ntrol.The counter-attack raged on with renewed ferocity.The deep night, the cold moonlight outside the window, and the fiery atmosphere inside the room formed a striking contrast.The two of them embra...Fu Shaoqing first put the key in his pocket, stuffed all the cotton paper back into the photo album, and then picked up the double-sided tape from the table to stick the photo album pages together.
His large hand smoothed back and forth along the edge, until there was no trace of where it had been opened.
He picked up the photo album, returned to the bookshelf, and put it back.
After shutting the door, Fu Shaoqing didn't linger. He turned and walked out the door.
After going downstairs, Fu Shaoqing went straight to the restaurant for a meal.
In the spacious restaurant, he was the only one dining silently. The clatter of his chopsticks against the tableware echoed with unusual clarity.
He ate in silence, his head bowed, but his mind was already planning where he would go to look for a box later.
After dinner, Fu Shaoqing went upstairs again. He decided to look in the study first, after all, the key was found in the study, so the probability of finding it there might be higher.
He opened the bookcase and checked each book one by one to see if they were real.
Even the knick-knacks on the bookshelf weren't spared, everything was taken down and checked for keyholes.
I looked for over an hour, almost flipping through every single book in the bookshelf. None of them seemed to be out of place or had any issues.
Is there no place in the bookcase, or in the study where a box could be hidden
Perhaps it's not a box, but something smaller, locked by a key.
Fu Shaoqing's gaze swept around the room before he walked to the desk. He opened all his drawers, palms up, reaching inside each one to see if there was a secret compartment.
Every cabinet was checked one by one.
He checked the coffee table and sofa, but there was no place to insert a key.
That is to say, this key cannot open anything in the study.
Fu Shaoqing clutched the key and left his study, then entered his mother's room to continue searching.
After searching for another hour, Fu Shaoqing still hadn't found the box or the keyhole.
He isn't in this room, could he be in his father's study
Thinking of this possibility, Fu Shaoqing left his mother's room and turned towards his father's study door.
He grasped the doorknob and turned it gently, but the door wouldn't budge.
The study door was locked.
Fu Shaoqing raised an eyebrow in surprise. What important things could there be inside, that it needed to be locked away even at home
And this lock seems different from the one on his study door, it might have been replaced later.
If you directly ask his father, he will definitely ask what is going on and why the study door is open.
Fu Shaoqing certainly couldn't say the reason, so he didn't decide to ask. He stood at the door for two or three seconds before turning around and returning to his study.
He walked to the window and opened the glass door, standing on the balcony and looking in the direction of his father's study.
He's certainly capable of jumping over to his balcony, it's only a meter away.
If the balcony door hasn't been changed, he could still get in with a spare key.
It's just that in broad daylight, he jumped from his own balcony. If the servants found out, it wouldn't be a good look.
Fu Shaoqing decided to wait until late at night before going back. He turned around and returned to his study, closing the balcony door behind him. He continued to his desk and got back to work as if nothing had happened.
Night had come as promised.
Late at night, everything was quiet.
Fu Shaoqing carefully opened the study door and rushed to the balcony. After opening the balcony door, he propped himself up against the wall with one hand and stood at the edge of the balcony. He lightly leaped across to the other side's balcony.
He tried the balcony door but found it locked. He took out his spare key, inserted it into the lock and turned it gently, "click." The door swung open with a sound.nd of a lock being picked came, followed by the creaking of the iron gate slowly opening. 。A stranger, a slightly chubby woman, appeared at the door, staring at her warily. "Who are you looking for"...