It was six o'clock that evening.
In the second-floor hall of the villa, Old Cadre, Xiao Shuai, Brother Hong, Yin Tiger, and Tan Pang all sat in chairs with strange expressions, exchanging looks.
"Sandbag made all of us come out, but he's checking the rooms one by one himself. What's that supposed to mean?!" Xiao Shuai stole a glance at the Kun Room and whispered, "What the hell is he up to?"
Brother Hong also looked at Tan Pang suspiciously. "Are you sure... he found a way to solve the Secret Chamber?"
"All he said was, 'I know everything now.'" Tan Pang shook his head helplessly. "I spent the whole day getting beaten up with him. We were together the entire time. I don't know what exactly he's figured out, and I don't dare ask."
"Why don't you dare ask?!" Old Cadre spoke up.
"He said that if he found a way to solve the Secret Chamber, he'd charge each of us three million a day to keep us alive." Tan Pang gave him a sidelong look. "Since he figured out the method, he deserves to get paid."
"My relationship with Sandbag goes all the way back to the first day. He probably won't charge me." The moment Brother Hong heard Tan Pang bring it up, he played the friendship card.
"I'm not paying. If he won't tell me, I'll beat him up," Yin Tiger said succinctly. "After that, I'm not even going into a room today. I'll just wait until eight thirty and beat up Song Mingzhe."
"...!" Tan Pang looked both astonished and admiring. "Brother Tiger is Brother Tiger. You're so fierce it defies reason."
Old Cadre listened to their conversation, looking thoughtful.
Xiao Shuai sneered. "Heh, you're actually taking him seriously? You believe it just because he