So, where is Lu Ran hiding at this time?

In fact, not long ago, when the black-clothed "chief" got up from the sofa and went to open the door, Lu Ran already had his own idea.

Although he was not sure which direction he should go in order to go up to the second floor without being noticed.

But when he saw the "chief" open the door and heard the news outside, he knew that it was not good and was going to go.

No matter where you go upstairs, it is important to hide first and save your life.

As long as you hide in the dark, you are safe for the time being. Even if they get out of this shadow, they may not be able to recognize themselves because they are dressed exactly the same as them, and they are mixed in with the crowd.

So, he walked away from under the noses of the other men in black, not caring whether they suspected it or not.

Lu Ran, who was hiding under the stairs, successfully escaped the attention of the man in black who stayed behind, but soon fell into confusion.

"It's a success to get out, but where should you go next?" Lu Ran thought as he retreated towards the bottom of the stairs, behind the sofa, where the light was completely blocked.

Little by little, he retreated, without making a sound, and finally, his heels and ass touched something, blocking him back, and he turned to see that it was the wall.

It's finally time to get to the edge.

Lu Ran's heart relaxed a little more, because this was a place where the light could hardly shine.

With his back against the wall, he took a few steps away from the couch in the hall.

He felt the wall behind him and it became dented.

It's a door, and there's a door embedded in the wall, also made of wood.

"Wooden door ......" Lu Ran remembered the complaint of the black-clothed "chief" just now, "Who closed the door of the room......"

Is this the room?

Lu Ran moved a few more steps, reaching out to try to open the round doorknob on the door.

Sure enough, it was locked.

If there is a door to the room that can be opened, then you can go in and avoid it, and maybe find another passage.

With this thought, Lu Ran took a few more steps to the right side of the darkness, and soon, he touched another door, but it was also locked.

"It's so black, it's not good for me to act." Lu Ran thought for a moment and took out the mobile phone he had been hiding in his trouser pocket.

19:45。

Time is urging him minute by minute, if his mind is not calm enough, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear the tension and pressure now.

And Lu Ran just glanced at it and counted it in his heart.

Then, he picked up his phone and pointed the screen to the door, shining it above the door in the dim light.

The phone's faint light was just up to the edge above the door.

Underneath the edge, there is a string of numbers: "102." ”

Is this the room number? Lu Ran's immediate reaction in his mind was this.

He moved back again, "101".

That's right, it must be the room number identification.

Interestingly, he also noticed that there was a painting hanging under the house number of each room, also with a wooden frame.

The paintings on these two doors depict a woman holding flowers in her hand and a green grassland landscape, respectively.

It's all a heart-warming picture.

Further to the right, there is still a door like this, with a door number on it and an oil painting below.

When is this a head? I can't get in at all. Lu Ran tried to turn the handle of every door, he sighed how big this house was, and tried like this, and finally, he saw the last door of this wall. Further to the right, there is the corner of this wall.

"I wish this last room could be opened. ”

Lu Ran prayed.

At this time, in the distance, there was already the sound of the black-clothed man "chief" opening the door and roaring, he shouted "waste, waste" there, and ordered them to find Lu Ran immediately.

Lu Ran knew that the situation was urgent, and he had better find a room to hide immediately, otherwise someone would soon come over to see him in this empty hall.

The last door still won't open.

Further to the right, a corner of the wall of 90 degrees is folded, and the other side is just a white wall, and there is no room.

Is it just helpless? Lu Ran felt urgent.

There must be a way, there must be some information that I missed.

Lu Ran turned around and used his mobile phone screen to illuminate the last door.

No. 110.

The painting hanging under the house number is a thing, not a figure, not a landscape, but a black thing.

Lu Ran leaned in a little closer and took a closer look, this is a three-dimensional painting, it looks very realistic, it looks like a pistol.

Gun?

Lu Ran reacted, he could hardly recall this small thermal weapon with the ordinary ejection principle in his real world.

"Hey, look at my head, I've been hypnotized by Huang Rui, everything here is very modern, but the only thing is the weapon, which is still on the knife of the cold weapon era. ”

Lu Ran was very excited when he saw the gun.

He felt a flash of inspiration in his head, and he figured out something.

"I see, I see, that's ......"

Before, Lu Ran had been thinking about the question, why this house was so luxurious, and it was completely different from what it looked on the outside, and at this time, he had the answer.

This room is furnished with a qiē, elegant style, comfortable residence, and stress-free life......

All of this qiē is a life that Huang Rui has never had and experienced in his memory.

Here, is his ideal.

If he could have this qiē instead of being poor since he was a child, then his father would not have been killed, and his fate would have been completely different.

And if he can have a gun, it will not be a problem to settle the trampled debris in his house.

Other words.

In this dark corner, all his deepest thirst for security, for strength, is hidden.

Lu Ran stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the painting.

"It's a really realistic painting, and it's very realistic to the touch. ”

Touching the surface of the painting, Lu Ran withdrew his hand suddenly, he was startled by his feelings, what's the matter, this is obviously a painting?

He couldn't help but reach out and touch it again.

Lu Ran stretched out his hand, and carefully felt the cold and hard shell, the magazine, and the trigger when he touched the painting......

His feelings were completely real, and he gripped the handle of the pistol tightly and with all his strength, he took the gun out of the painting!

"It's a real gun!" Lu Ran couldn't believe his eyes.

At this time, he only heard the sound of many people running around him suddenly.

"He's here, I've found him!" a man in black shouted in front of him.

"Brother, shhh Lu Ran made a silent gesture to the excited and panicked man in black.

Unexpectedly, this second cargo screamed even louder, "Come on, he's here." ”

Next, I only heard a muffled sound in the chest of the two goods, and they fell to the ground.

"That's how the gun fired, thanks!"

Lu Ran's voice was relaxed, he was no longer afraid of these black-clothed men with knives, he had to quickly return to the light and run up the stairs leading to the second floor, and he couldn't be delayed by them any longer.

In case they move the rescue troops again, and there are many people, then there is no guarantee that they will be foolproof.