Chapter 1260 Building a City 9

Mrs. Qin gently grabbed Qin Zheng's arm with her hand.

She half leaned in her husband's arms. A faint smile appeared on Qin Zheng's gentle and calm face. He slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Mrs. Qin's hair, softening his voice slightly. His voice was light and gentle.

"Die'er, don't be paranoid, think about it carefully before making a decision or doing something."

In recent years, Mrs. Qin has been too worried about Qin Zong.

Already a little paranoid.

Mrs. Qin pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.

Qin Zheng sighed softly in his heart, held his wife's hand, and walked slowly towards the small room at the end of the corridor.

Both sides of the corridor are very clean, without any dust or dirt at all.

Mrs. Qin walked gracefully, her eyes inadvertently passing by both sides, and she was full of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

He couldn't help but look at Qin Zheng beside him, "Xiao Zong, have you been here before?"

Qin Zheng sighed softly.

Although Mrs. Qin has been paying attention to Qin Zong.

But no matter what, Qin Zong is the king of the Chinese army who has experienced hundreds of battles.

Even the President of Country M couldn't find out what he didn't want others to know.

Even though Mrs. Qin is Qin Zong’s biological mother.

When Qin Zong wanted to hide something, she couldn't find out.

An iron lock hung on the rusty iron door.

Qin Zheng gently stretched out his hand and took off the hairpin from Mrs. Qin's black hair.

Push the pointed end into the keyhole, move it slightly, and with a "click" sound, you can hear the sound of the secret lock opening.

Mrs. Qin raised her eyebrows slightly and curled her lips slightly, "I thought you had forgotten these things."

Mrs. Qin's tone was slightly teasing.

Qin Zheng's face showed a look of helplessness.

"After all, I have been playing for so many years."

When Qin Zheng was young, his temperament was completely different from Qin Zong's.

In fact, the second young master of the Qin family twenty years ago was dandy and overbearing.

Play whatever is exciting.

It doesn't look like it does now.

Mr. Qin beat Qin Zheng countless times. Every time he got into trouble, he locked Qin Zheng in the room.

Tell him to shut up and think about his mistakes.

When you reflect on your mistakes and realize that you were wrong, you will be able to go out.

Qin Zheng was also stubborn when he was young and learned the skill of sliding doors and picking locks without any teacher.

Mr. Qin has never been able to lock him up.

Qin Zheng pried open the lock of the door and glanced behind him with a guilty conscience.

After making sure that his infatuated son hadn't followed, he secretly took off the lock.

Mrs. Qin, who witnessed the whole process...

The corners of her mouth twitched.

Qin Zheng slowly opened the door.

Although the basement has been cleaned, it is still underground.

Airflow is blocked.

There was still a musty smell.

There is also the smell of furniture that has been stuffy for a long time.

Mixed together.

But these smells are not as strong as the smell of ink.

Mrs. Qin's nose moved slightly, and she smelled the smell in the air. She seemed to have thought of something, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

"Snapped!"

Qin Zheng walked into the room first and turned on the light in the room.

Her eyes, which had adapted to the darkness, couldn't stand the stimulation of the bright light for a while. Mrs. Qin squinted her eyes slightly and subconsciously blocked the bright light from the ceiling with the back of her hand.

It took a while before I put my hands down.

She stepped into the room, and just in time, Qin Zheng, who was standing in the center of the room, turned slightly.

A human-height portrait painting was revealed in the opposite corner.

Mrs. Qin had a confused look on her face.