Sean opened the lid, a musty, with a faint rancid stench, and the smell of formalin came up, he glanced at Theresa, and said softly, "Nine times out of ten." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Theresa was also like a thief, and lowered her voice: "The dog went inside?"

Sean naturally understood what Theresa meant by asking, not to let himself answer, or to seriously study where the dog had gone. But you have to pay attention to yourself, if the dog is really inside, it means that there must be someone underneath, after all, this cover, even a specially trained dog will never be able to open.

He nodded and said, "I'll go down first, and you pay attention to the surroundings from above." There are circumstances that allow you to shoot directly. ”

Theresa didn't get angry at him as if he had become his commander, but directly held the gun in both hands, pressed down the muzzle, and was seriously on guard. This is also the reason why Sean is very relieved of her, if it is someone else, even if there is a little tsundere at this time, or a little willful, even if there is no delay, Sean will definitely let the other party get out immediately. He doesn't care how big an official the other party is, because it's a matter of life and death.

Pressing down, he took out a small flashlight that FBI agents often carry with him from his pocket, and shone it down, he found that it was not low from the ground, about four meters high, and the ground was all land, and the walls were the same, but some wooden squares were inlaid in it for support.

He leaned out again, looking into the distance, but the black holes in it were all dirt and black wood, which were very light-absorbing, even if it was his own small flashlight, it was not too far away, but he could vaguely see that it seemed to be a small underground corridor, with his superhuman judgment, at least more than twenty meters away.

He retracted and said, "There is a small corridor inside, it has turned a corner, I can't see what is inside, I will go down and take a look, I will be back in ten minutes, I suggest you keep in touch with the office." ”

Theresa kept looking around and said, "Understood." As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the serial crime team he was responsible for. After that, put the phone in your pocket, hold the gun in both hands, and just use the Bluetooth headset to make the call.

Sean slapped Theresa's butt and jumped off. The height of four meters is close to less than two floors, but with his physical fitness, it is extremely easy, and he has just touched the ground with his feet, and the ground feels very soft, so it is even less difficult.

Holding a flashlight in his left hand, shining forward, holding his large-caliber M1911 in his right hand on his left hand, he did not act rashly, it was still the first time, and he quickly observed the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no situation, he began to maintain a gun posture and walked along the underground corridor.

Twenty meters is not long, but except for the flashlight, there is hardly any other light here, so Sean felt very depressed, and when he came to the end of the corridor, Sean stopped, quietly stretched out a small half of his face, and looked inside.

This look seems to have suddenly become brighter, because it was too dark before, and the walls and floors inside the corner are also very absorbent soil and black supporting square wood, so the faint light coming out of ten meters away inside looks very bright. It was about ten meters ahead, coming from the right side.

Sean turned off the flashlight with his big finger to allow his eyes to fully adjust to the situation below. Then, still holding a gun, the general walked around the corner and walked towards the light. He still walked neither fast nor slow, so that he could not make a sound and at the same time, he could also maintain full vigilance.

When he approached the second corner, he realized that there was still a faint sound of "Sisi" in the faint light on the right. Because the voice is so small and intermittent, if it weren't for Sean's super high quality, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hear anything at all.

Still poking out half of his face, he peeked in for the first time, and found that there was a very dim small lamp on the roof of the shed about fifteen meters in front of him. That faint light is what it emitted. Due to the angle, he seemed to see a few leather pipes buried in the wall, extending to the roof of the shed, and he guessed what kind of electrical wires and other facilities it was.

Sean took the gun again and walked forward, this time he walked more slowly, trying not to make a little noise, because the sound of Si Si in front of him, with his footsteps, became clearer, and he had to be more careful.

The brighter the side of the place, the more visible the angle, and from a little bit, a dusty sticker table was exposed, rusty on it, as if it were a slaughterhouse board, but nothing else was placed.

Sean held the gun in one hand, and gently supported it with his left hand, all of which were dusty, and judged: "No one has come in for a long time, at least this table, no one has used it for a long time." ”

Just as he thought of this, there was a sound of chains in front of him, making a crisp rattling sound, but it was not loud, as if the person who moved the chains was also cautious, for fear of making any noise.

Sean tilted his head and looked forward, but the angle was still very small, and there was a bend in it, and he admired the person who built this basement, three bends in a row, which can minimize the sound, which is equivalent to three silencers.

This time he didn't take a few steps forward, and a cautious voice came from front of him: "Can anyone hear me? Help, I've been kidnapped." Can anyone hear, help, help. ”

The voice was a woman, the voice was very small, it was maliciously suppressed, as if it was afraid of alarming something, and Sean also became cautious, he was afraid that something that this woman was afraid of would suddenly appear and attack him. Therefore, be more cautious with each step.

That's it, Sean turned a corner again, and it was still a small dim lamp, which extended all the way to here, but with his observation, he could still see clearly that it was a rectangular room with a radius of no more than twenty meters, and the walls were better than the corridor outside, at least a layer of cement. But it's also very old, and many places have cracked.

There is a small table on the left, on which is a very small, only a dozen inches old TV, but the back cover has been removed, revealing some electronic components inside. There is also an old box-style radio next to it, but it has also been removed. On the other side was a radio station, with coils, wires, and various electronic components exposed, as if it had just been installed by a very poor repairman.

Next to the table, there was an iron bed, the four corners of the bed were embedded in the cement in the ground, and a person who looked to be at most 1.60 meters was sitting at the head of the bed tremblingly, holding a walkie-talkie with exposed wires in his right hand, and his left hand was constantly adjusting the FM button that was about to fall on it with a desperate low voice, and said: "Can anyone hear me?"