Chapter 1606

After shamiakin and Lyuba had left, I sat alone on the sofa in the living room, looking around, wondering where the Earl of the Czar would hide his treasure.

There are four families living upstairs and downstairs. Even if there is a darkroom, it can't be located upstairs. Without the darkroom, the count's treasures could only be hidden in the safe.

Opposite the sofa I sit on, there is a medieval fireplace. The first thing I thought was, is the safe in the fireplace? Thinking about this, I got up unconsciously and went to the fireplace.

When I saw clearly that the inner wall of the fireplace was blackened and there were signs of using it, I immediately denied my conjecture. If the count's safe is really hidden here, as soon as the stove is lit, the contents of the safe will be completely destroyed in the high temperature.

I looked again at a portrait of a nobleman on a high horse hanging above the fireplace. It should be the count or his ancestors. Seeing this picture, I immediately think that in the movies I watched before, those safes with jewelry or important documents were hidden behind the picture frame. Thinking of this, I quickly stood on tiptoe and carefully opened the picture frame to see what happened. But after opening it, I found that there was only a wall pasted with wallpaper on the back.

When I looked around again, I found that there were many picture frames on the wall, including scenery and portraits. So I went to the frames and opened them one by one to see if there was a safe hidden behind them. Unfortunately, the back of the frames was empty, and there was no safe in my imagination.

I even lifted the cover of the piano beside the sofa and carefully checked whether there was a sandwich in it. There were treasures that the count could not take away.

After more than an hour of tossing and turning, I sat in a daze on the sofa with no effort. No matter in the living room or bedroom, all the picture frames hanging on the wall have been lifted and checked by me without exception, but unfortunately, I found nothing. I began to doubt whether I was a treasure hunting movie. After seeing it, I would instinctively think that there would be treasures here as soon as I heard that it was the place where the Russian Earl once lived.

But on second thought, after the count left, there were several important people who had lived here for more than ten years. Even if there were any safes, they would have been transferred long ago.

As soon as I thought that the treasure had been taken by others, I immediately lost my interest in searching for it. After a simple wash, I lay on the big bed in my bedroom, ready to turn off the light and go to bed.

Who knows, after a while's sleep, I suddenly felt peeped. I couldn't help feeling flustered. I pressed the lamp on the bedside table in a hurry and searched around for the thing that made me feel very uncomfortable.

As soon as the light came on, I saw a portrait of a lady on the wall at the end of the bed. She did not know whether it was the count's wife or her elder. Her eyes were fixed on me lying on the bed. I quickly lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, walked barefoot to the frame, raised my hand, took off the portrait, and leaned it against the wall.

After turning off the light again, I lay in bed and couldn't sleep. I was thinking about whether there was any treasure in this house? According to my analysis, after the house was taken over by the Soviet Union, it must have been transformed. The original house was transformed into four families upstairs and downstairs. If the safe for storing treasures was too large, it would have been discovered long ago.

I try to think back to later generations of Russians who like to press the safe in what position. Oil painting picture frame is the most common situation; The other is in the wardrobe. Because of the shelter of clothes, even if you open the cabinet to see, you can't find the location of the safe. I've also seen people hide the safe behind the tapestry. Only by lifting the tapestry can we see the safe behind.

I thought of the huge Persian tapestry hanging on the living room wall. Maybe there would be something else behind it. But now I was too tired to get up again, so I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

As soon as it was dawn, I heard people walking and talking in the street outside. I jumped out of bed, rushed into the bathroom, washed up and started my treasure hunt again.

I started to search from the bedroom, opened the wardrobe and carefully checked every corner. I even knocked on the wallboard against the wall, but I didn't find the mezzanine safe or hear the hollow echo from the wall.

After nothing in the bedroom, I came to the living room with my last hope. Staring at the exquisite Persian tapestry on the wall, my heart became a little uneasy. My heart said that if there was no one behind it, I would be crazy about treasure.

When I opened the tapestry a little bit with shaking hands, I didn't see clearly whether there was a safe behind the blanket, but I was almost squinted by the dust. I quickly held my breath, closed my eyes, grabbed the tapestry with both hands and shook it hard. Then I rushed to the window and fumbled to open the window so that the dust could disperse quickly.

When the dust cleared away, I opened the tapestry again, and saw that the wall with wallpaper on the back was bare, nothing, no safe at all.

I put down the tapestry, went to the sofa and sat down with a lost face, and thought with great sadness, "am I really wrong? There is no treasure left by the count here. Is it just my personal imagination? "

After sitting on the sofa for a while, I got up and closed the window. Looking at the tapestry on the wall by the window, I couldn't help laughing bitterly. I said that I was really bewildered. Since many people lived here, even if there was any treasure, it must have been found and taken away by the previous tenants.

Think of here, I can't help but hard to hit the wall, who knows but came a hollow echo. When I heard the sound, I was stunned for a moment, thinking that I had made a mistake. So he raised his hand again and tentatively knocked on the position just now. He found that the back of the wall there seemed to be empty.

I was overjoyed by this discovery. I lifted the tapestry and looked at it. The wall there was no different from other places. It was just that when I knocked, the sound was hollow. It was obvious that there was a sandwich or something. I rushed to the utility room, looking for one or two tools to pry the wall open.

There are a lot of things in the utility room. They are all useless furniture and bedding. I can't find the tools I want. In desperation, I went into the kitchen again, found two stainless steel knives from the cabinet, and then returned to the living room.

I took off the tapestry first, knocked on the wall carefully with a knife handle, confirmed the hollow position, and then carefully tore off the wallpaper to expose the white gypsum wallboard inside. I inserted the knife into the gap, forced a pry, immediately a white gypsum board fell to the ground, broken like pieces of fish scale. I saw a black hole in the back of the plasterboard, and I knew that my judgment was correct. The house was made of stones. If I had not done it intentionally, there would not have been such a hole.

After five or six minutes of hard work, the hole behind the gypsum board finally revealed its true face. I don't know if it's the count or who. He made a hole one foot square in the stone of the house, in which there were two black drawer type wooden boxes.

When I saw the two boxes, I felt dizzy, my heart beat faster, and my breathing became heavy. I tried to lift the box and it felt heavy, but I moved it from the hiding place to the ground and there was no problem.

There was no lock on the drawer, only a rusty copper handle. Holding my breath, I gently opened the box, and suddenly felt a flash in front of my eyes, with piles of gold coins shining inside. I picked up a small gold coin with a diameter of only about two centimeters. On the front is a profile of Nicholas II. On the back is a two headed eagle. The bottom of the coin is written in Russian: "five rubles 1900".

Having been in Russia for many years, I know something about this kind of coin. At a glance, I recognized that it was the Russian gold ruble issued in 1900. In later generations, the market value of this kind of coin was 200000-300000 soft coins per coin. I carefully counted the gold coins neatly placed in the drawer, and there were as many as 500. If I could bring so many gold coins back to future generations, I would become a billionaire.

See the box above, there is such a valuable thing, then the box below will certainly not let me down. So I carefully put the gold into the box, gently closed the drawer, and got up to get another box.

When I opened the drawer this time, I saw that there were only three black bunches inside. I opened it and found that it was full of pearls; I opened the second bag in a hurry and saw that it was full of rubies.

Before opening the third bag, I took two deep breaths, and when I was in a stable mood, I opened the third bag carefully. There is a bag full of things like crystal sugar and ice. I know in my heart that the count will never be bored to put these two kinds of worthless things in his treasure chest. Then these things can only be diamonds.

Just when I was worried about where to put these things, suddenly a doorbell came from the door. At this moment, a bomb explodes beside me, and it is absolutely not as shocking as the sudden ringing of the bell. I asked loudly to the door, "who, who is outside?"

Outside the door came Liuba's voice: "it's me, Comrade General. I'm Liuba."

"What's the matter?" As I was busily packing up the jewels and gold coins on the ground, I asked, "what can I do for you?"

"Comrade General, here comes a soldier from the Kremlin." Liuba didn't realize that I was different. She said without hesitation: "he said there is something important to find you!"

"Liuba, please ask him to wait for a few minutes." I'm crazy to hear that it's someone from the Kremlin. I don't know how to answer if they come in and see plaster fragments and treasure boxes all over the floor. So I can only find a way to delay for a while to buy myself more time to clean up the room“ Just say I'm still changing. "

Taking advantage of the temporary silence outside, I put two boxes behind the sofa. After hanging the tapestries back, I took the time to clean up the plaster fragments on the ground. After reconfirming that there were no flaws, he sorted out his uniform, went to the door, opened a crack in the door, and asked Liuba standing at the door, "Liuba, where's the comrade who came to deliver the letter?"

Liuba quickly side of the body, let out a soldier standing behind her. The soldier stepped forward, raised his hand to his forehead, saluted me and said respectfully, "Hello, general. Comrade shamiakin asked me to send you a document. Please check it."

I took the file bag in the soldier's hand and gave him a receipt. Pretending to be polite, he said, "Comrade soldier, please come in and have a cup of tea." To my request, the soldier hesitated for a moment. Finally, he shook his head and replied decisively, "no, comrade general, I want to go back to the Kremlin immediately. Thank you for your kindness!" Then he raised his hand to salute me again and turned down the stairs. Standing at the door, Liuba saw the soldier coming down the stairs, nodded and laughed at me, followed the soldier, held the handrail of the stairs and limped down the stairs. Seeing that both of them left, I quickly closed the door and gasped with my back against the door. I felt that my back was soaked with sweat. If anyone promised to come in just now, I would find the secret in the living room. Therefore, my top priority is to deal with it properly. I carefully put the box with jewels and gold coins into the hole again. But the plaster board outside has been damaged by me, and it can't be recovered in a short time. Fortunately, it's blocked by the tapestry. As long as no one lifts the tapestry, they can't find the secret behind. As for the pile of plaster fragments that I just cleaned up, if I stay here or throw them at the nearby garbage station, it is likely to be found by the "Chaoyang people" like Liuba, and cause unnecessary trouble. I'd better wait until I have the opportunity to go out and find a far away place to throw them. If you want to continue treasure hunting, you will know that there is something important to deal with when you see the thick paper bag on the desk. Treasure hunting can only be postponed temporarily. Although I found two boxes today, I was still a little dissatisfied. According to the characteristics of the count's treasure, the treasure he had hidden was definitely more than what I found. When I have a chance, I will continue to look for something more valuable. I opened the document bag and pulled out a thick stack of documents from it. When I got close to my eyes, it turned out that it was about the liberation of Bulgaria again. Zhukov went back to the front line. Naturally, the contact with Bulgarian comrades fell on me. I didn't dare to neglect it. I sat down at the table and scanned the important contents carefully.