"Any discoveries?"
"None."
Fan Dahai frowned, while the person in charge, standing at the door, wore a faint smile and didn't press them.
"So we…"
Just as Fan Dahai was about to call it quits and leave,
that very moment, someone in the team tapped the side of a wall, "I have another question, is there a secret compartment here?"
The person in charge's smile instantly stiffened.
Fan Dahai turned to look.
The one who had spoken was the newbie who had just joined the team, who didn't say anything else but stretched out his hand to the wall and gave it a tap, the sound from the hollow wall made everyone exchange glances.
"Is there really a compartment?" Fan Dahai looked back.
The person in charge managed a stiff smile, "Is there? I really didn't know that."
"Hmm." Fan Dahai withdrew his gaze, and with two fingers, he poked through the wall, looking inside to the pitch-dark.
He reached out his hand.
A teammate aimed the detection device.
"Traces of poison gas."
