After coming out of Huang Jiulang's office, the two came downstairs, walked through a corridor and entered the office. Seeing this, two men in white shirts sat in the room stood up and saluted. Huang Jiulang nodded and opened the archives room. One of the two came to a wall and took a mural from the wall.

The drawing was the type of wheel lock in the bank and insurance room. The man looked at Huang Jiulang inquiringly. He waved his hand and said it was okay. The other party then turned in one direction twice, and then turned in the opposite direction. A few times, a "click" sound came from the wall. The wall opened in response to the sound, revealing a door.

Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly: "Director Huang, do you know who died the fastest in this world?"

"Although it doesn't conform to the rules, there is no need to hide anything from you. What you know more may not be a bad thing, it means you and I are very close."

"But I know too much, and it's not much better." Wang Jingzhe rolled his eyes.

There is always a line like this in the movie. Before someone dies, his opponent will always say this: "You know too much..."

"This door is thickened with steel plates. Even if you use dozens of kilograms of explosives, you may not be able to open it. There is a fingerprint lock on the door. The three of us need to press it at the same time to open the door. No one can do without one. If the door is forced to open, it will detonate the safety device inside the door. The entire archive room will produce a high temperature of 1,000 degrees Celsius within one minute, and everything inside will turn into a ball of ashes in two minutes." Huang Jiulang and the two pressed their fingerprints, and a steel door slowly opened to both sides.

Wang Jingzhe frowned and said, "It's just storing some information. As for how rigorous it is?"

Huang Jiulang turned around and said, "Two-thirds of the treasures I brought back from the temple last time were in this room. As for the information you mentioned, at least 70% of them have never been disclosed to the outside world. Once these things spread out, they may cause great panic. However, it is a bit serious. In short, the explanation is that we have many things that cannot be known to ordinary people, but they must be archived, so we can only put them here. Okay, come in with me, you two are guarding outside."

Wang Jingzhe followed Huang Jiulang into a corridor. This dark aisle stretched downward. It took about fifteen minutes to walk. From the distance of the walk, it was almost a hundred meters deep underground. When we arrived at the end of the aisle, there were sealed iron gates on both sides of Wang Jingzhe. Labels were labeled on the doors, and most of them had the words confidential and other words written on them. A few printed on them were top secrets. Huang Jiulang took him to one of the top secret archives. Before he got closer, he told Wang Jingzhe meaningfully that since you and I have always been in a honeymoon cooperative relationship, you can read and understand the things here, but they are rigorously revealed.

Wang Jingzhe smiled: "Don't worry, I still said the same thing. It's not good to know too much, I can't even read it."

Huang Jiulang looked deeply, his eyes were particularly meaningful. Then he pushed open the door and the lights in the room also lit up. The so-called archive room is like the room where archives are stored. There are a lot of information and classics placed on rows of shelves, all of which are marked by labels.

Although Wang Jingzhe said he didn't read it, he looked at it curiously and found that some things looked quite fresh. Maoshan examples are simple, and even unexpectedly, there was an archive book about the thickness of an ordinary book that actually had several bold characters in the ancient well-watching history.

Wang Jingzhe was a little surprised. He had more or less understood the secrets of Gujingguan, especially after contacting Shangxiangque, he also understood it more deeply. However, he did not expect that the archives of the Special Affairs Office seemed to have more detailed records about Gujingguan. The thickness of the information was about five or six centimeters, and there were already a lot of things that could be recorded here.

At this time, Wang Jingzhe glanced at the eyes and suddenly saw a few more familiar words on a shelf separated by.

"The Destiny of Heavenly Knife Credit"

Wang Jingzhe immediately stiffened his body, and the information seemed extremely eye-catching at this time, and it felt like it hit the deepest part of his heart, because the thickness of the information was more than twice as high as the history of the ancient well. If you think about it from Wang Jingzhe's own perspective, he would not know how much things could be found in his family, and so many would be listed in such detail.

From Wang Fengrao and Wang Xianzhi to him, the two elders actually have a lot of experiences about the knife credit man on weekdays. No matter how much they say, Wang Jingzhe is convinced that he will definitely not reach this thickness.

After looking at Huang Jiulang standing in front of a shelf, Wang Jingzhe had just one thought, this guy was so timid, he did it on purpose.

"Swish" Huang Jiulang took out a note from the shelf, turned around and saw Wang Jingzhe who was a little dazed, and smiled: "Are you still curious about your family affairs?"

"What I'm curious about is that you seem to know more about my family than me. You make me, the descendants of the Wang family, feel ashamed. Not only me, but maybe Wang Xianzhi and Wang Fengrao were shocked when they saw it."

"Can you jump up? You can tell if you look at it?" Huang Jiulang pointed to the information and said, "I have already said it before coming in. If you are interested in the things here, you can take them down and take a look."

Wang Jingzhe said "Oh" and asked, "Can you really see it?"

"Please give me a favor" Huang Jiulang raised his hand to signal.

Wang Jingzhe stretched out his right hand and placed it on the information. He just pulled out half of it, but his hand stopped and pulled it out again."

how?"

Wang Jingzhe thought about it, pushed it out again, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't look."

"Haha, you can't be uninterested, right?"

It’s not that he is not interested, nor does he want to watch it, but he doesn’t dare.

It is quite sarcastic to read my own affairs, but Wang Jingzhe really dares not.

Wang Fengrao and Wang Xianzhi must have told him what they could know. If they didn't want him to know, they would definitely not say anything else.

Huang Jiulang looked at him deeply and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to know, I won't force it, so I won't eat salty radish and worry about it."

Wang Jingzhe immediately realized that this guy must have some thoughts.
Chapter completed!