The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Whitewashing is giving up, but people always have to look forward. Isn't there a second way if one way fails?

If you accidentally blocked the second road because you were hit, you would be a big fool.

Bolivar rolled over and looked at his watch.

Ten minutes to three in the morning.

There are still six hours before Millican's usual work time.

So I still have five hours to sort out all the information about the company, so that I won't reveal anything when I arrive at the office.

He washed his face with cold water and took a deep breath.

He took out the second mobile phone he found earlier from the drawer of his desk.

This mobile phone should be Bolivar's usual work mobile phone.

Compared with the one that received a text message from Belmode before, it is more advanced.

It has many functions, and the manufacturing year is later, revealing a sense of low-key luxury.

But this phone is obviously more troublesome, and there is an extra password lock function on the initial interface.

Because it is a functional machine, Bolivar limited the range of passwords to numbers.

Bolivar entered a few numbers at will, and it was automatically cleared when the fourth number was entered.

Well, good, it's four digits for sure.

He first entered the original owner's birthday 0109, wrong.

After that, I tried the birthdays of my father and mother, and various combinations of the three of them.

All wrong.

It made him a little irritable, and he forced himself to calm down, bringing himself into Bolivar's perspective.

Do not worry.

It is really not possible to try all the permutations and combinations of numbers one by one.

There are only 1 numbers in total, one password per second, and it takes only a few hours to try it out.

Think about it carefully, analyze according to his personality, strong, calm, cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive disorder, cautious...

So he won't use a date that many people know as a password.

But in order to avoid forgetting, he will definitely not randomly choose a number as a password.

Bolivar recalled,

Enter 0512,

Mistake,

0511 and 0513

is also wrong,

Date of mother's death and date of marriage of parents

Also wrong.

After successive failures, he did not hesitate at all. Instead, he confirmed something and entered 0519. Sure enough, the phone turned on.

"Is it so important..."

He couldn't help pulling at his hair, he was in big trouble.

The boss of the black organization gave the original owner an unusual trust, and the original owner is indeed worthy of this trust...

To think of the day when the code name was inherited as the anniversary...

It can't even compare to the anniversary of his parents. I'm afraid this guy has been brainwashed, right?

Thinking about the good, it should be because few people know this date.

He soothed himself.

Once you have successfully unlocked your phone, things are easy.

The information in the mobile phone is very complete, and most of the information has not been cleaned up but organized into categories.

After opening it, he can easily find the information he wants.

There are the contact information of the secretary, driver, financial supervisor, marketing supervisor, project research and development supervisor, etc., as well as all the information and email records left by the interaction in the past two years.

Bolivar used a notebook to write down everyone's names, and analyzed each other's character based on all the information.

Especially those text messages sent by the original owner, guessing his tone little by little, and judging the relationship between the two.

Overall, it's relatively easy.The original owner is very similar to Bolivar himself.

All the news is short and straightforward, very blunt, and there are very few soft words.

The wording is also very subtle, so many text messages, the most serious criticism is "I am very dissatisfied with you", "Are you really a graduate of XX school", "Have you returned your basic knowledge to your teacher?" ", "Write your previous omissions as a report and bring them to the company"...

Very polite and polite words.

With arrogant sarcasm.

And he would say thank you after receiving the regular mail—the usual work documents like the daily itinerary compiled by the secretary.

When there is no expression of dissatisfaction, every email will have a thank you.

This is a feature, Bolivar thought, and he reopened a news video of a TV station interviewing President Grid that he had found on the Internet.

"Thank you for your support of Grid Corporation,"

"Miss reporter, thank you for your interview."

Even when the secretary on the side handed over the next speech, he said a small thank you.

The more Bolivar analyzed, the more weird he felt, as if he was looking at the life of another self in a different world.

He's a control freak himself.

Every step of the way, the plan must be written ten years later,

Every plan to do a thing must be analyzed in advance.

He also has cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive disorder, workaholic, loves cooking, and never lets outsiders into his life.

I also like to say thank you after all kinds of things, and I never yell, at most I think about it in my heart.

The only difference is that he just looks serious, and the more he meets strangers, the more fierce he becomes.

Every time I see the other party, I can't wait to scare the other party to death with a tough style to ensure my dominant position.

In fact, there is a cheerful husky, no, Samoyed living inside.

Reason has been telling myself to follow the steps, but the heart that wants to fly will never die.

Things are getting more and more interesting, Bolivar raised the corners of his mouth.

What would this Bolivar Rosales do if he were really an alter ego?

Bolivar decided to let it go for a while, instead of looking for news in the room like a cocoon, but brought it into his own thinking.

I clearly planned that if I own my own house, I must...

There must be a secret room!

As if a missing piece of the puzzle was suddenly completed, Bolivar stood up abruptly and re-examined the room.

The office and the bedroom are side by side, but the size of the first floor and the second floor are obviously wrong. There is probably a room hidden in the middle of the second floor!

And if there is information about the organization in black that he wants, it must be there.

Bolivar recalls the room layout he had in mind.

When I first woke up, I was watching TV in the living room.

The overall distribution of the ground floor is the living room, kitchen, bathroom, cleaning room and garage.

The second floor is an office, bedroom, and gym.

The third floor is an open-air balcony.

After excluding the third floor, where is the passage to the secret room?

Bolivar decided to check the second floor first.

Although he also felt that the wine cabinet on the first floor was suspicious, but judging by the size, the secret room should be on the second floor.

He started the inspection from his own office.

There is nothing unusual about the bookcase, and there is no such obvious flaw as "a special book has no dust".

He reluctantly took out all the books, opened them and put them back, repeating this, but to no avail.

Pushing and pulling the bookcase hard will not rotate.

He could only give up here temporarily and come to the front of the password box.

After entering the study, there is a huge work table in the middle, a row of floor-to-ceiling bookcases on the left, and a lockbox with five rows and three columns on the right.

According to common sense, the wall next to the password box is the outer wall of the house, so there should be no gains.

But in case, be a man with caution.

He thought of the previous password and entered 0519, but there was no response.

Try it five times. If the five possible passwords you currently speculate are not correct, then give up opening the box first.

Thinking so, Bolivar tried again.

This time I was lucky, the first few didn't respond, and I kept trying until the middle one in the third row. It made a crisp sound and the lock opened.

Inside the cabinet are some of the company's latest documents, the itinerary plan for the last week, and a very useful piece of paper!

That piece of paper has all the lockbox codes written on it!

He opened the lockboxes one by one, and sure enough there was nothing particularly hidden.

But it helped him a lot.

The first two rows of boxes are basically various reports and data sheets developed by various departments in the Americas in the past two years, as well as copies of cooperation contracts with various companies.

These things are divided into different boxes according to the categories.

The most accessible row in the middle, that is, the third row is all my own things, including all the previous daily plans, monthly plans, and annual plans, as well as the analysis of various useful people I have known in the past two years, including in When and where did I meet whom, what was his personality like, and what was the specific situation of the other party investigated.

Inside the bottom two rows of boxes are various reports on Grid's development in Europe and the communication information of his agent.

Bolivar was almost moved to tears.

Good man, really good man.

I will stop saying bad things about OCD, thanks OCD.

With these, even a pig can quickly grasp its own situation.

But he still calmed down slowly, it was all too easy.

These placements literally shout: Come on!All the secrets are here!

Passwords are just as easy.

There is eccentricity, there is definitely eccentricity.

He patted his face, put down these newly opened treasures, and tried to continue looking for the way into the secret room.

He came to the bedroom and opened the closet he had checked before, all of which were black, white and gray clothes, which were simply divided into eight closets according to underwear, outerwear and seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

He knocked on the inner wall of the cabinet, the sound was a little crisp and echoed, and it could be judged that the opposite side was indeed not solid.

But no matter whether he pushed, pulled or pulled, the cabinet didn't respond.

The lamps and clocks in the bedroom have no special functions, and after careful inspection, there are no hidden gaps in the walls.

He drew a question mark on the bedroom, opened the door and went out to the last room on the second floor, the gym.

When he passed the stairs, his gaze paused, and he backed up again.

This staircase is the solid wood kind.

There are many types of villa stairs, and the room he is in is the one that rotates upwards.

Generally, there are two decoration options for this kind of stairs, one is the hollow style with a small footprint and a simple look.

It can be roughly summarized as a spiral iron sheet.

The other is the one he has seen so far.

The bottom of the stairs is solid, and it looks similar to the teaching buildings of ordinary schools.

For the sake of interior design and style, most houses will not choose this kind of stairs, but choose the first one, which is lighter and more beautiful.

He stepped forward and stepped on the stairs, and there was a hollow sound, the interior was empty.

I didn't think much about it before, but now it seems that there is something strange about this staircase, it may be the kind specially designed as a storage staircase...

He squatted down, reached out and grabbed the bottom of the stairs and pressed down hard, but failed.

Lift it up again, click——

A crisp snapping sound was so pleasant to his ears.

The whole step was lifted up and slowly upwards, revealing the inside which was more than one meter high.

Against the wall reveals the door hidden under the stairs.

The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was found——