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Zhang Heng returned from the grocery store with a backpack and passed through the lobby of Gilman Hostel.

The obedient waiter didn't say a word, as if he didn't see the inexplicable backpack behind him, even though the rifle's tip had been protruded out of it for a long time.

Zhang Heng stepped on the dilapidated staircase and walked towards the guest room on the top floor. The wooden board creaked under his feet, as if protesting the sudden weight increase on him.

The electric lights in the corridor are no better than the outside. Although they are still on, the range of light they can reach is really limited, and the shadows cast on the walls seem alarming.

Zhang Heng noticed that someone was moving in Fabericote's room. From the pace, he could hear how irritable the young foreigner was now, but after a while, he sat down again, and seemed to have taken the book from his luggage. After coming out, Zhang Heng heard the sound of the paper being turned, and Fabericotte seemed to want to calm himself in this way.

So Zhang Heng did not continue to stand in the corridor anymore, and reached out and pushed open the door of his room.

Zhang Heng, who returned to his residence, did not take a rest next, but began to organize the things he brought back. He tried to make several combustion flasks using the method entrusted to him by the Finnish guerrillas during the Soviet-Finnish war. Of course, he used those Several wine bottles, but the pure whiskey degree is not high, and it is difficult to be ignited. Zhang Heng waited for some high-purity whiskey by distillation, and added velvet as a fuze.

Then he filled all three guns with bullets, and tied the claw hooks at the front of the rope, so that he could use it to climb the wall. In the end, Zhang Heng also picked up the fishing line, and he was full of fishing lines in the room. The fishing lines were very thin and could not be seen without looking carefully under the existing dim light, let alone off. In the darkness behind the lights.

Only Zhang Heng knew the location of those fishing lines.

He did not expect these fishing lines to kill, after all, their sharpness and tenacity are limited, as long as they can stop the uninvited guests, especially the idea of ​​not knowing where there are fishing lines in the house. , So that the other party's actions will naturally be blocked.

Zhang Heng paid particular attention to the positions of several doors and windows, and after he left himself an escape route, he blocked all other places with fishing lines.

After doing all this, he put his chair against the door handle, and then lay down on the bed.

He didn't fall asleep. First, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or somewhere. Second, he didn't have any sleepiness, so he lay there and checked his four shadow series props.

Zhang Heng can't say why, after coming to this place, he can clearly feel that the power contained in the shadow set has recovered, but it is different from his previous use. Zhang Heng took out his favorite [Shadow] Moment], meditate on the crow in my heart.

However, the next moment he could not see the crow in the dark. Zhang Heng tried to change the number of uses and the remaining [foot of the shadow], which also had no results.

Zhang Hengzheng was going to try [Shadow Key] again, but then his ears moved.

There are creaks coming from the stairs and corridors, which means that someone has come upstairs, and it is not a new tenant or a hostel waiter, except that the only bus connected to the outside world will be shut down tonight. , Because the visitor deliberately put the pace lightly.

This means that the other party came up secretly and did not want to be known.

Zhang Heng spent a lot of time distilling whiskey and setting traps. Now it's 12 o'clock in the evening, most people must have fallen asleep, as if to confirm his speculation, the next moment in Zhang Heng's house The old lights suddenly went off and the room fell into darkness.

This is not because its service life has finally arrived, until the day of glorious retirement, but because someone has cut off the switch.

Zhang Heng knew that the good show was about to begin.

The town's population chanted that there was a celebration in the evening, but there was still no one on the street outside the house. Those guys had been preparing for so long after busy, and finally went home to sleep for no reason.

But Zhang Heng wasn't in a hurry. He didn't move in bed. He wanted to see what the guy in the corridor was going to do first.

Unexpectedly Zhang Heng expected that the other party first went to Room 428, opposite Fabericot, and stayed in front of the door for a while. It was estimated that he was listening to the movement inside, and then the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole was heard. .

Fabericotte is obviously not without any precautions. His previous anxiety has explained a lot of problems. Although he did not agree with Zhang Heng's own plan, he seemed to have made some preparations when he returned. After trying the key for a while, he couldn't open the door, so he went to the next room again.

The room at Gilman Hostel is very interesting. Take Zhang Heng ’s room as an example. Although it is a single room, it has a main door and two side doors. The two side doors are connected to the left and right hand rooms respectively. Zhang Heng estimates that the door is 428 It should be similar.

The intruder apparently wanted to find another way after finding that the main entrance was not accessible, but he was busy for a long time, and after trying both side doors, he couldn't find a way to enter Room 428 ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Heng originally thought The guy would then temporarily give up 428 and sneak into his room, but to his surprise, the sound in the hallway went away, and the person seemed to return downstairs.

After that, Zhang Heng heard footsteps in Room 428. Fabericotte was obviously not asleep. The poor young man estimated that he was frightened at the moment, but he did not immerse himself in fear. He Knowing that the opportunity is rare, since the other party has decided to do something with him, it will certainly not be so easy to give up, and staying in the room is a dead end. He must use this middle interval to escape.

Fabericourt did not dare to run down the stairs and escaped. This was tantamount to throwing himself into the net, so he first thought of the windows. Unlike Zhang Heng's house, a dilapidated patio was directly underneath his room, and The low, abandoned brick and stone buildings that surround the patio, and a rural swamp to the west.

The window was too high from the ground. Fabrycott wanted to jump to the roof of a masonry building, but he checked it. At this distance, he could not jump to the nearest masonry building, but walked two more. This room might be fine, so he first tried the lower side door and found that something was stuck behind the door. In view of this situation, he could only turn to the north side.

At this time, the creepy footsteps came from the staircase again, and the hairs of Fabericotte's whole body were raised. Soon, there was a violent pat on the door of his room. He had given up his camouflage and decided to use him directly.

Just when Fabrycott was shaking involuntarily because of fear, Zhang Heng's face on the door showed a strange color.

Because no one has come to him until now, the guys outside seem to have forgotten him.