"I can't believe there's a hidden compartment behind the bookshelf! It's been here all these years, and I never noticed!"
Mo Xiaoxue had discovered a whole new world, but instead of checking what was inside the hidden compartment, she turned to look at the camera, which was barely the size of a pinhole.
"Zero, don't tell my brother."
Zero, who had been watching Mo Xiaoxue's every move, didn't say a word. It neither agreed to tell him nor promised to keep quiet.
In Mo Xiaoxue's eyes, Zero's silence meant it had chosen to keep quiet.
Rubbing her little hands together, Mo Xiaoxue opened the first drawer in the hidden compartment.
That's right—the hidden compartment covering the entire wall was made up of drawer after drawer.
The moment she pulled open the first drawer, Mo Xiaoxue stared in astonishment. She even rubbed her eyes in disbelief, wondering if she'd spent too long looking at documents and her vision was playing tricks on her.
What was she looking at?
An Ultraman lay quietly inside the drawer. It was old and worn, and it was even missing an arm.
What was this about? Did her brother collect Ultraman figures? She was his little sister, and even she hadn't known.
What Mo Xiaoxue found baffling was that even if he did collect Ultraman figures, why hide them in a secret compartment?
She couldn't make heads or tails of it.
Shaking her head, Mo Xiaoxue pushed the drawer back in, a little disappointed, then opened the second drawer beside it.
After pulling it open, Mo Xiaoxue looked astonished once again. This time, unlike before, she froze for a long while, unable to snap out of it.
If she'd been a little confused before, the object now before her, buried deep in her memories, dispelled every