In the corridor, a cleaning aunt came over with a cart work cart, Yan Jiucheng's eyes fell on the bottom of the work car, a big bag with clean replacement quilt covers and other things, this aunt looked about forty years old, walked to the door of Lao Hang's room and stopped.

Then he scanned the door with his proximity card and entered the room.

In just two minutes, the aunt pushed the work cart and walked out again.

Ninety percent noticed that when the work truck pushed this time, the wheels were much deeper into the carpet, which showed that the car was very heavy, and the old crane must have been stuffed into the bag under the workbench at this time.

I just don't know life and death.

Needless to say, Gu Miqing sent someone here.

Although Yan Jiucheng was still worried about the situation of Lao Han, he was also slightly relieved. He knew that when a person was in Gu Miqing's hands, he would definitely do his best to heal, and as for whether he could live, it depended on Lao Han's life.

It's just that one less person, one less helper is more dangerous.

"Instructor Gu ordered, you and I cooperate, you go to the 12th floor to find out which room the person who just entered room 1103 entered, and who is with him. Xuanlin's voice came.

When Yan Jiucheng heard this, he twisted his neck, and a cold light burst out in his eyes.

He had long wanted to go up and clean up the eight lambs.

"Your task is to get evidence that they are in the same room or know each other, without revealing yourself or having any direct contact with them. ”

Yan Jiucheng frowned.

Although he was panicked in his heart, he knew that the battlefield of counter-espionage was silent, even if the pen and gun in his hand were enough to take down those few people, but he couldn't.

This kind of foreign spy can't be caught casually, there must be tangible evidence, and what Gu Miqing needs is evidence that several of them are in a gang and know each other to provide to the police. As a member of the counter-espionage team, Yan Jiucheng has more important items to do, he is an invisible chess piece, and he cannot be noticed in this operation to capture domestic spies.

"Remember, you can't have any faces, and you can't put a long line to catch a big fish. After Xuan Lin finished the task, he asked, "Do you have any requirements that I need to cooperate with?" ”

"First hack the surveillance on the 12th floor, I'll go up. Yan Jiucheng took out his mask and put it on, took his hat and lowered the brim, and walked up from the stairwell. The structure here is the same as that on the 11th floor, with the doors closed in a T-shape.

Walking to the staircase, Yan Jiucheng took out a miniature video camera from his clothes, which can record about thirty minutes of video, the advantage is that it can be used at any time, flexible, and the disadvantage is that the volume is a bit large, about the size of two fingernails, it is more obvious to stick it on the wall, and it cannot be used on the Internet, and it must be retrieved manually.

Yan Jiucheng squatted down and pasted it on the wall near ankle height, in addition to the staircase that must be passed, the T-shaped area in the two corridors was also pasted.

There are a total of 45 rooms with three exits.

There are two rooms on the 11th floor that are their usual rooms, so there will be more on the 12th floor, Yan Jiucheng's goal is to break this nest of people, photograph the evidence that they are a group of people, and remember them.

But how can you shoot it?

Squatting all the time?

It took too long and this miniature camera could only last thirty minutes of shooting. And if other people come out of other rooms, it doesn't prove that they know each other and are related.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Jiucheng's mouth, which was quite bad.

This is a small meaning to him.

He thought about it, returned to the 11th floor, and put a miniature camera on the corridor of room 1103, then went around to the 12th floor, took out the lighter, took off the insole, lit it, and reached to the fire hole.

Soon, the fire alarm bell is a big work. Yan Jiucheng ran to the corridor at high speed, stretched out his hand and slapped the doors of these rooms violently a few times.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!"

He yelled.

Soon, people ran out of the two rooms, panicking: "It's on fire?! It's on fire!"

"It's on fire! Run!" Yan Jiucheng stood at the T-shaped entrance, watching the people in several rooms run out in a panic, and two girls rushed out without wearing anything, wrapped in bath towels.

For a moment, the whole building was boiling.

Yan Jiucheng turned his head and saw the man photographed by the camera in the old hanger's hand, he saw the side face when the man entered the door, it was him, he rushed out of the room at once, carrying a bag in his hand, his hair was combed and shiny, and there was a plump young woman who rushed out of a room with him, although he was wearing a windbreaker outside, but at a glance he knew that he was not wearing it inside, and covered himself tightly with a mask.

The two men were strange, they came out of the same room, but they rushed to different escape staircases.

The man ran towards Yan Jiucheng, Yan Jiucheng saw his face clearly, his hand grabbed the pen tightly, he knew that as long as he pressed it lightly, this shot at this man, he would definitely die.

No, you can't.

If you want to serve, you need to serve it in one pot.

Gu Miqing said that he couldn't meet this man, and on the premise of not exposing himself, he just had to catch the evidence that several of them were in a gang. If it was just this, the camera on the wall would be enough, and Yan Jiucheng would only need to wait for them all to go down and take off the camera.

By the way, there is also the 11th floor, if they thought it was a fire, their people would definitely return to the 11th floor to take some important things, and the photos are ironclad.

But just watching this person leave, just waiting to be arrested by the police?

Yan Jiucheng couldn't swallow this breath.

He followed the man closely, and when he reached the tenth floor, there were already many people in the stairwell, and he turned his head to look, and there was a big fat man behind him, with water and foam in his hair, and he followed with a panicked expression.

Here's your chance.

Yan Jiucheng secretly grinned, he suddenly accelerated, stretched out his foot and hooked the foot of the man in front of him.

Yes?!

With a frightened scream, the man fell to the stairs, grinning and just about to get up, Yan Jiucheng stepped on him vigorously without saying a word.

"It's on fire!!" he shouted, in panic, and a little kick from under his ass and a kick on his back.

Yes!

The man was trampled on by Yan Jiucheng and his face turned blue, and he let out a second scream, which was heartbreaking. Being stepped on on the stairs is not pleasant, not to mention that Yan Jiucheng deliberately fell on his feet.

"Stepped on someone!" Yan Jiucheng immediately stepped back and shouted in horror: "Right...... ”

I'm sorry before I finished speaking, the fat man behind him saw that the person in front of him suddenly braked, and he was still retreating, unable to control his speed, and instinctively stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Jiucheng.

Yes!

The man screamed again, and Yan Jiucheng stepped on the man's body again, this time, he chose the position of the man's arm and slammed his foot.

Maybe it was because it was too noisy, although Yan Jiucheng could step on his arm and put his foot in the gap between the two stairwells, he couldn't hear the sound of bones breaking.

The man screamed again.

The fat man behind him stepped firmly on his head, and with a limp, he stepped on his arm.

There was no need to hear the sound, and at once he saw the sight of his arm being broken.

After a heart-rending scream, the man fainted.

The fat man fell backwards and sat on the man's back.

I only heard a bang, I'm afraid that the feces and urine have been stepped out.

Yan Jiucheng gritted his teeth and played tricks to harm people, he was very good at it.

"Call an ambulance!" After the kind fat man got up, the crowd behind him quickly slowed down, and looked at the man who had been trampled by himself with a broken hand and a blue nose and swollen face and fainted in horror, and shouted.

"Run!" It's a pity that on the way to escape, no one stopped to pick up the man.

Yan Jiucheng turned his head to take a look, and saw that although he was unconscious, his hand was still holding the bag.

What's important in the bag?

Yan Jiucheng remained silent, followed the crowd and continued to run down, he did not walk over to help the man, but quickly let himself disappear from the field of vision of the group of people. At this time, you can't take the bag easily, after all, there may be accomplices with this man here, and taking the bag is tantamount to exposing yourself.

After running to the bottom of the building, in the distance, he saw Xuanlin.

Xuan Lin made a gesture, and Yan Jiucheng knew that he had taken off the camera on the wall.

Suddenly, Yan Jiucheng's eyes lit up, and he saw behind Xuan Lin, a woman who could be noticed at a glance even in such a messy crowd, wearing a flesh-colored pajamas, with no expression on her face, raised her head to look at the woman above the hotel.

Tan Yixian.

Several middle-aged men standing around her cast coveted glances at her.

She didn't seem to see it, just stood there quietly, without any expression, and couldn't see any of her emotions.

If Yan Jiucheng hadn't known that she was a spy a long time ago, he wouldn't have been able to connect such a beautiful and cold woman in front of him with a spy, nor would he be able to connect with the woman full of scheming that he saw through the Internet in the bathroom.

The woman in front of her is full of a temperament like a faint lilac, pure, noble, and indisputable from the world.

Xuan Lin also saw this woman, and his eyes were even fixed.

I can't guess her age, now wearing flesh-colored pajamas makes people feel feminine, looking twenty-five years old, but if you change into youthful clothes, you will look at most twenty.

But the royal sister can be a cute sister.

Like Yan Jiucheng, such a woman will make men involuntarily want to get closer at a glance.

The man who had been knocked unconscious was carried off his back, looking badly injured, with blood lying in his nostrils, his hands shrugged, and the bag in his hand was carried by others and sent to the ambulance.

They came down from Yan Jiucheng's side, Tan Yixian's gaze swept over gently, she just glanced at it, and stretched out her hand to tighten her pajamas.

There was not even a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Cold.

No one approached her, she seemed to be an independent individual, and the tourists who came to this place did not have anything in their hands, not even their mobile phones. The flesh-colored pajamas didn't even have a pocket, so they couldn't hide any weapons.

Unlike the noisy environment around him and the panicked crowd who called their loved ones, Tan Yixian just stood there, quietly, without looking at anyone.

No, Yan Jiucheng frowned.

I saw her in my home before the plane took off, why did she get to the hotel now?

Who did she sleep with?

Yan Jiucheng kept a distance from her and observed closely, but after more than ten minutes, no one approached her.