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We took a taxi and within half an hour, we were back in the Telford neighborhood.

The two of us got off at the main entrance of the community, don't look at the short term back and forth, but now it is the dead of night. The two of us walked in the community, and it gave me the feeling that it was unusually quiet, even very dark, with an eerie and cold posture.

The clothes I and I wore this time also wore hats. We both chose to fasten our hats on our heads to keep the wind out and to hide our faces.

We were both vigilant, and nothing went wrong along the way, and when we reached the downstairs of our original residence, we both looked up.

There was no light in the original house, and it was dark, but we were not so hasty, and we took a closer look.

I'm sure there's no light in there, in other words, no one is looking at their phones or tablets in there.

The beard guessed, "Is this guy asleep?" ”

I nodded, then asked, "What are we going to do?" Pretending to be a police officer and knocking on the door? Or do you just pick the lock and go inside? ”

Beard did not hesitate to choose the latter, and he also emphasized the reason, this time don't deal with the informant head-on, it's best to tie him up while it's dark, and then force him, so that the black light is blind, as long as we pay attention to suppressing our throats, he will definitely not be able to find our heads afterwards.

I felt a little weird in my heart, and I said to the beard again, that means, we are pretending to be policemen, which is a little bit in the past, but directly forcibly entering the house, this is no different from robbers and bandits, especially since we have just atoned for our sins, why are we so quick and unconscious?

The beard has a hard mouth, saying what's wrong with the two of us forcibly entering the house? Don't forget, we are also police officers, or special police, especially as the news said a few days ago.

I guess the news he said was referring to the one about killing Buddhas.

Beard took out a posture that didn't say much to me, and he touched his back again, and took out a set of lock-picking things, hard cards, thick wires, and the like.

I also convinced him, because when we left from Zhu Hai, he didn't have these guys' affairs, why didn't he just come back and these guys' affairs were all handled by him?

Beard took the opportunity to tell me about the next plan, and he asked me to be in charge of the sentry for a while, and he was very familiar with the door of the original residence, and it was estimated that he would be able to handle it in half a minute at most.

I didn't hesitate anymore and nodded and said okay.

We went upstairs together. When I got to the third floor, I deliberately stood in the hallway.

The beard was first attached to the entrance door and carefully tasted the product.

He didn't say anything to me, but I guess there was no movement in the room, and Beard took out his phone with a reassuring look, and he bit it in his mouth, so that he could see the area in front of him clearly by the light of the screen.

He squatted in front of the door, carefully holding both the hard card and the thick wire, he shoved the hard card into the crack of the door with one hand, and held the thick wire in the other hand and stuffed it into the keyhole.

Seeing this, I silently counted one, two, three, and four in my heart......

Soon, I counted thirty. I don't think I'm counting fast, but it's been half a minute, why hasn't the beard been able to get hold yet?

I leaned over to him and asked in a low voice.

At this time, the beard was already sweating. He took the phone out of his mouth and said in a suppressed voice, "Damn, this lock has two rings of anti-theft, and I estimate it will take two minutes to get it done." ”

I was suddenly surprised, I said in my heart about anti-theft, what is this concept? Could it be that this informant has a habit before going to bed, and every time he puts the door inside to prevent burglary? But he's too timid, isn't he?

I waited a little longer with a question mark on my head, and with a slight smack of my beard, I heard two clicks at the lock of the door.

Then with a slight pull of his beard, the door opened.

The beard also looked very proud and proud, and grinned at me. I said in my heart that he still has a smile, calculate carefully, he opened a lock, it will take almost five minutes, with this efficiency, is it worthy of the sacrosanct profession of pickpockets?

I didn't want to hurt him on this occasion, so some of the words came to my lips and I swallowed them back.

Beard slowly opened the door, and we sniffed the movement in the room together.

There was no sound of snoring, and even the room was surprisingly quiet.

The beard whispered a few words to me, and after a while, he didn't relent, and he fainted the informant at the first time.

I nodded. The two of us tiptoed in, one after the other.

The beard deliberately retreated, especially when he used a unique technique to close the door again without a sound.

When I lived here with Beard, it was very clean and there was nothing strange about it, but now this house, if I want to say, is like a pig's nest, with all kinds of shoes in the doorway, and even socks stuffed with worn socks in some shoes, and as for the placement of various items in the house, it is also a mess.

I also smelled it, and there was a smell of stinky feet wafting through the whole house.

I'm a capital suit for this informant again. I couldn't help but cover my nose.

The beard gestured to me, and then we went back to our houses.

I replied with an ok gesture. The beard was hunched and took the lead. I took a look into the living room to prevent me from missing something. I'm afraid that this informant has some quirks, and I don't like to live in the bedroom, but I have a soft spot for the sofa in the living room.

But there was no one in the whole living room. I went straight to the bedroom where I was staying.

The door to this bedroom was not opened. I deliberately pressed my hand and unscrewed the doorknob a little bit.

When a crack was slightly exposed, I looked through the crack in the door.

It was very dark in the room, but I could still see that there was a large quilt over the bed, and it was clear that someone was sleeping with their heads covered.

I clenched my fists, and then went through the plan in my head.

I said in my heart that through this layer of quilt, I would jump up directly, sit on it, and ride him. In this way, I am on top and he is below. I have the absolute initiative.

I prepared a little, and then I quickly opened the door and didn't stand on tiptoe. I swooped over and made a big jump.

I sat down with the same accuracy, and I immediately lifted the quilt with my left hand and slammed it with my right hand on the left temple of my exposed head.

I am very confident in this punch, and I absolutely dare to pat my chest to guarantee that whoever takes this punch will not faint.

But the strange thing is that after I hit this punch, I felt that something was wrong, the other party's head was very soft, and since I sat on top of him, he didn't react at all.

I thought to myself, what's going on? I hurriedly grabbed this man's neck again, and waited to take a closer look, damn it, this is a real person, it's clearly an inflatable goods.

And this inflatable doll is not a woman, it has short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and it is clearly a male version.

I was stunned, because I knew what inflatable dolls were used for, and I thought to myself, this informant can't really be a gay person, right?

After such a delay, the beard appeared, and he must have gained nothing on his side, so he leaned over to this bedroom again.

When he first appeared at the door, when he saw my move, he thought I had succeeded, and he whistled and said, "Not bad! ”

I didn't have such a good mood as he did, and I didn't rush to reply anything, but wanted to leave the inflatable doll.

But as soon as I moved my body, the inflatable doll was affected by this, and it still moved.

The beard didn't understand what was going on, and when he saw this, his expression froze. He scolded, "Damn, this kid is awake!" ”

He rushed over and asked me to say that with his aggressive speed, he was almost as good as a locomotive.

I fed it, but before I could say anything, the beard gave me another thrust. He used so much force that I lost my balance and staggered to the side of the bed.

That is, my balance is not bad, and at the critical moment, I used my waist to stop myself, otherwise I would probably fall under the bed with my head rushed.

After the beard took my place, he was really unkind, and slammed twice against the neck of the inflatable doll.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or if the quality of this inflatable doll is not good? When the beard was tossed like this, I heard a sneering sound, and the inflatable doll was leaking.

As soon as Beard heard this voice, he stared at it again with a puzzled look.

Suddenly, the beard wowed, and muttered, "Perverted! ”

Then the beard touched his hand again, and muttered, "Why is it so slimy, what is it?" ”

By the time he sniffed his palm, he was on the verge of exploding. He roared angrily and said, "their whole family, this rabbit cub is actually ......."

When I think about it, I just came into contact with this inflatable doll.

I said I couldn't tell how disgusting it was, and Beard and I both rushed to the toilet first and washed our hands together.

When we both had eased up, Beard looked around the room and said, "Why isn't this informant there?" Did you go on a mission? ”

I thought it was more comprehensive, and I analyzed, "Either you guessed it, or he probably had something to worry about, and he didn't live in this house at all." ”

The beard looked at me meaningfully.

The two of us continued to discuss. In the end, we mean, wait a little longer, and in the meantime the beard will rummage through the house again, looking for something, and see if there is anything to find.

The beard was busy, and I "tidied up" the house, especially by impression, and put the things that had messed us up in their place.

I waited like this for an hour. I saw that the beard was still rummaging through the cabinets. I didn't rush him.

In the meantime I slipped out onto the veranda and watched the night scene outside.

But a car appeared in the distance. It's a shabby-looking Xiali car. I have a lot of feelings about this kind of car, because the police provide this kind of cheap transportation to informants, and what time is it, and the average family rarely drives this kind of goods.

I was suddenly sensitive, and while staring at the car, I also reminded the beard.

Beard quickly came over to join me. We both hid by the window, just poking our heads out to look out.

The shali finally came downstairs to us, and it came to a stop against the side of the road.

The beard winked at me, which meant that the informant must have returned.

I'm not in a hurry to say anything. When the door of the Xiali car was opened, I was stunned when I looked at the people who came out of it.

The beard reacted to me in a similar way, and he muttered, "How can this be? ”