With her heart beating like a drum, Bohemia pressed her body tightly against the wall, secretly deciding that as soon as the man showed his head, she would immediately punch him in the nose - just when she was uneasy
While waiting for the dark shadow behind the door, he suddenly stopped when he heard footsteps inside the door.
Immediately afterwards, the door was closed by the man with a "click".
It was a false alarm - with the sound of the door closing, Bohemia's heart suddenly dropped into her stomach, and she let out a long breath, as if 70% to 80% of her strength had been drained away.
"It's such good luck that he didn't come out." Descartes said loudly.
Bohemia rolled her eyes at it.
Waves of flickering light shone from under the door. It must have been the person who turned on the flashlight. Anyway, everything had been taken out, and Bohemia was not afraid of him looking through it; taking this opportunity, she opened it bit by bit.
He moved to Secretary Beef's office and ducked in.
She was exhausted from going back and forth between the two rooms tonight. Ever since she entered the game, her energy level had dropped back to that of an ordinary person.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, he glanced at the clock that was thrown to the ground. It was at least three hours before dawn. Bohemia locked the doors and windows as quietly as possible, sat behind the door panel, and listened to the sounds on the other side of the corridor with his ears open.
She couldn't leave the building, so she had to wait for the other party to leave first.
"...I think the key to the problem is why that person knew the password to your safe." After a moment of silence, Descartes suddenly spoke up.
"It must be Secretary Beef. He somehow secretly saw it and told others——"
"Impossible, your back was turned to him at that time and you forced me into the safe, so I was facing the direction of Secretary Beef..."
"You still distinguish heads and tails? Aren't you just a ball?"
"The point is! He has his back to you all the time, and there is nothing in front of him that can reflect the shadow behind him, so he must not be able to see the password!"
"Why are you angry?" Bohemia muttered, "I originally thought the password was Sandy Winters' birthday. After all, 1127 looks like a date... but it turned out that the birthday was not at all on the passport."
Tonight, two unidentified people came in to spy. One of them targeted her, and the other targeted Secretary Beef. Looking at the several bank accounts filled with money, it seemed that she, the warden, was...
The civil servant is a bit dishonest. Even if someone comes to investigate her, there will be no surprise... But why do they still want to investigate the beef secretary?
"You will know if you try to deduce it. So far, as far as we know, Secretary Beef has only done one disgraceful thing, which is to cooperate with Agent Geer and give him the opportunity to kill the prisoner Helsing.
If someone comes to investigate, they must be investigating this matter... After all, the only thing worth investigating about him is this matter. It is impossible to find out why his mate selection standards are so low." Descartes thought carefully.
After a while, he said: "This is not real life, this is a game. We mainly consider the information given by the game."
Bohemia did not realize the meaning of the sentence deliberately sandwiched between it.
She was lost in thought and didn't speak for a while. After a while, she whispered: "...Isn't that a little too fast?"
"Huh? What's too fast?" Descartes suddenly rose up, "Do you have an idea?"
Bohemia was silent again. This time she seemed to have grasped an extremely important clue. She was staring at the documents scattered on the floor and thinking deeply, even Descartes's sarcastic sentence "You are
Isn’t it because the memory is not good, so we can only run single-threaded tasks?” I didn’t even hear it.
After a few minutes, she let out a low breath.
Unexpectedly, those few words from Descartes just now inspired her a lot. As her thoughts deepened, she gradually felt that the fog began to lift, and the key points became clear one by one.
"You're talking, what did you think of?" Descartes was floating around on her knees, extremely anxious, "Do you know who is on the other side?"
"Wouldn't you know if you took a look for yourself?"
"Then what fun is there in thinking?" Descartes exclaimed, "Seeing the answer but missing the most wonderful thinking process is like being full and not knowing the taste of delicious food. Hey, what are you talking about?"
At the critical moment, Bohemia lost her voice. The copy urged her a few times but got no response. When he looked at her, he found that he didn't know what she was thinking. His face suddenly turned ugly and he cursed: "Damn it!
Too bad!"
"how?"
"Quickly - help me clean up the floor - oh, by the way, you are of no use at all, forget it, I will do it!" Bohemia had no time to explain, and hurriedly grabbed the scattered documents into her arms,
He returned the chair and clock to their original positions; Descartes, who was confused about the situation, was floating in the air, staring at her in a daze.
Almost as soon as she finished cleaning up, the door to the warden's office across the corridor opened. How could Bohemia dare to make the same mistake again? Before there were footsteps in the corridor, she had already rushed towards the window -
-Under the moonlight outside the window, there stood a tall construction ladder. It was left by the man who came to investigate the beef secretary just now, but was beaten up by her.
When the footsteps came to the door of Secretary Beef's office, she stuffed all the documents into the clothes on her chest, opened the window, turned over and climbed up the ladder. Until there was a clatter of keys at the door,
Only then did Descartes float over in a panic, stuck out a mosaic outside the window, and asked, "What's going on? How did you know he was coming?"
Before he finished speaking, Bohemia stood on the ladder and stretched out his hand to pull the window shut. Of course, this could not stop a mosaic-like Descartes spirit; it blurred through the window crack.
"Thru" came over and caught up with Bohemia, who had climbed some distance down the ladder, complaining: "I can't see you climbing so fast like a mouse."
Bohemia was afraid that the sound of closing the window just now would fall into that person's ears, so she had no time to pay attention to it at this time. Her hands and feet were so fast that she wanted to turn into a shadow. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, she immediately dodged to the side and hugged her.
Behind a raised wall.
"Is that person looking out the window?" she asked in a low voice. "Look, who is it?"
Descartes was floating in the air. He couldn't hold back his curiosity and glanced at the window on the second floor. "It's an old leather shoe! It's an old leather shoe! Oh, it's really him. In fact, I had vague suspicions for a long time.
This old boy is——"
"It is indeed him. Stop talking nonsense," Bohemia was not surprised at all. After catching her breath, she lifted the document that was about to slip off her clothes and asked, "Is he gone now?"
"Wait a minute, there's still a flashlight in the window..."
"I have to go in quickly," Bohemia looked around, gritted her teeth, walked around the corner and ran towards the door on the first floor: "The rule is to spend one night in the building without being discovered.
If I stayed outside for a long time and was judged invalid by the game, I would have died unjustly!"
Fortunately, she made a quick decision. When she rushed to the first floor, the warning sound of the copy host had just sounded. Coincidentally, as soon as the warning sound fell, the footsteps of old leather shoes came up the stairs.
"He walked downstairs - he probably thought that there was no one in the building, so he was not as careful as before, and every step was clearly heard by Bohemia downstairs.
"Conference room!" Descartes screamed, and everyone quickly got into the conference room.
Standing behind the half-open door of the conference room, listening to the footsteps of old leather shoes fading away, until he could no longer hear them, Bohemia breathed a sigh of relief. This little game of hide-and-seek has finally come to an end.
, she can just wait for dawn - since no one knows she is here, even if someone really wants to kill her, they will naturally not come here, and she should be safe for the time being.
"You can say it now," Descartes urged: "What did you just discover?"
Bohemia took out the documents and spread them out on the chair, feeling that all her strength had been drained away.
"Sandy Winters is not a clean person, and he has a very close relationship with the prisoners. Maybe my role is an important link between inside and outside the prison... The agents from the Bureau of Investigation came here for this matter.
In addition, the person who entered my office just now had a gun, so it is not difficult to guess that the person is the old leather shoe."
"But how come he has the combination to the safe and why does he have the key?"
"I don't know the password yet... but the key is very simple." Bohemia snorted from her nose, "Have you forgotten? When Old Leather Shoes was talking to the secretary on the phone, the secretary said everything.
, he said - 'You stay in the next room all night, and I will give you the key'."
"Wait, he means the room keys in the medical department, right?"
"Of course we think so." Bohemia looked unhappy, "Because that bullshit secretary just wanted me to misunderstand that the key he sent there was only for the medical department... But the fact is, he was right under my nose.
At the bottom, I also sent a copy of the key to the office building. Old Leather Shoes has obtained the key to the office building, so you can come over and quietly investigate my office at night."
"Why give him the key?"
"He and Old Leather Shoes have been secretly connected for a long time. Maybe he was the informant that Old Leather Shoes used to spy on me... Agent Geer's death happened suddenly. I'm afraid neither of them expected it. Let me tell you,
Regarding Agent Geer, Secretary Beef must have kept it secret from Old Leather Shoes... What a duplicitous thing! But Old Leather Shoes was quite smart, and he immediately took advantage of this opportunity and attacked my office.
.The person who searched my trash can in the afternoon was probably him too!"
Descartes thought for a moment and asked, "How do you know they were secretly connected?"
"It's also because of the key."
Bohemia pouted towards the door of the conference room: "Do you remember what Secretary Beef said about how he secretly locked his old leather shoes into the conference room? He said he inserted the key in early in the morning.
I turned the lock cylinder and locked the door while the door was closing. Although it sounded reasonable, the more I thought about it, the more I felt like there was something wrong... It was only when I thought of another set of keys just now that I suddenly understood."
"What's going on?"
"According to his method, people in the house will not notice when he locks the door, but he will always pull out the key! After the door is closed, the sound of pulling out the key is so clear, how could the people in the house not hear it?
Especially an experienced veteran agent..."
When Bohemia said this, she felt a slight discomfort in her chest and throat. She coughed twice and continued: "So it's obvious that he must have lied to me -"
The cough suddenly became severe, interrupting her unfinished words - Bohemia bent over, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out from her throat, splattering on the ground.