I am a descendant of the White King, but I was born in the Douluo Continent

The door opened, and a girl in a white shirt and A-line skirt who looked like a secretary hurried in and bumped into Caesar who was standing in the front, chest to chest.

At this moment, both sides trembled. The female secretary slowly raised her head and looked coldly at Caesar, who was a head taller than her.

Lu Lin stood behind the three Caesars. The first time he saw the female secretary, he lowered his head because he recognized who this person was.

This is not a female secretary, but the current head of the Sakurai family, Sakurai Nanami!

This woman has met them before!So Lu Lin lowered his head immediately, hiding his baby face that was probably the most distinctive among the four.

In fact, when it comes to the most distinctive face, the most representative one among the four is actually Caesar. He has a standard Western face, and compared with Lu Lin and others, his skin color is lighter. how many degree!

But before he set out, he smeared a thick layer of tanning cream on himself to turn his skin color into a bronze color. He also had makeup on his face for camouflage, so he was very different from his previous image.

Several people dare not even move now. They are betting that Sakurai Nanami does not know every person in the executive bureau and cannot see through Caesar's disguise at the first sight.

As for taking action, not to mention that Sakurai Nanami can be one of the eight heads of the Sheqi family. Their pedigree and strength must not be underestimated. Just the sight they saw through the elevator door made them unable to act rashly.

The 21st floor is an open hall with countless bookshelves. It should be a place similar to a library.But now there are at least dozens or hundreds of executive board members wearing black trench coats working in the aisles between the bookshelves.You don't need to guess, these people must be fully armed. Once they take action, it is obvious what the result will be.

"Baga!" A loud slap hit Caesar's face.

His face was burning, and Caesar was stunned.

"Asshole! Why are you late?" Sakurai Nanami roared.

"Can't read!" Caesar probably understood, but he was confused and could only bow frequently and apologize in standard Japanese.

"Apologizing is useless. If you go to the battlefield, when you have the chance to apologize, the apology can only be your last words! Join the team moving boxes! There is a shortage of manpower over there! Run! Run like a horse! "Sakurai Nanami pointed to the door.

Several executive bureau officials were running past the elevator door, each carrying a file box.Only then did Lu Lin and others get the opportunity to look at this floor carefully. Rows of large bookshelves leading to the roof separated the space on this floor. On the bookshelves stood documents bound into volumes, wrapped in plain white. Leather shell.

Except for Sakurai Nanami, who was wearing a white uniform skirt, everyone on this floor was wearing a black windbreaker. Everyone performed their duties. Some were responsible for packing the documents on the bookshelf, some were counting and making tables, and the transport team was responsible for sealing the documents. The file boxes were moved to the freight elevator; only a few people did not participate in this tense and orderly move. They patrolled around with their hands on the handles of their guns. Obviously, the value of these documents was extraordinary.

Caesar thought of the century-old library of Kassel Academy, which displays manuscripts handwritten by researchers of all generations, bound in volumes and sheathed in cowhide.This floor is actually the library or archives of the eight Sheqi families.

Sakurai Nanami took the elevator downstairs with a frosty face. She actually didn't recognize Caesar.But it's no wonder that she and Caesar only met briefly. At that time, Caesar was still a noble man with flowing blond hair in a white suit. Who would have thought that the young master of the Gattuso family would dress himself up like a man? Is public relations as slutty?

There were dozens of file boxes piled next to the bookshelf that had just been emptied. It was obvious that the moving team did not have enough manpower. Lu Lin, Lu Mingfei, Caesar and Chu Zihang trotted over and picked up a box each, followed by the others. Freight elevator.

Caesar imitated the person in front of him and put the document box in front of the elevator. Someone was responsible for recording and checking the number on the document box. Then the box of documents was covered in a black envelope and sent into the elevator.

The person in charge of taking notes shook the pencil in his hand as a signal, and the person carrying the documents behind him stopped. The member of the executive board who stayed in the elevator nodded, and the elevator took him and the stacked document boxes to the upper floor.

Caesar looked around and saw that all entrances and exits were guarded by Executive Bureau cadres.This weird move looks like it will last until tomorrow morning. There are so many documents here that they can't take too long, otherwise they will be discovered sooner or later.

"They calculated well that every time fifty boxes of documents are loaded into the elevator, the person who moves the last box of documents in is responsible for escorting the documents upstairs, and the first person who moves the boxes can leave." Lu Lin said in a low voice.

Caesar and others suddenly realized.The Japanese are very organized in their work, to the point of rigidity. The number of document boxes transported in each elevator is specified, no more, no less, fifty boxes. The porters naturally act as escorts, and everyone divides the work and cooperates. It's as precise as an automated machine.

After discovering this, they can control the speed to make themselves human. They can leave the archives in only four times, which takes about four and 10 minutes.

The four of them exchanged glances, and finally Caesar said: "Lu Lin goes first, I am second, Chu Zihang is third, and Lu Mingfei is last."

The reason for this arrangement was simply that Lu Mingfei was the only person present with a face that could be considered "popular", Lu Lin's baby face was too conspicuous, and Caesar's bronzed skin dyed with tanning cream was too easy to spot, so They both have to go first.

Soon it was time for the next round of transportation. Lu Lin got his position and successfully boarded the elevator as an individual.

The moment the elevator door closed, the screen showing the floor suddenly went out, all the floor buttons were disabled, and the word "Shinto" lit up in red above the door.

The elevator door opened, and the smell of burning spices spread across the floor. There was only a slightly shiny passage in the dark space, with red cup wax lit on both sides of the passage.

This is a space similar to a Buddhist temple. The passage passes under a three- to four-meter-high torii gate. The vermilion paint on the torii gate is mottled, revealing the dark red original color of the wood.This thing is obviously an ancient artifact with a long history. It was originally built in an open-air environment exposed to wind and rain. The interior designer dismantled it and moved it to Genji Heavy Industries and then erected it as it was.

Lu Lin keenly sensed something different in the depths of the passage, but he did not act rashly. He just straightened the knife and placed it where he could easily draw the knife, and then moved the cartons in the elevator as quickly as possible. Move out of the elevator, pick up one of them and walk forward slowly.

A tall wooden sculpture stood in the darkness. A gauze curtain hung in front of the wooden sculpture. It was vaguely a standing statue of King Kong or an evil ghost, with a white paper rope wrapped around its body.In Shintoism, this kind of paper rope is called "banner", which means both sacredness and seal. Japanese shrines enshrine all kinds of strange things, between ghosts and gods, and the priests wrap them with banners. Take good care of those clay and wood sculptures, lest they do evil.

The brightness of the cup wax is very limited, and the heads of the sculptures are hidden in the darkness. They seem to be looking down at the people who step into the place, and they are majestic.There are also various sacrificial utensils placed around, and a shrine is placed on the wooden shoulder chariot. In the shrine sits an unknown ancient god. The shoulder chariot is covered with arm-thick purple ropes, like a dragon guarding the god. 's throne.

Lu Lin passed through layers of curtains, and the rich smell of blood covered in incense came, and at the same time a long-bright lamp illuminated his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a whistling wind in his ears. Without hesitation, Lu Lin turned sideways and threw out the cardboard box in his hand, and at the same time put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

Immediately, the golden ocean suddenly lit up in this space with only the ever-burning lamp as the light source.