Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1682: Underground vault II

Atlas and Dean stood in the middle of the space near where the table was placed.

"I guess that's the exit." Dean glanced at the other path beyond the space they were standing in. He couldn't see ahead, so he narrowed his eyes, but still saw nothing.

Atlas, on the other hand, stood in front of the vault and studied it. It looked like a locker-but wider. However, it was slim for a vault. Even the small office vaults had more width than this.

"It's a door," he said, making Dean look at him.

"Isn't that obvious?" Dean returned sarcastically. "Only a kid wouldn't know this isn't a door."

Atlas ignored him as he walked closer to the combination lock.

"Three..." he whispered, twisting the lock to the number three, then did the same for the next numbers. "... seven..."

He paused as he moved to the number six. "Six."

For a moment, the two of them just stared at the vault, waiting for something to happen. Slowly, Atlas reached for the lever and pulled it down.

CLICK!

Their breaths hitched for a second, a mix of relief that they managed to open it and a strange feeling about what was waiting for them inside. Even so, Atlas pulled it open.

The vault creaked open, echoing sharply in the silence of the underground space they were in.

as the vault door opened. And just as they had expected, it was a door. Inside was a space filled with darkness. Even the lights where they were standing didn't provide enough illumination to see what lay beyond the

walked in. He hissed, thinking they got here because of him. Yet, Atlas was acting as if he had every right to

he grumbled as he pulled out his phone. But before he could walk in, he

for any button or

pushing the door wider as he walked out again.

was meant to open only from the outside. But inside? If this closed with them still inside, there was no way they could get out. They would both die

was sure the door would stay open, even if it closed, he turned. As soon as he did, he caught Atlas already holding his phone with its flashlight on. But that wasn't where Dean focused-he was more

hell is that?" His eyes moved up to where Atlas's flashlight could reach, catching what looked

yet, but somehow, Dean had this feeling that there was

switch," Atlas muttered as he moved his flashlight around, catching a long counter not

followed the light, narrowing his eyes at what looked like cylinders and

world is he doing here?" he wondered to himself before moving his light around. He moved closer to the entrance, searching for the

switch, but there was a

stared at it momentarily before reaching out

their flashlights and the light coming from the door, the two of them squinted their eyes. Unlike the warm orange lights from the stairs

breathed out, opening his eyes carefully. "What the hell

of what this place was. Deep lines formed on his forehead as his

were small tiles of white, with one side where Atlas stood near, full of papers Not just newspapers, but notes, photos, case

of using a real

were taped

other women,

elderly people. There were also

Zoren, William,