This reception room was originally blocked by the cabinet, so it could be considered as a layer of protection.
He did not expect that there was actually a secret room in this reception room!
"He hid it well!"
Fatty sighed and casually used the shovel to break the wall.
Although it was called a wall, it was actually empty. It was blocked by a wooden board.
Fatty broke the wooden board and created a passage.
The three of them entered the secret chamber, which became even more dilapidated.
Moreover, it did not seem like there were any clues.
This made Fatty a little disappointed. He thought that Third Uncle might have left something good here that was worth a few dollars.
Wu Xie's gaze landed on a wooden frame on the wall.
"What is this wooden frame used for?”
"I should have an impression…"
Wu Xie pondered.
Then, he suddenly remembered that he had also seen it when he was young.
"This is the wooden frame used to restore the murals.”
"Put the entire cut mural here for restoration. That's right, there are still some useless mural fragments left at the edge.”
"This is old craftsmanship. Could it be that Yang Daguang is repairing the murals in this secret room?”
Wu Xie went back to look at Yang Daguang's dried corpse.
Fatty and Ye Han also looked over.
Ye Han shook his head.
"I've never heard of Yang Daguang knowing this kind of craftsmanship. Moreover, looking at his hands, they are rough hands. It shouldn't be him.”
As for who it was, he did not know. Could it be Third Uncle?
The three of them were confused.
In the end, they didn't find anything of value here. The three of them packed up all the recordings and returned to Mount Wu Residence.
The matter of the dried corpse was left to Fatty. With his ability, he could still handle this matter.
In this day and age, such things had to be reported, including the musician's tomb in the warehouse.
After going through some procedures, Ye Han treated Yang Daguang as a relative and cremated him before burying him in the cemetery. He even set up a tombstone.
After these things were done, the three of them began to think about the audio tape.
In Mountain Wu Residence, Wu Xie was holding an old-fashioned tape recorder and playing the sound from the tape.
He had specially found someone to buy this. It was in good condition and there would definitely be no problem using it.
The first tape began to play, and the three of them listened attentively.
But soon, Fatty became a little impatient.
"What is this? It feels like there's nothing here!”
Wu Xie glared at Fatty, telling him to shut up.
"This is the sound of the wind."
Ye Han could naturally tell that it was the sound of the wind in the forest because of the rustling of the leaves. Although it was very vague, it could not escape Ye Han's ears.
Then, there was the sound of thunder.
"What's that noise? Is there a monster?”
Fatty bared his fangs and brandished his claws as he played around.
He usually did not act like this in front of outsiders. This also meant that he was gradually treating Ye Han as one of his own.
After all, Ye Han's words were pre-arranged and there were no loopholes. Once Yang Daguang's body was found, coupled with the photo of Yang Daguang and Third Uncle, it meant that what Ye Han said was true.
"Fatty, don't mess around. This is thunder.”
This time, Wu Xie also heard it.
The sound of wind and thunder.
Fatty understood.
"Don't listen to it. This is what the weather station uses to record the weather.”
"I thought there was some important information!”
Fatty lost interest.
However, Wu Xie listened carefully. Not only did he have to listen to the whole pile of tape, but he was also afraid that the tape would be degaussed, so he even recorded the sound into the computer.
When it came to Third Uncle, he was very serious.
In the beginning, Ye Han was also listening attentively. However, he was unable to obtain any useful information from the thunder.
Therefore, Ye Han went to do other things.
He had sold the ancient musical instrument for a good price, earning more than 1.5 million!
Moreover, in a few years, these things would be even more valuable.
However, Ye Han didn't have any money on hand. It was a good choice for him to sell it now. Anyway, with his ability, he could just go to the tomb when he was short of money in the future. It was simple.
He went missing for a day and returned in a jeep.
This shocked Fatty.
"This car is really good. Brother Ye Han, this must have cost a lot of money. Where did you get it?”
"Aiyo, this is still new. I feel that its performance is very good!”
How could Ye Han not understand what Fatty meant?
"We're all friends. You can open it anytime you want.”
Ye Han smiled and threw a key to Fatty.
Fatty didn't expect Ye Han to be so straightforward. He really regarded Ye Han as a friend now.
"Brother Ye Han, I really didn't misjudge you!”
"Just because of this, your business is my business in the future!”
Fatty patted his chest and said.
Then, he drove off happily.
This car was indeed not bad. After all, it was a product of the system. Its safety performance, off-road performance, and so on were all first-class. It was also very comfortable to drive.
After lending the car to Fatty, Ye Han entered Mount Wu House and pondered about the thunder with Wu Xie.
And just now, the system had given him three more choices.
Ye Han knew that it was time to make a trip to the Yang family's old tomb!
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