ran to a small door on the side.
As the former holy land of the secret party, Cassel Manor had to be rebuilt with the best everything possible, such as being equipped with the most advanced password fingerprint lock. However, this technology gave Nono an opportunity.
Looking at the locked combination disk, Nono's nose twitched slightly, and his eyes were a little out of focus: "The smell of tobacco, home-made cigarettes, using tobacco leaves grown by nearby farmers, the hands are very oily, not only human oil but also butter
the taste of."
"This is a door leading to the back kitchen of the manor. The password is 1912." Nono frowned and said after taking a breath.
Caesar silently pulled Nono behind him, entered the password, and the concierge opened, revealing the busy kitchen. The chef preparing the meal on the small stove raised his head in confusion, and what he saw was the muzzle of Caesar's gun.
"Sorry, we are in an emergency." Caesar knocked the chef unconscious with the butt of his gun and tied him up. Nono looked around at the neat kitchen. The kitchen was divided into two parts. One side was a cooking area filled with all kinds of kitchen utensils, and the other was
On one side is the small stove where the chef has just cooked.
The two sides are separated, the small stove is for the servants, and the big stove is naturally used for cooking for the master.
Nuonuo walked near the cooking area, just looked at the shelf where the kitchen knives were placed, and began to think in her mind: "The owner here has not been here for a long time, at least for more than three months, and there has not been any visitors."
After returning to the small kitchen area, a small door in the corner was opened, revealing a square table. The table was clean and nine chairs were scattered around the room. There were some old incandescent lamps on the ceiling.
This is the restaurant where the servants eat. Nono's ability called profiling has been activated, and he is observing this room from a strange perspective.
"The first four people came together. Their steps were uniform and powerful..." Nuonuo raised her chest and raised her head, imitating the previous visitors here. She walked around the room and moved her hands.
A very high-level performance without physical objects.
"After that came three sloppy women, two of them smelled of perfume, and the remaining one had a stronger smell of food." In the profile, Nono's body changed from straightening her chest and raising her head to a somewhat coquettish one.
The appearance then changed again: "The young man was following her and the others, holding something in his hand."
She moved to the edge of the room, as if she was holding something heavy in her hand. She relaxed her palms, opened her eyes, squatted down and tapped the ground with her fingers: "It smells like leaves."
Nono, who has a profile, is the best detective in the world. Just for a moment,
The identities of the people dining in the small room were determined:
"Four security guards, three maids, a cook, and a gardener."
"But before that, someone else has been here..." Nono looked around the room. The chef's homemade work hung above the small restaurant. Hams and sausages hung above the dining table. Next to it was a wine cabinet.
, several bottles of wine were scrawled in the cabinet.
At this moment, Nono was completely in the state. She returned to the door of the room, her palm gently covering the door lock: "Come in from here, your steps are very light, but you take long strides."
Nuonuo took a few steps forward, then raised his head and looked upward: "He was watching, choosing the ingredients casually, and then..."
Whoosh!
Nonobi made a throwing gesture, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the wooden beam above.
Between the ham and sausage, there was a knife mark underneath the beam, and next to the knife mark was a cut hemp rope.
"Throwing the knife out just to steal a piece of ham?" Nuonuo looked a little weird. He stood up and went to the table, raised his body, stood on tiptoes, and gently pressed his fingers on the knife mark: "And the shape of the knife
, it seems a bit familiar.”
"Nono, are you okay?" Caesar tied up the chef and stretched out his head to ask.
Nuonuo responded, jumped down from the square table, straightened her messy hair, and took Caesar's hand: "Follow me, someone may have arrived before us."
"Are you ready to fight?" Caesar held Nuonuo's hand tightly, but found that the other party's expression was a little strange, half-smiling but not smiling, and there seemed to be a little worry deep in his eyes.uuReading www.uukanshu.com
Nono didn't say anything, but just pulled Caesar, pushed away the kitchens, and ran inside Cassel Manor.
The two stepped on the soft carpet, ignored the expensive artworks around them, and ran in the dim sunset.
"Nono, where are we going?"
Caesar was pulled by Nono, and he was a little confused. Nono said nothing. During the profile, the five senses of sight, smell, and touch were combined into one place, recreating the past things.
Until this moment, she finally saw a clear line, that line guided her, no, it should be said, guided Caesar, towards somewhere in Cassel Manor.
Nono opened the wooden door in front of him, revealing a downward staircase. Caesar behind him thoughtfully turned on the flashlight, and exchanged positions with Nono. The two of them walked down, one behind the other.
"It's right down there. I'm very familiar with that feeling..." Nono muttered to himself as he leaned on Caesar's back.
Caesar nodded and walked down. The smell of wood emitted through the stairs, and the roar of air echoed in the dark and damp basement, followed by silence, deathly silence.
Caesar only walked up a few stairs before reaching the bottom. He glanced around with a flashlight and saw countless oak barrels placed underground.
"This is a wine cellar." Caesar said to Nono, but the voice that answered him was not Nono's:
"Of course this is a wine cellar, Caesar, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
A man walked out of the darkness. He had the same hair and eyes as Caesar. He held a hunting knife in his hand and stared at Caesar who had just walked down the stairs.