The ringing of the doorbell made Zhang Weidong, who was squatting on the window sill and looking at the moon like a wild prince, suddenly turned his head.
"Sir, are you there?" the waiter shouted.
Zhang Weidong blinked, turned around and grabbed the strip of cloth, and started to climb down while shouting: "I'm taking a shower, what's the matter?"
"Oh, your friend, I asked you to come downstairs now. I seem to have something to see you!" The waiter called again, and the figure stood at the other end of the corridor, frowning and staring at the door.
"I understand, tell them, I'll get down right away!!" Zhang Weidong's body is rather clumsy, and his hands and feet don't seem to be controlled by one brain, so it's quite difficult to cooperate.
This hotel is an old building from around 2000. The distance from the floor to the ceiling of the room is relatively low, and there is a rain cover underneath to cushion it. You just have to close your eyes and jump in. As long as you are not too stupid, you will definitely not cause any trouble, but
Zhang Weidong, who was naturally timid, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to look down. He shivered and started crawling down like he was hanging.
The waiter at the door had just turned to leave when a figure suddenly appeared next to her. He put his ear against the door of the room and listened carefully to what was going on inside.
"...Sir! What are you...!" The waiter looked at the figure a little confused and asked hesitantly.
"Where is the bathroom in this room?" The figure turned around and asked expressionlessly.
"... Next to the door? Almost all hotels have this pattern now? What's wrong?!" the waiter asked in confusion.
"There is no sound of water in this room at all!!" the figure said firmly.
"...!" The waiter was a little speechless, touched his forehead, blinked, and replied in a very perfunctory manner: "Maybe the room is more soundproof!!"
"Where is the switch in this room??" the figure quickly asked again.
"...Sir, it's not convenient to disclose this. Besides, your friend may have some personal matters to deal with inside, so there's no need to be so serious, right?" The waiter was a little annoyed.
“Peng!!!”
The figure roughly raised his arms and strangled the girl's neck.
"Uh uh... you... what are you doing!!" The waiter leaned against the wall, with a look of horror on his face, and his lips parted, as if he was about to call for help.
"Snapped!"
The figure took out a small imitation Swiss camouflage folding knife from his belt, flicked it open skillfully, and directly pressed the tip of the knife against the girl's chin. His face was expressionless, and his eyes revealed a crazy laughter as he said: "Don't shout!!
Otherwise, I’ll stab you to death!!”
"...Sir, you...!"
"Where is the spare room card??" the figure asked with raised eyebrows.
"...It's...in my pocket!" the waiter replied numbly, a bit stupidly.
"Take it out!" the figure yelled.
"...Oh...Oh!" The waiter nodded repeatedly and took out a universal door card from the pocket of his coat. This is used when cleaning up.
"Open!" The figure forced the waiter with a knife, turned around, and said toward the door with his mouth open.
"...Click!" In desperation, the waiter stretched out his trembling palm and tried several times before inserting the card into the electronic door. After a slight electronic sound, the door lock opened.
The figure freed up a hand, lightly pressed the door lock, and slowly pressed it down. He paused, and suddenly and suddenly pushed open the private room door. He looked up and saw that the window facing the door was open. He was scanning the bathroom.
The lights didn't come on at all, let alone the sound of water.
"Fuck!!!" The figure gritted his teeth and cursed. He dragged the waiter and ran back. He walked to the door of the next room in three steps and two steps. He inserted the card directly, pushed the door open, and took a look inside the room.
Man, the figure roughly stuffed the waiter in!!
"Close your eyes, count the little stars in this room for five minutes, and let me hear some movement!! I will kill you!!" The figure pointed at the waiter, said something viciously, and then threw the room card to the waiter.
, pulled the door shut, turned around and ran out.
...
In less than three minutes, the figure went down the stairs, went directly to the toilet on the first floor, jumped out of the window, and glanced around. Zhang Weidong was still hanging about half of the first floor, far away from the rain.
The distance is less than one meter, but people are afraid of spraining their feet. They would rather hang in the air and act like Spider-Man than jump down like a man.
It was already late at night, and this location was very remote. It was actually a gap between the floors of the side wall of the Public Security Bureau office building, and even cars could not pass through it. The light at the bottom had been blocked, so it was relatively dark, and the figures could be seen through the hotel.
There was light coming from the window. He glanced at Zhang Weidong who was still hanging upstairs, bent down and ran out along the path.
Three or four minutes later, Zhang Weidong jumped down from the air at a height of less than ten centimeters, and then ran out of the alley with a strong body. He found a broken Santana that had been prepared for a long time. He opened the door with the key and turned.
He climbed into the car and drove away.
The figure took a taxi and didn't let the driver check the meter. He leaned directly into the back seat and followed closely.
...
Half an hour later, a private car was parked at the intersection of Guangwei Street in Shenyang. The lights inside the car were bright and it was far away. Four people were sitting in the car.
Dakang, Tianyang, Gaodong, and Fuxin!!
"Why did JB ask us to come to this place?" Fuxin asked Dakang in confusion.
"...Are you sure it was Xiaofei who sent you this text message???" Dakang has asked this question almost ten thousand times along the way.
"...Can't you learn from Tang Seng? Isn't it annoying?" Gao Dong replied irritably.
"...No, is it really the text message he sent you?" Dakang asked again.
"Why the hell am I teasing a silly boy like you every day when I have nothing to do? Are you done with me?" Gao Dong said again.
"....Then what does he want from us?"
"Then who knows! Didn't I ask you just now? What didn't he tell you in advance?" Fu Xin also interjected.
"No, no!" Dakang shook his head in response.
"Oh, stop guessing, just do whatever you are told!" Gao Dong said without gossip.
"Didi!"
At this moment, behind the car the four people were sitting in, a car turned on its turn signal and slowly stopped. Then the person driving the door honked the horn.
"...Who is it??" Dakang looked back, and saw a strong beam of light that stung his eyes. Others also followed Dakang's gaze and turned their heads.
"Bang!"
The passenger door at the back popped open, and a bald young man jumped out of the car with a smile.