Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 428 - 309: A New Team Member Added_2

Chapter 428: Chapter 309: A New Team Member Added_2

The three of them had truly experienced the miraculous energy of those Terracotta Figurines!

If they had this thing, wouldn’t their families...

"Of course, the premise is that it needs to be kept a secret."

Actually, Sean Knight was no longer afraid of a leakage. After all, it had already been auctioned off in Ocean City last time and had been sold privately to others.

If it were to be leaked, it would have been exposed long ago.

It’s just that those people who got these things covered it up tightly, for fear that others would find out, so Sean Knight was safe.

The second day, Delton led Sean Knight to an archive room in the King’s Palace.

Now his conversation with Sean Knight became much more casual:

"Sean, this archive contains materials accumulated by the royal family over the centuries. Be careful."

This is just the most ordinary reminder between friends, without any hint of condescension.

Sean Knight glanced around and found that indeed there were several parchment scrolls from centuries ago.

However, most of them were from within the past decades.

"There is a notebook here." Delton walked up to a shelf, picked up an old-fashioned hardcover notebook and handed it to Sean Knight:

"In it, on page 32, you can see a message. This message is the reward for your treasure hunt this time. I think it should be helpful to you."

Sean Knight flipped to page 32 and was astonished by what he saw.

The note was written in English, starting with, "The Schutzstaffel transported a large amount of gold... "

This content reminded Sean Knight of the information he had found online.

During World War II, the Schutzstaffel had sent a large amount of gold, including some treasures, to Sweden.

After the war, most of this gold had been taken away by the British and French as war reparations, but a small part remained in Sweden.

At that time, a certain Jewish organization wanted to reclaim the gold, claiming that it had been plundered from Holocaust victims by the Schutzstaffel.

Sweden refused naturally - they asked the other party to provide a complete Holocaust victim archive.

Of course, the other party did not have it.

The matter was left unsettled.

What kind of clue would it be this time?

Sean Knight continued to read:

"... Many cars, at least a hundred, continued west... The Schutzstaffel did not allow us to ask questions. This matter was a secret. We knew that if it leaked, we would all die... "

"... A month later, the cars returned empty, but with fewer people. I didn’t inquire about their destination. However, during the entertaining of the military officers, I heard the name ’Owl Town’ from a drunken officer... "

The pages following were blank.

Sean Knight did not continue flipping.

Delton explained:

"Owl Town is to the west of Stockholm, more than a hundred kilometers away."

Sean Knight nodded.

"We once searched for it, but we couldn’t find a suitable place to hide treasures near Owl Town. There is an abandoned mine there. We sent people to search specifically, but they found nothing."

Sean Knight nodded again, this was the right way to approach it.

How could the other party not search for a more promising treasure clue? The clues they couldn’t find were simply useless, but it’s a pity to discard them. And now, they found the crown by just using a clue they couldn’t find and one hundred thousand Euros, how cost-effective!

After returning the notebook, Delton and Sean Knight walked out of the archives room together. He said:

"Although it may be inappropriate, I still want to ask: you and Cheryl..."

Sean Knight had a headache. The matter was bound to come up eventually.

Seeing that Sean Knight did not immediately respond, Delton continued:

"Anyway, our entire family is very grateful to you for saving Cheryl at that critical moment. This is on behalf of Cheryl’s family, not the Swedish Royal Family."

Sean Knight said:

"No matter who it is, in such a situation, they would probably do the same as me."

"No, no, no." Delton shook his head: "Believe me, in such a situation, most people would choose to turn and run, rather than go to save someone.

Courage to do the right thing is a good quality in your country, but not necessarily elsewhere."

Sean Knight was silent.

"I know you actually have a girlfriend..." Delton continued.

Sean Knight’s heart tightened.

"But this matter is Cheryl’s choice. We have actually tried to persuade her." Delton, in fact, had already confided:

"But she doesn’t want to be separated from you...so, I can only wish you happiness, and I hope you can perfectly solve this problem."

"This problem should be solved by a man, right?"

Delton looked at Sean Knight with sincere eyes, and even some pleading.

Sean slowly nodded.

Such a problem is inherently difficult to solve, but he is not likely to shake his head.

After getting the clue, Sean returned to his room.

Unexpectedly, Cheryl was also there.

"I heard from Elijah and the others that you’re going back to China for a month? What are you doing?" Cheryl asked accusingly as soon as she spoke, "Are you avoiding me?"

"No," Sean shook his head. "We went to Indonesia first and stayed there for a long time before coming here.

I’m not really tired, but I really miss the delicious food from my hometown. So I plan to go back for a break and then come out again."

"Alright, then I’ll wait for you here," Cheryl accepted the explanation. "Actually, I wanted to go to China with you, but my parents wanted me to stay here and not run around, as punishment for my past disobedience."

Sean felt sorry for her, but he couldn’t take her with him.

If he took her back, it would be even harder to explain later.

Cheryl had no defense against Sean, and although they couldn’t get too close, they were very intimate.

That afternoon, Sean and his friends left Stockholm and returned to China.

After getting off the plane, Douglas Cooper exaggeratedly spread his arms wide:

"I, Hu Han San, am back!"

Seeing the surrounding passengers looking at Douglas with eyes usually reserved for morons, Elijah had the urge to cover his face:

"Can we be low-key? You’ll easily get sent to the Army Mental Hospital like this, you know?"

Sean, curious, asked: "Why the Army Mental Hospital?"

"They used to have a pretty famous mental ward."

"Oh..." Sean suddenly understood.

"Elijah, I’ll kill you!" Douglas gritted his teeth and chased after Elijah.

The four of them laughed and joked before parting ways at the airport, each heading home.

When Sean returned home, he noticed that the countryside was already full of greenery and the crops in the fields were growing well.

Oscar Knight drove excitedly, saying:

"Sean, I heard you bought an island in Indonesia?"

"Yes," Sean looked out the window and replied, "We are currently working on infrastructure construction. Once it’s finished, we can all go there and live for a while."

"That’s great," Sean said excitedly, "Our family has an island now, haha."

This kind of thing used to only be heard in stories, and they never thought it would happen in reality.

Sean suddenly remembered that he hadn’t told his family about buying the island and asked:

"Brother, how did you find out about it?"

"Richard Churchill, that provincial bureau chief, came to our house a few days ago, saying he was your brother and wanted to get to know the family. He told us."

Sean nodded, no wonder.

"He said that thanks to you, he got a great merit and might get a promotion this time."

"That’s good news."

"So, he brought a lot of gifts this time, and our parents were too embarrassed to accept them. But Grandfather said that we were just basking in your glory, so we accepted them."

"That’s nothing," Sean laughed.

When he returned home, Sean saw that the watchtower at the end of the village was still there and asked Oscar:

"Brother, has our home been safe lately?"

"Very safe," Oscar smiled, "There’s no place safer than our village nearby. Nothing has happened, so don’t worry."

As soon as the car entered the courtyard, Sean saw that his Grandfather Ralph Knight was sitting under the eaves, reading a book. He hurriedly greeted him.

"You’ve lost some weight and gotten tanner," Ralph looked at his grandson with a smile, "How much sun did you get?"

"Down south, in the tropics, the sun is fierce," Sean explained, "I’ll recover in a few days."

"Is it the place where you bought the island?" Ralph was also interested in this topic.

"Yes, it’s by the sea and the scenery is beautiful."

"Good, good, good," Ralph grinned, "It’s like adding land to our family."

Sean couldn’t help but laugh, "It’s not the same."