Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 540


    Chapter 540 It Is Here


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    Bridger went straight to the second floor. He did not know which one was the master bedroom, but at a


    nce,


    Bridger noticed that all the other rooms were wide open except one room. Thinking about it, he felt that


    there must be something wrong.


    Then Bridger walked straight towards the room and reached the door. But he stopped the moment his


    hand touched


    the door.


    If the book was really hidden inside the master bedroom, Bridger knew he could never find it easily.


    There would definitely be some traps behind the door.


    Simon was so careful that he would never leave that room with no traps at all. After all, the whole


    house was full of traps, not to mention a room where there was a book of martial arts.


    Thinking of that, Bridger gently turned the handle of the door with his hand but was surprised to find


    that it was not locked. It made him feel even more suspicious.


    But Bridger figured that he could not return empty-handed. So he took out a wooden stick from his


    pocket and gently poked the door.


    The door was slightly open. Looking in through the gap, Bridger saw nothing special. There was arge


    bed in the room. And it looked like the master bedroom.


    d as he was, Bridger did not dare to rush forward. He pushed the door half open and took out a pair


    of sses from his pocket.


    He came prepared. It was a pair of sses with a costly infrared ray sensor. As long as Bridger put it


    on, he could clearly see the infrared rays inside the room.


    Bridger put on his sses and looked at the empty room. As expected, there were many densely


    intertwined infrared rays. His lips curled to form a smile. Fortunately, he was prepared for that.


    If he rashly entered, Bridger would definitely trigger the traps. By then, even if he was lucky enough to


    survive, it would be so difficult for him to escape. If Simon found outter, Bridger had no idea how to


    exin himself.


    But things changed since Bridger got the sses.


    He carefully crossed the infrared rays, bent down from time to time, and moved forward bit by bit.


    There were a couple of times when he almost touched the rays, but fortunately, he controlled his body


    well.


    When Bridger reached the strongbox in the corner of the room, he was relieved.


    At that point, his back was already soaked in sweat. After all, Bridger had to ensure that he did not


    touch the rays or


    any sound. Meanwhile, he also had to move as fast as possible in case the servants suddenly barged


    in.


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    Bridger gritted his teeth, thinking about the shares and money that he was about to get. He was ready


    to give it a go.


    Squatting down, Bridger looked at the strongbox. It was an old-fashioned password lock. As long as the


    three spinning pointers were in the right number, it would be unlocked.


    Bridger had seen that kind of password lock before in the office of thepany. He had once


    identally seen Simon open the strongbox and secretly remembered the password in his heart. At


    that time, Bridger was thinking about remembering the password for future convenience. He might want


    to steal some important information from the strongbox someday. It proved to be handy. Bridger saw


    such a strongbox again at that moment.


    He did not know what exactly the password was. But Bridger did see on TV that someone used a


    stethoscope to listen to the subtle movements. When the pointer reached the right position, it would


    make a click sound. But Bridger did


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    not have a stethoscope. Even if he did, he would have no idea how to use it. What’s more, things were


    quite different


    between TV and reality.


    But….


    If it was exactly the same strongbox that Bridger saw in the office, then the password was mostly likely


    to be the


    same.


    While he was still hesitating, Bridger heard some noise downstairs. So he could not help but feel a little


    anxious. If he was any slower, the servants might reallye in. Even if they did not dare, Simon


    woulde back very soon.


    As he thought about that, Bridger gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try, using the password he


    rememberedst


    time.


    He gently turned the pointer and carefully moved it left and right for fear of triggering the traps. When


    he heard a very small click sound, he could clearly feel the door of the strongbox loosening. Bridger


    was overjoyed.


    Just as he was about to open the door, Bridger suddenly thought of something. His hands stopped as


    he was about to open the door. Then he leaned to the side and used the wooden stick to gently pull the


    door open.


    With a whoosh sound, Bridger could sense a cold breeze sweeping past his face. He took a closer look


    and saw two arrows piercing through the strongbox. They were glowing with a cold light. Immediately,


    the sweat on his forehead slid down his face.


    That was so dangerous.


    There were indeed hidden traps in the strongbox. It was Simon’s style. Traps after traps. But when


    Bridger saw a book lying inside, he was ecstatic. He felt so excited that he almost jumped.


    Bridger knew the book must be the one he had been looking for.


    It was hidden right in Simon’s bedroom and protected by traps and a strongbox. What else could it be?


    thought Bridger.


    He didn’t expect his father to be hiding such a good book. And yet Bridger’s father didn’t give the book


    to Bridger but passed it to Simon instead. It annoyed Bridger that no one ever mentioned anything.


    If it wasn’t for Paisley, who fought hard to look for the book, Bridger probably wouldn’t have known that


    there was such a huge secret hidden in his family.


    As he kept cursing his father, Bridger carefully put on his gloves and took out the book from inside.


    It looked antique. The cover was dark blue, and it really looked like those books that taught unique


    martial arts. The book was bound in a thread. And as Bridger went through it, apart from something


    written in Latin, there were only some pictures. Presumably, Bridger figured they were some


    diagrammatic sketches.


    But he had never learned martial arts or Latin. The catalog of this book was nk. There was nothing


    written except some words in the bottom left corner, saying exclusively for the Palmer family.


    There was no name on it, and it seemed even more mysterious.


    However, Bridger was already assured that the secret book must be this one. So he took the book and


    put it in his pocket.


    He learned that from TV as well. As long as he wore gloves and hid the book in his pocket, he would


    not be harmed even if the book was poisoned.


    After getting what he wanted, Bridger felt much more rxed. Turning around anding out, he was


    much faster than before. Of course, he did not forget to close the door of the strongbox.


    He checked carefully to make sure that he would not leave any fingerprints or evidence. Then he


    looked around to make sure that there were no surveince cameras. However, even if there were


    cameras, and Paisley knew what happened, it would bother Bridger anymore.


    When he went downstairs, Bridger felt refreshed and whistled.


    Then, he walked to the edge of the sofa and unhurriedly took out the ring from the gap. Just as he took


    out the ring, the butler knocked on the door and asked, “Mr. Palmer, did you find it?”


    Bridger turned the ring in his hand and looked up at the butler with his face full of impatience. “Why are


    you rushing me? Don’t you know that it is difficult to find such a small thing? I am doing this for your


    own good. If I can’t find it, you are the biggest suspect!”