I don't have a system but I have a hammer

I crossed the gate with the butler's son on my wrist, and then glanced at the surrounding environment...

Similar to what you see on the map, the entire space is the size of a football field, with a height of only about two meters. Countless load-bearing walls stand in it, forming several compartments, but there is nothing in it...

Slowly retracting my gaze, I raised my mouth at the landlord and the peddler...

"Kick the weapon over..."

wow~

"Dude, if you have something to say..."

I ignored the words of the housekeeper's son, and I gave the female agent a look. She took away the weapons on the ground knowingly, and then put collar bombs on the other two...

Seeing the obedient appearance of the other two, I kicked the butler's son to their side with a slightly cold expression...

"Your purpose is very simple. You want money. Our purpose is also very simple. Enter the secret room. Now, who of you can give me the answer?"

The three of them looked at each other, and they didn't seem to want to speak immediately. After a long time, the housekeeper's son sighed and stood in front of the two of them like a leader. He pointed to the ceiling above his head while explaining...

"Let me tell you. There is a number next to each load-bearing wall, which represents each room in the VIP area. You can go straight to the secret room by climbing about two meters up. Some go to the bedroom, and some go to the study. Next to the number is illustrate…"

I looked up and glanced, slightly surprised in my heart. One thing I said—this guy did it very meticulously, just as he said, there is a text description next to each code...

Although I can't understand what is written above, I believe he will not dare to lie to me, and this can also explain one thing from the side, these three people have used this secret passage to break into the house, probably no less than several times...

"Dude, can you let us go now?"

After hearing what the landlady said, the female agent on the side gave me a slight glance, and when she found that I was silent, she raised her hand and was about to shoot...

"Wait~"

I immediately grabbed her hand, shook my head slightly, and turned to look at the panic-stricken three people...

"You see, my friend wants to kill you very much, but I think you are still useful, so you have to trade things for your own lives..."

The three of them looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly turned ugly. Only the housekeeper's son looked calm...

"If you want the treasure, then I can only say sorry, if we find the treasure, we won't do this kind of thing..."

I shook my head slightly and looked at him meaningfully...

"You misunderstood. I need the three of you to help us with something. After the task is completed, each person will be 50 Euros, and the previous final payment will be the same. How about it... are you interested?"

Before the three could answer, the female agent frowned and looked at me, as if she didn't know what I meant...

"Isn't it better to kill directly?"

I waved my hand and rejected her proposal, and turned to look at the three of them with flickering eyes, while their faces were full of puzzled expressions...

"How can we trust you?"

Lighting a cigarette, I patted the female agent on the shoulder...

"Explain to them what's on the neck..."

The female agent was stunned, with a strange expression on her face, as if she didn't expect a senior special agent to instruct a second-level special agent to work like that...

But then she turned her head with a cold face, and looked at the three people who didn't know what was going on...

"The thing you brought is called a collar bomb. It contains three miniature bombs and an intelligent sensor system. If it is violently removed or the temperature is out of balance, it will explode immediately. Of course, it can also be detonated remotely..."

Then the female agent added another sentence...

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the sensor is already activated when the bomb is activated, it will monitor the skin temperature at all times, so you better not take a cold shower, and don't try to take it off, after all, no one wants to be a headless corpse…"

I nodded slightly, and then picked up her words...

"Why did you introduce the collar bomb? It's because your life is in my hands. Whether you believe me or not, it doesn't really matter that much. It's just that I prefer a friendly way of negotiation..."

When the housekeeper's son heard the words, a trace of dejection flashed in his eyes. After a slight sigh, he turned around and patted the landlord on the shoulder, speaking softly...

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

After speaking, he looked at me calmly...

"What do you want us to do?"

...

on the way back...

The female agent looked at me with a playful look while taking relaxed steps...

"How did you find out about him?"

I light a cigarette and smile slightly...

"I thought you wouldn't ask..."

She pouted at the roadside tavern...

"My treat?"

I gladly accept...

5 minutes later...

Tun Tun Tun ~

After drinking a glass of ouzo with local characteristics, I felt the heat in my throat, leaning on the seat on the roof of the tavern, and looked at the bright moon above my head...

The female agent on the opposite side looked at me expectantly, with a look of interest in her eyes...

Looking away, I drank another glass of wine, slightly tidied up my words, and gave an explanation...

"It's actually very simple. Do you still remember our afternoon tea in the coffee shop? At that time, I kept observing the passers-by around the fountain. The peddler who sold me the news actually arrived an hour before the appointed time..."

The female agent was slightly taken aback...

"Isn't it normal to arrive early?"

I lit a cigarette again, squinted my eyes...

"It's normal to arrive early, but the housekeeper's son is also here, do you think it's normal?"

Ignoring the surprise on the female agent's face, I flicked the cigarette ash and continued to explain...

"At that time, I realized that the peddler and the housekeeper's son should know each other, and they have a good relationship. In fact, when I asked about it in the casino, others said that the two of them had a good relationship..."

"But being able to see the butler's son in the fountain shows that the relationship between them may not be as simple as a good relationship..."

"Of course, I didn't take it to heart until we met the housekeeper's son. Do you remember how he reacted when we asked about the map?"

Seeing the female agent frowning and remembering, I curled my lips and took a deep drag on the cigarette...

"His first reaction was to ask if we were here to find the treasure, and he even quoted the price of the map immediately, which shows that someone wanted to get this map just like us. As for whether the purpose was for the treasure or not. What, I don't know..."

After a pause, I continued to add...

"As I said, if the map has already been sold to someone else, what do we have? It can only be a copy, right? Assuming he didn't sell it to someone else, then if someone else doesn't get the map...will they let it go ?”

"The answer is no, so based on the above two inferences, it can be concluded that he must often sell maps!"