Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 421: The Secret Chamber of the Past (1)

I never thought that opposite such an old neighborhood is a residential area with high-rise buildings, a luxurious community built by the Black Prince Group.

Such old neighborhoods are full of old houses with different colors, and the difference between prosperity and backwardness is separated by a road.

The house corresponding to the coordinates was among these old houses. Chu Zihang stood in front of the door and knocked lightly a few times, but no one responded. Only the dust on the door fell.

Late at night until the early morning, at this time, even if there are people, they won’t be easily woken up by the knocking on the door...

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but worry: "Brother, do you want to confirm whether there is anyone living here? Breaking into a private house is illegal."

Chu Zihang touched the door lock, and after taking a deep breath, he still had no determination to open it.

"It's a long way to come here." Ling walked around the house and returned to Lu Mingfei, "No one lives here, just push it open."

"Brother...how about I do it?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Chu Zihang shook his head and pressed the door lock with a little more force, "Come in."

He pushed the door open gently, and the darkness inside seemed to swallow him up.

Lu Mingfei turned on the flashlight to illuminate the one-bedroom bungalow for Chu Zihang. It was pitifully small and its furnishings were so simple that it could be compared to Han Qiu's little nest.

"Don't turn on the light." Chu Zihang ordered.

He walked around the living room, his footsteps barely audible.

The room was plain enough, revealing a sense of boredom. It seemed like the place where the man should stay. He didn't have any special abilities, so this simple room really suited him. It didn't require much cleaning and could be easily tidied up.

Because there was really nothing to pack, apart from some daily necessities, there was only a sofa and a desk in the living room, and there was only a bed and a large wardrobe in the bedroom.

There isn't even a bedside table.

Chu Zihang opened the wardrobe, and Lu Mingfei cooperated by shining the flashlight inside.

They were all familiar clothes. Chu Zihang's fingers ran across the hanging clothes. The colors were monotonous and most of them were shirts.

The man doesn't really like folding clothes, and hanging them is more convenient and less troublesome.

How can he wash it when there isn’t even a washing machine?

"It should be his residence." Chu Zihang whispered: "Or a secret base."

"Senior Brother..." Lu Mingfei wanted to comfort Chu Zihang, but he didn't know what to say.

He sat on the bed awkwardly. The bed was really big, even bigger than Han Qiu's.

Wouldn’t it be scary to sleep alone in such a big bed?

For no reason, Lu Mingfei wanted to split the bed into three parts.

Ling wandered from the living room into the bedroom, turned off the flashlight, and whispered, "I didn't find anything."

"Yeah." Chu Zihang responded absentmindedly.

Lu Mingfei rarely saw Chu Zihang in this state, neither sad nor indifferent.

"I need to reason with you." Chu Zihang closed the cabinet door. "Please turn off the flashlight."

Lu Mingfei turned off the flashlight and walked towards the living room in silence. Ling followed him and closed the bedroom door for Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang sat down, in the darkness, the dust from the bed blowing into his nose.

For some reason, the image of Chu Tianjiao living in this room appeared in his mind.

It can't be called reasoning, it's just a guess based on familiarity. Chu Zihang still remembers Chu Tianjiao's habits.

Divorced life is probably a relief for him. He doesn't have to worry about his wife and children. He can do what he wants and what he should do without any worries.

In my spare time, when the lights come on, I find a food stall, order some food, and then return to this house after a few bites.

No one spoke, and everyone could only look at the lights outside the house with a little envy.

Can such a long-winded guy like him really not talk to anyone? Chu Zihang thought.

Did he just lie on the bed like a zombie and recuperate when he returned to his territory?

This doesn't look like the Chu Tianjiao in Chu Zihang's memory. If he regarded this place as a secret base, it wouldn't be so simple.

If this is used as a place to rest, it might be more comfortable for him to lie in the car.

Chu Zihang began to carry the man in his memory out of the city, leaving behind a powerful hybrid who came to the city with some purpose, and everything else was a disguise.

Including... this room.

But Chu Zihang couldn't help but put that man and that powerful hybrid together.

If it's a disguise, then what about me and my mother?

That love is real. This is not speculation or judgment, it is a fact.

It was an accident, Chu Zihang thought. It was an accident, but also a sudden love.

What was the reason that made him give up this love... Chu Zihang put himself in that position. As a son, he thought that he would make a decision similar to his and have similar thinking.

After all, my mother once said that she was becoming more and more nagging, and that man had always been nagging.

Chu Zihang began to guess according to his own thoughts.

Love is an accident. Such an accident can make people sink, but it can also stop them from moving forward.

There is often a conflict between mission and love, and choosing a mission is, to some extent, a way of protecting the one you love.

This shows that the task is very important, and important tasks will never be dealt with simply.

Could it be that... this is just one of the resting places, and there is a more complete base, or maybe this place is not as simple as it appears, and there is a secret room or something like that.

If it were me, I would choose one of these two options.

Chu Zihang slowly opened his eyes, stood up and opened the bedroom door.

"Let's see if there is a secret room," he said.

Lu Mingfei sat on the sofa. He would sit anywhere he could, not caring whether it was dirty or not.

Ling stood in the middle of the living room, fiddling with his phone and sending messages to someone unknown.

After hearing Chu Zihang's words, the two immediately took action.

Everything is silent.

In Lu Mingfei's view, his senior brother's business is his own business.

And no matter what Lu Ming insisted on doing, Ling would follow him.

A strange team, with perfect tacit understanding.

Lu Mingfei knocked here and there along the wall. Chu Zihang had a clear goal and after searching the closet he started to turn over the bed.

He lifted the sheets and then the mattress. Fine dust was floating in the light of the flashlight and the bed board was torn apart in a few seconds.

Zero stood outside the bedroom door and stepped back.

"Found it." Chu Zihang stood in the light and dust, staring at the secret door under the bed.

No wonder this bed cannot be pushed. The legs of the bed are completely embedded in the floor, and the whole bed is integrated with the house.

"This... Senior Brother is awesome." Lu Mingfei walked into the room.

"You come and open this door." Chu Zihang made way.

The dusty past will completely emerge the moment this door opens, and Chu Zihang will give the power to open the door to Lu Mingfei.

"Okay, brother." Lu Mingfei jumped onto the bed, squatted down and started tinkering with it.

Chu Zihang turned his head away, his eyes still fixed on the closet.

It was as if he heard the cry of Maybach. The wind and rain continued, and the fifteen-year-old boy stood at the crossroads of fate and waved to him.