While unpacking and inspecting, Hunter quickly moved all the arms Stanfield had hidden in the villa's attic
into his own private space!
By the time the last box was put away,
Hunter had gained a total of over thirty different pieces of police-grade weaponry ordered from the Drug Enforcement Bureau.
In addition, he had actually obtained two cases of Flashbangs, one case of flashbang grenades, four cases of hand grenades, and eight sets of police body armor printed with the DEA logo.
Setting aside the fact that many of these were good items that couldn't be bought on the market without proper channels,
Hunter conservatively estimated their value alone to be over three or four million us dollars.
From these gains alone, his trip into Stanfield's home had already yielded a small profit.
"It was worth it!"
However, Hunter didn't believe that Stanfield—this corrupt cop who wore the mantle of the Drug Enforcement Bureau
and dared to openly sell drugs—had only embezzled this small amount of assets over the years.
After clearing out those weapons and equipment, Hunter quickly performed several more serious and careful inspections of the entire attic space.
He shook his head helplessly; he could confirm there were no hidden compartments or such places to hide things here.
Consequently, Hunter quickly evacuated the attic.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to take the towel he had used to block the camera with him.
Hunter didn't want even the slightest possible clue to be found by those investigating afterward, especially the FBI.
After quickly descending from the attic, he had completely finished inspecting the entire second floor of the villa.
Hunter then continued his inspection down to the first floor.
Following the stairs, he had just walked down to the first floor.
When Hunter checked with the mirror, his face immediately twitched.
The first floor of Stanfield's house was fitted with surveillance everywhere, from the living room to the stairs and the corridors.
"It seems the first floor is very likely to have things hidden."
"Maybe the black money Stanfield earned from selling drugs is hidden on the first floor."
Hunter didn't believe that Stanfield had only embezzled some weapons and equipment from the Drug Enforcement Bureau all these years.
He used the mirror to check for a while, but found that he simply couldn't find a surveillance blind spot.
He would definitely be captured by the surveillance cameras, leaving behind an image.
Hunter couldn't be sure if damaging these surveillance cameras would trigger any alarms.
Thinking about the fact that he was already wearing makeup, he took out the bandit mask he had used before to investigate Steve's villa from his private space.
After putting it on his head, Hunter finally walked downstairs.
He walked quickly through the living room, not checking it at all.
Hunter didn't think that Stanfield would hide black money or anything like that in the living room on the first floor.
Then, he searched through the rooms on the first floor one by one.
Unlike the second floor of the villa, almost all the rooms on the first floor of Stanfield's villa were locked.
Along the way, Hunter only encountered three small unlocked rooms.
One was a half-bath, one was a bathroom, and one was a kitchen.
All the other rooms were locked.
Hunter opened them in turn. The study hidden several guns, and the drawers also hid some cash, but not much, only a few thousand us dollars.
The bedroom also hid several guns, along with a gold watch encrusted with diamonds. He figured it should be worth some money, so he took it as well.
The home bar also hid guns; it was clear that Stanfield was very cautious.
Searching room by room, Hunter soon finished looking through all the rooms on the first floor of Stanfield's villa.
However, even though he tapped on every wall and floor...
...he didn't find any secret compartments, basements, or safes where money might be hidden.
"Strange!"
Hunter didn't believe that a man like Stanfield, who knowingly broke the law...
...a bastard who worked for the Los Angeles Narcotics Bureau but used his position to secretly engage in the evil business of drug trafficking...
...wouldn't have earned enough black money over the years.
Although the Drug Enforcement Bureau weapons and equipment he found in the attic earlier had already made the trip worthwhile for Hunter...
...it was precisely because of the harvest in the attic just now that he was now even more convinced he could find more of what he wanted here at Stanfield's place.
"Where is it hidden?"
Passing a camera again, Hunter looked up and met the gaze of that surveillance camera.
He didn't know how much time he had left. Stanfield might have never thought before that someone would dare to break into his home.
Because of this, although he had installed many surveillance cameras in his home, he hadn't arranged for guards.
After all, on the surface, Stanfield was just a senior agent of the Drug Enforcement Bureau.
An official salary of a hundred thousand or so us dollars a year was not enough for him to live like a wealthy man.
"But where would Stanfield hide the money?"
Passing the home bar, Hunter stopped and took a few more looks.
In Stanfield's villa, a room had been specifically set aside to make a home bar.
Inside were several wine cabinets, on which many bottles of red wine, whiskey, brandy, and so on were placed.
Hunter didn't have much of a drinking habit, and he hadn't really drunk much Western liquor in his previous life. After transmigrating, he had tried it a few times but wasn't very used to it.
So he had only checked it cursorily before, and after determining there were no secret doors or mechanisms, he ignored it and left.
Looking at the wine cabinet again now, he quickly became certain.
"Something's fishy!"
In Stanfield's home bar, there was a half-empty wine bottle.
The text on the label was French. Because of the proficiency system, Hunter had self-taught some French.
---Requesting flowers--- If he hadn't identified it wrongly, it should be a French-made Hine Grande Champagne Cognac.
Just looking at that gorgeous bottle, this bottle of wine shouldn't be too cheap.
Hunter looked at the others placed on the wine cabinet; they were all cheap liquors worth ten or even dozens of us dollars that could be found in supermarkets.
He looked carefully for a while, and suspicion inevitably arose in his heart, so he picked up a few bottles and checked them carefully.
Sure enough, Hunter soon discovered that many of the liquors on the wine cabinet had production dates more than three to five years old.
Clearly, these cheap liquors were just bought to be placed here as a display for others to see.
"There's a problem, definitely a problem!"
"Stanfield should have another place specifically for storing expensive liquors, unless he just buys one bottle of fine wine and drinks it immediately."
Hunter thought of the firearms and equipment he had found in the attic not long ago.
He became even more certain in his heart that there must be a hidden place in Stanfield's home for hiding liquor and valuable items... Immediately, he centered his search on the home bar again and re-checked the first floor.
But still, he couldn't find the place.
"It shouldn't be. There must be a hidden secret room in Stanfield's home."
"It's even possible that it's an underground wine cellar or a basement."
"Could it be that its entrance is over by the carport?"
On one side of Stanfield's villa, there was also a garage.
However, although it was called a garage, it was actually more appropriate to describe it as a carport.
Because there was no door at all, Hunter had already glanced at it before entering the villa.
At that time, he hadn't found anything unusual.
He was hesitating whether to leave the villa to check the carport.
Unconsciously, Hunter had already walked back to the living room on the first floor of the villa.
He instinctively stopped, then looked up at several surveillance cameras.
Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed Hunter's mind.
"Well played, Stanfield. You really are a cunning guy."
"I was wondering just now why three of the six surveillance cameras on this floor are here in the living room."
"Could it be that Stanfield hid the entrance to the basement right here in the hall on the first floor?"
As the thought occurred to him, he immediately began tapping continuously on every part of the floor and every part of the wall in the hall.
Searching all the way to the space under the stairs leading to the second floor, Hunter looked at what appeared to be a stone wall made of bricks.
But he reached out and tapped hard on the stone wall under the stairs.
"Thump, thump!"
The sound that came out had a hollow echo.
Clearly, the stone wall under the stairs that seemed to be built of bricks hid a secret inside...
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