"It's really dark under the light."

At this moment, Wang Guan suddenly realized and couldn't help but look up at Mr. Hill, feeling that this person must not be slightly forgetful, but a completely confused insect. Not only was it dark under the light, but it was also blind...

For a moment, Wang Guan shook his head, and did not intend to delay, so he directly entered the correct password.

"Tick..."

A few seconds later, a crisp sound came from the roulette, and then accompanied by the bounce sound, the lock plate in a meter-sized radius opened, revealing a faint hole and an extended staircase.

"ah!"

At this moment, the people next to him were shocked. Even Fang Mingsheng, who was confident in Wang Guan, felt a little dumbfounded, thinking that Wang Guan's lock-opening speed was too fast, and it was faster than his previous performance.

Fang Mingsheng just now thought about how he should be shameless if Wang Guan failed to unlock the lock three times, and let Mr. Hill give him another chance tomorrow. Now it seems that he has thought too much and underestimated Wang Guan's ability.

Fang Mingsheng, who was "knowing the roots and the bottom", was also very shocked at this time, not to mention Mr. Hill and the others. At this moment, they were completely stunned, unable to believe, or doubt whether there was an hallucination in their eyes.

If this lock is really so easy to open, Mr. Hill would not have offered a reward for more than a year, but no one has been able to receive the bonus so far. It is because he knows the difficulty of unlocking the lock, so Mr. Hill was very shocked at this time.

Zhang De was so big that he could hardly close it.

In fact, at the beginning, the reason why he agreed to Fang Mingsheng's recommendation was to ask Wang Guan to try to unlock the lock. It was not only because of the face of the seller Mingsheng, but also because he was worried that Prince Abdur had any misunderstandings, so he brought people to dispel his doubts. Abdur would not

Mr. Duer thought he was stingy and refused to let him visit the treasure house's collection.

In other words, Mr. Hill did not expect Wang Guan to crack the code at all, but the facts almost destroyed his three views, subverted his beliefs, and kept shouting at God, thinking that this was a miracle.

At this moment, seeing Mr. Hill pulling his palm excitedly and talking in a series of English continuously, Wang Guan was naturally confused and turned around and asked, "What are he talking about?"

"He is thanking you and ask you how you can crack the password so quickly?" Fang Mingsheng translated, his eyes were also very curious.

"Simple." Wang Guan said casually: "In fact, it is not difficult to crack the password. Just grasp Mr. Hill's psychology."

"What does it mean? Why do you say that?"

Fang Mingsheng was stunned and puzzled. At the same time, under Mr. Anderson's translation, Mr. Hill and Prince Abdul also calmed down and looked at Wang Guan, looking at him with a scrupulous look.

"Mr. Hill knows that he has a bad memory, so when changing the password, he will definitely not make the password too complicated, so as not to remember it..." Wang Guan said with a smile.

Under Mr. Anderson's simultaneous translation, Mr. Hill himself understood what Wang Guan was saying, and at this time he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly to express his agreement. The problem is that although he thought so and did this, he couldn't remember it.

What password did you set?

In fact, this situation is not uncommon. I believe many people have had the same experience. Some things are just a thin film. You think you know, but it just seems like you are obstructed. You just can't remember them.

"Mr. Hill can't remember, how did you infer?" Fang Mingsheng was very surprised and puzzled. He thought Wang Guan "heard".

"Understand Mr. Hill's psychology, then things will be much easier."

At this moment, Wang Guan was possessed by Sherlock Holmes, slowly telling his "reasoning". "Mr. Hill knew that he had a bad memory, and he would definitely set a password that he felt he could remember. But before setting the password

, He will definitely weigh it, and then he will definitely habitually look at the book with the original password..."

"oh!mygod, ithinkofit(I remembered)!"

In an instant, Mr. Hill slapped his head and pointed at the book and screamed excitedly.

"By the way, he actually used the title of the book as the password."

Speaking of this, Wang Guan was very puzzled: "In theory, he should be able to remember this book when he saw it, but for some reason, he had no impression of it. It was really..."

"Wang, this is a cognitive impairment. Because of the frequent reading of this book, Mr. Hill instinctively eliminated it." Mr. Anderson smiled and said, "Humans always ignore things they don't care about,

Isn't it?"

"That's right." Wang Guan nodded in agreement, then changed his mind: "The treasure house door is open. Can we go in and visit Mr. Hill's treasure now?"

This sentence was naturally translated by Fang Mingsheng, which also made Mr. Hill laugh and immediately enthusiastically led everyone to the treasure house. Before entering, I did not forget to look at Wang Guan with gratitude. Not only did I thank him for opening the treasure house, but I also thanked him for opening the treasure house.

He did not continue to discuss the topic just now.

After all, for Mr. Hill, suffering from mild amnesia is also a shame. On the surface, he wants to maintain his demeanor and definitely doesn't mind other people's talk. He even often uses self-deprecating to express his humor.

However, if it were you, would you really not care? This congenital defect is probably like a bone in the throat. It is the pain in Mr. Hill's heart. How could he really not care at all...

This is off topic, so there is no need to mention it.

At this time, under the guidance of Mr. Hill, everyone slowly walked down the stairs. The entrance of the cave was about one meter in radius, and it looked a little narrow, but it gradually became spacious after entering. In addition, it was in the internal space,

There were also rows of incandescent lamps installed. When Mr. Hill walked in, he took the lead in turning on all the lights.

Under the light, everyone also saw clearly that the stairs were hovering down. After walking for a while, the eyes suddenly became clear and a huge underground treasure house appeared.

Judging from the space of the treasure house, the ancestors of Mr. Hill's family almost hollowed out one-third of the underground of the huge castle. I don't know how many generations of expansion it has achieved so much size.

Seeing this underground treasure house, Wang Guan couldn't help but think of the gold-burning cellars of the ancient Chinese local wealthy people. It seems that no matter how well-behaved, people with some assets, have the habit of burying wealth, and I don't know if it is considered human nature.

Just like a squirrel storing pine nuts, it is an instinct.

Of course, the spacious space of the treasure house is indeed quite amazing. But everyone cares more about the things placed in the treasure house. The reason why the treasure house is called a treasure house is because the things hidden in the treasure house are treasures.

When everyone looked at it, they suddenly felt dazzled. They saw that there were too many things, including sculptures, glass products, jewelry, church tableware, armor, weapons, clothing, textiles, musical instruments, etc., countless.

Mr. Hill barely knew these things, just like a portrait of the castle corridor, introducing the origin of the collection to the guests one by one.

Most of them are the family inheritance, and a small part are Mr. Hill’s own collection. He appreciates musical instruments and especially likes violins, so he mainly collects famous zithers made by masters of all generations. Among them, there is a masterpiece, which is about tens of millions of dollars.

.

This is Mr. Anderson's estimate. When he saw this famous piano, his eyes were filled with surprises. He immediately asked Mr. Hill to discuss the belongings of the things and was willing to buy them at a high price.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hill refused without hesitation.

In contrast, Prince Abdul prefers oil paintings. There are also many oil paintings in the treasure house, including works by famous painters such as Picasso and Van Gogh. It is said that it was collected by Mr. Hill's father, and the price was very high when he bought it.

It is cheap, and it has increased by more than a few hundred times. It can be said to be a huge investment.

Mr. Hill did not argue about this, because it was the money earned by his father, not his achievement. Some people were born with a higher starting point than ordinary people because of their fathers, but they often hoped that others would recognize their own abilities.

Instead of the second generation ancestor who relies on his family to rise to power... although this is an undeniable fact!

Without wanting to talk about oil paintings, Mr. Hill continued to lead everyone to visit the treasure house's collection. After walking more than ten steps, he came to an area with exquisite porcelain.

These porcelains have a very complete variety, not only practical objects such as cups, bowls, plates, and plates, but also various vase ornamental items. From Longquan celadons in the Southern Song Dynasty to porcelain plate paintings in the Republic of China, there are everything here. Whether it is customized porcelain specially sold for export,

Or porcelain used in the courts of the Ming and Qing dynasties of China can be seen here.

What interested Prince Abdur the most was that among these porcelains, there were some large bowls with obvious Central Asian Arabic style. Some were inlaid with gold and silver edges, and you could tell at a glance that they were used by the upper nobles.

Utensils. In the words of Prince Abdur, maybe the things were used by his ancestors.

Hearing this, Mr. Hill took the opportunity to say that if Prince Abdur liked it, he could take it away directly...

In Mr. Hill's eyes, no matter how precious these porcelain is, it is just a few million dollars. If you can please Prince Abdul and reach some agreement with him, then the current investment will definitely be earned back thousands of times in the future.

However, Prince Abdur also understood Mr. Hill's intentions, so he would not be impressed by a mere sugar-coated shell. He directly smiled and politely rejected Mr. Hill's "good intention", which made him secretly regret it.

"Why don't you give it to me?"

Wang Guan muttered, as if intentionally or unintentionally, "The promised reward will not be forgotten."

"Ahem..."

When Fang Mingsheng heard this, he felt that this was an opportunity to show his merits. He immediately looked at Mr. Hill, half a joke, half a serious request for rewards for Wang Guan.

Unlike the implicitness of the Easterners, Westerners are not disgusted with the fact that they seek rewards just because they are rightful, but instead think that this is the right given to them by God. It is because of this that Fang Mingsheng conveyed Wang Guan’s meaning without any worries... (

To be continued)
Chapter completed!