I'm not a drama god

The staff member did not expect that Sun Bumian, who was always cynical and had a bad temper, would actually be serious this time. He watched Sun Bumian walk into the depths of the stone corridor and became extremely anxious for a moment.

Sun Bumian didn't care about all this and just forced his way through the corridor. His eyes swept across the rooms on both sides. Most of them were narrow rooms covered with white sheets and quilts, and some inexplicably empty rooms. His brows were furrowed more and more.

As he walked forward, the guests' conversation became clearer. At this moment, several figures suddenly ran out from the secret passage next to them!

"Mr. Sun, please don't mess around..."

Without saying anything, Sun Bumian took a step forward, knocked over all the staff members, and then grabbed one of them by the collar.

"Where is Sun Zhongliang?"

"Mr. Sun, there may be some misunderstanding between us..."

"If you don't tell me where Sun Zhongliang is, believe it or not, I will tear this crappy place down?!"

"This……"

"Mr. Sun."

A voice came from deep in the secret passage.

Hearing this voice, Sun Bumian slowly turned his head and saw Sun Zhongliang and a few others who had arrived at the entrance of the secret passage without him noticing. He looked at this place with a complicated expression...

Sun Bumian let go of the man's collar, let him fall to the ground, and then walked towards Sun Zhongliang step by step.

"Sun Zhongliang..."

Sun Bumian spoke in a cold voice, with colorful flames still burning on his temples. Although he was wearing small round sunglasses, he looked like a terrifying lion, baring his fangs and approaching his prey.

"What on earth are you doing??"

Under the pressure from Sun Bumian, the staff and military personnel around Sun Zhongliang immediately wanted to protect Sun Zhongliang behind them, but were stopped by the latter.

"Mr. Sun, we are just doing what the 749 Bureau is supposed to do."

Sun Zhongliang is an ordinary person, but facing the seventh-level oppression from Sun Bumian, he still straightened his back and answered calmly.

"What should Bureau 749 do? Are you talking about kidnapping the heir of Nuo opera?"

Sun Bumian stopped in front of Sun Zhongliang and pulled down the small round sunglasses on his nose. His pupils with colored circles stared at Sun Zhongliang who was just around the corner. "Where is Shen Nan? What did you do to him?"

"He is resting here. If you want to see him, I can take you to find him."

Sun Bumian raised his eyebrows.

"lead the way."

Sun Zhongliang did not refuse at all. He waved his hand, signaling the staff around him to make way, then turned around and walked deeper into the secret passage.

Sun Bumian looked at Sun Zhongliang's departing back, not knowing what he was thinking. After hesitating for a moment, he took a step and followed behind.

The group passed through one intricate stone corridor after another and finally came to a spacious underground space.

This space is about the size of a basketball court, with four or five staff members busy moving around inside. In the center of the space, densely packed closed-circuit televisions are stacked into a tower, with different screens showing images of different corridors and rooms.

At this time, there were about four closed-circuit televisions, all broadcasting an underground space similar to a conference room. Old tables and chairs were arranged in an arc shape, and the hanging incandescent lamps illuminated the entire conference room as bright as day. At this time, many guests were gathered together with puzzled faces, discussing something fiercely. Han Xiang, Xiao Chunping, Yao Qing and others were among them.

Sun Bumian's eyes swept across the TV, and then he was attracted to the side by the figure of Sun Zhongliang, who stopped in the room in the corner of the space.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

He first raised his hand and knocked on the door gently, then pushed it open and walked in.

Behind the door was a dimly lit room of ten square meters, with a small single bed on it. The bed was already covered with clean white bedding, and there were three dishes and a soup on the bedside table, but it looked like nothing had been eaten...

Beside the single bed, a figure with his head lowered heard the noise and slowly raised his eyes.

"...Sun Bumian?"

When Shen Nan saw the person coming, his gray eyes brightened slightly.

When Sun Bumian saw the scene here, his face became extremely gloomy. He grabbed Sun Zhongliang's collar with his backhand, a colorful flame flashed, and he pressed him against the wall like lightning!

"You still say there is no kidnapping?" Sun Bumian said coldly.

“I personally watched the 749th Bureau being built up from scratch. Although the directors of each bureau were not good people, at least they would not do such a thing as kidnapping the heir of intangible cultural heritage… Sun Zhongliang, you really opened my eyes.

Looks like I have to clean up the mess for your grandfather today."

His speed was so fast that the other staff and military figures could not react. Just when everyone was about to take action, Sun Zhongliang, who was strangled in mid-air, raised his hand again to stop him!

"Tell me! What is your purpose in deliberately holding the conference in Wushan and luring all the successors to this underground place? What is the matter with the fatal disaster in Wushan Town?!" Sun Bumian's eyes flashed with coldness.

"and many more!!"

To everyone's surprise, Shen Nan suddenly stood up and grabbed Sun Bumian's arm with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would be killed by Sun Zhongliang in the next moment.

Sun Bumian turned his head to look at him, a hint of doubt flashing across his brows.

"Things are not quite the same as we expected..."

Shen Nan opened his mouth and seemed to be about to say something, but Sun Zhongliang suddenly spoke, "I admit that I did put Shen Nan under house arrest, but that was to prevent the news from leaking out in advance and causing unnecessary trouble... I, Sun Zhongliang, can guarantee with my life that the 749th Bureau did not do anything to harm the descendants. We are just fulfilling our duties."

"What are the duties of Bureau 749?"

"Gather, protect, and pass on the Shinto owners of all cultures."

Sun Bumian watched the 749th Bureau come to being, so he naturally knew the original intention of its establishment. However, the doubt in his eyes became more and more intense. "What does this have to do with this underground project?"

"The Wushan 7012 underground project is one of the most advanced shelters left over from the last century. It is strong enough to isolate all levels of thermal weapons from killing. It also has the most advanced poison gas, biological adhesive filtration system and ventilation system. It is the safest place to protect all descendants here..."

"Safe?" Sun Bumian keenly caught the key words, "What do you mean? What do you know?"

"Mr. Sun... a critical juncture that concerns everyone's survival is about to come."

Sun Zhongliang's face showed a bitter look. "Under the turbulent waves of global turmoil, you, me, and everyone in that conference room are just small grains of sand... Grains of sand cannot decide their own fate. Only by hiding in the deepest part of the rock can they avoid the turmoil brought about by the impact of the rapids."

Sun Bumian stood there in a daze.

next moment,

The shrill air raid sirens, accompanied by flashing red lights, suddenly echoed throughout the entire underground project!