Lighting the flashlight again, Wei Ran, who was still a little unwilling to give up, inspected the small and pitiful cell again.
Is it true that he has capsized in the gutter?
After thinking for a moment, he ducked to the edge of the iron gate, took out a Mauser bayonet from the metal book, and knocked the back of the knife on the iron fence that was as thick as a cucumber, making a clanging noise.
After waiting for no one to respond to him, Wei Ran felt a little relieved. Then he withdrew his bayonet, took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle from the metal book, turned the muzzle, and hit the metal hard with the thick butt.
On the observation window of the door.
Compared to the sturdy fence itself, the observation window on the iron door outside was much more fragile. In just a few clicks, the thin layer of iron was broken open, allowing some light from outside to come in.
Putting away his rifle, Wei Ran went to the observation window and looked out. Wherever he could see, except for a corridor with a lot of abandoned debris, all he could see were people on the opposite side of the corridor, one after another.
iron gate.
After observing carefully, Wei Ran stretched out his hand along the observation window. However, because the fence door on the inside was blocking it, although he could barely touch the padlock on the iron door outside, there was no way he could do it because he had nowhere to put his effort.
Pry it open with one hand.
After several attempts to no avail, he retracted his arm and quickly took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down. After continuing to stare at the iron door opposite, he picked up the handcuffs at his feet.
After connecting the two handcuffs together, Wei Ran took off the belt of his rifle, fixed one end of the handcuff to the iron fence on the inside, and then used the other end to fasten the padlock outside the door with difficulty.
When everything was ready, he stepped on the gun belt with one foot and tightened the lock connected to the handcuffs. Finally, he carefully observed the situation outside, then took the unlocking tool in one hand and carefully stretched out the observation window.
He fumbled and pushed it into the keyhole.
The difficulty of picking a lock with one hand far outweighs the trouble caused by not being able to see the keyhole. However, in the past half month at Hongqi Forest Farm, I spent two or three hours practicing lock picking almost every day, so I was able to do it again and again.
After trying it, with a crisp clicking sound, the padlock was finally released happily as Wei Ran turned the unlocking tool.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Wei Ran stretched out his arm and took off the padlock, then pulled the door latch and gently pushed the iron door open. As a large amount of light entered this low and narrow cell, the next thing was simple.
There are more.
Wei Ran easily pried open the lock on the iron fence and walked out of the cell wearing only a pair of underwear. He finally stood up straight with his bent waist.
Carefully looking at the corridor, which was more than 20 meters long, he cautiously walked to the window at the end of the corridor with bare feet, while listening to what was going on around him.
Carefully arriving at the end of the corridor, Wei Ran leaned half of his head against the wall and looked out. What he could see outside the window was a wall with barbed wire and a sentry tower. And far beyond the wall, there was
There is a sparkling lake.
But I don't know if it has been abandoned for too long. Not only are the walls and sentry towers covered with vines, but also the flat ground between the walls and the building where he is located is covered with waist-high weeds.
Without rushing downstairs, Wei Ran walked back to the door of the cell where he was once imprisoned. He carefully approached the doors of the cells on the opposite side and listened for a moment, then opened them one by one uneasily.
Until he was sure that no one was watching him in these cells, and there was no monitoring equipment, he put away the observation window cover that he had smashed down with the butt of his gun not long ago, and pondered unwillingly.
Could it be that he really capsized and was kidnapped by robbers?
“If I had known better, I would have kept the satellite phone in the food box.”
Wei Ran muttered to himself regretfully, bent down to pick up two dusty orange prison uniforms, and then climbed up the stairs to the top of the building.
Walking from room to room, he gained nothing of value except for replacing the conspicuous prison uniform in his hand with a set of Soviet-era camouflage pants and a Sea Soul shirt in a long-abandoned wardrobe.
Without being in a hurry to put on the dirty clothes, Wei Ran wrapped the slightly oversized camouflage pants and sea soul shirt with the prison uniform he found first, and then climbed up the stairs to the top of the building.
Looking around, he found that the prison was much smaller than he had imagined. In addition to the building he was in, there was another small building with only three floors.
In the middle of the two buildings, there are some old-looking cars abandoned in waist-deep grass.
Looking into the distance, except for the large lake outside the wall, the other three directions are covered with dense coniferous forests, and there are no roads.
What the hell did this send me to?
Wei Ran muttered to himself, carried his clothes to the first floor, pulled back the waist-deep weeds, and carefully walked towards the building opposite.
Compared to the pitiful six-story concrete building full of cells and few windows, the condition of this three-story building is much better. Not only does each room have large enough windows, but also the various furniture and furnishings inside.
Everything is available.
But the strange thing is that there is nothing with text or pictures here at all. It can even be said that in a sense, this place is much cleaner than that cell building.
Wei Ran, who found nothing, looked at the sun outside through the window. After hesitating for a moment, he walked barefoot to the ajar iron door and walked straight to the lake in the distance.
At the same time, in a sentry tower connected to the wall, an old man over fifty years old raised his telescope and looked at Wei Ran with a surprised look. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately ran down the sentry tower and got into the prison where he was once detained.
The cell building with the guard burning.
Unfortunately, Wei Ran took away the observation window cover, which was the only piece of evidence, not to mention the gun belt and lockpicking tools that he had already put away, so naturally he couldn't find any clues at all.
"Did this little guy hide his lockpicking tools in his anus? That's really disgusting."
The old man muttered something strange, then pressed the launch button on the handheld console and said, "The target has escaped from the bell tower earlier than expected. You all should follow closely."
"What are you keeping up with?" Wei Ran walked out of the stairs with his hands raised, looking at the other party with a smile and asked, "So this is really another test?"
"Why are you back?" The old man looked at Wei Ran, who was getting closer and closer, as if he had seen a ghost.
"You've exposed your secrets," Wei Ran, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, said as he put down his hands.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Tell me where the secret was revealed?"
"pinhole"
Wei Ran came closer, pointed at the pinhole on his arm and said, "It's normal for a robber to use a stun gun if he doesn't want to kill people, but it's a bit outrageous if the robber knows how to anesthetize. Although it's my first time to come to Kirov, even so.
You know, people who can get narcotics and use them accurately can live a pretty good life without robbing."
"That's all?" the old man asked, hanging the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.
"I have been fooled more than once, so I have to be careful." Wei Ran answered, holding the clothes roll in his hand, "But since someone really appeared here, and they didn't stop me from leaving this abandoned building just now,
Prison, so do I need to tell you the rest?"
"It's really not necessary," the old man asked with a smile, "tell me how you opened the prison's iron door."
"It's very simple." Wei Ran stretched out his hand towards the other party, "But before that, why don't you give me back my clothes..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards the other party with his feet and reached out to grab the other party's arm.
And the old man's reaction was fast enough. He started to retreat almost at the same time as Wei Ran moved, and at the same time he reached out to the stun gun hanging on his chest with one hand.
However, almost at the same time that he was holding the handle of the gun, Wei Ran had also grabbed his wrist. While using the weight of his body to force the other person to bend over, he also squeezed his other hand into the shape of a chicken paw and fiercely
He poked the opponent's leg at the knee socket.
When the old man who had pulled out the stun gun involuntarily bent his knees and tried to point the gun at Wei Ran before pulling the trigger. Wei Ran, whose back had already hit the floor, had already bent his knees and fiercely
He bumped into the opponent's nose that was coming up when he bent over.
This merciless knee strike caused the old man to bleed from his nose. But the moment he subconsciously raised his head, Wei Ran used his muddy feet to dig hard into the arm holding the gun.
On the elbow.
After kicking the stun gun out of the opponent's hand, Wei Ran immediately got up, picked up a roll of clothes filled with half a brick in advance and used it as a meteor hammer, hitting the opponent's other shoulder directly.
"Stop! Stop!" The old man covered his bleeding nose and shouted while holding back the uncontrollable tears.
"Okay!" Wei Ran happily picked up the stun gun, pointed it at the opponent's thigh and pulled the trigger.
After screaming and convulsing in a different tone, the old man who had truly capsized in the gutter lay straight on the floor.
“This massage is really good for bone-setting”
Wei Ran muttered to himself, until he was sure that he had completely controlled the other person, then he slowly took off the walkie-talkie on the other person's shoulder, and then took off the telescope around his neck and some small bits and pieces hidden in various places in his clothes.
After all, he didn't want to get into too much trouble with these old guys with unknown origins. Wei Ran resisted the urge to strip the other guy's underwear, carefully took out the electro-acupuncture embedded in the other guy's thigh, and sent the old man to the prison where he was once imprisoned.
In his own cell, he took out the two handcuffs from his clothes bag and leaned the old man's feet against the iron fence.
This was not over yet. He dug out the piece of wood from the clothes roll that he had cut off the leg of a stool in another building not long ago, and used the brick in the clothes roll as a hidden weapon to smash it into the keyhole of the handcuffs.
, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, the old man whose face was covered with blood had regained consciousness. After seeing his feet being handcuffed to the iron fence, he immediately gave up resistance and said, "Okay, call Dalia, Game.
