"Have you given up? That's giving up? You've changed, it's not the Huang Shuya I know, what's the matter with you? Cheer up! Ling Xiao yelled at her.

Huang Shuya's sobbing sound sounded in the darkness.

A man who can take down five armed bodyguards with his bare hands, even if he is trapped in a basement, that basement is definitely his territory. Therefore, even if Ling Xiao destroyed the monitoring equipment and cut off the connection between the basement and the outside, Huang Bo would never dare to send someone in. Because he knew very well that once Ling Xiao came out, it would definitely be a tiger out of the cage, and he would be in big trouble. Therefore, he would not give Ling Xiao the slightest chance to escape. He had to wait until Ling Xiao and Huang Shuya were dying of hunger before opening the alloy blast door, and at that time, it was also the time when his plan was at the end of his plan, he would get Huang Zhiqiang's will, and Ling Xiao and Huang Shuya would have to die here.

Things have come to this point, and Ling Xiao is actually very clear about Huang Bo's plan. What he can do is to try to hold on for more time, and suddenly counterattack when Huang Bo opened the blast door and escape. Or, dig a tunnel and get out of the city early. Apart from these two options, he doesn't have a third option.

The first choice is very passive, Huang Bo is a very smart person, if he delays the opening time until he is dying, then even if the blast door is opened, he will not be able to escape. He didn't like this feeling of passivity, and he didn't like to leave his fate in the hands of someone as cunning as Huang Bo. Then, there is only the second option, dig a tunnel to escape.

Knock knock, knock knock!

Ling Xiao walked along the wall, his clenched fist banging against the wall from time to time.

"It's useless, Doctor Ling, I said, why don't you accept reality? What Huang Bo said is true, the wall here is one meter behind, and there is a layer of steel plate sandwiched in the middle, even if the tank comes to bombard, it will take ten shells to blast it open, is your fist more powerful than the tank's shells? Huang Shuya, huddled on the sofa with her knees huddled, looked very decadent, she had lost her fighting spirit.

Ling Xiao ignored her and continued to bang on the wall. He longed for a place where some contractor cut corners, such as filling mud and sand in the walls, or even foam, and as soon as he punched down, a big hole appeared. However, this idea is too naïve to be realized. Huang Zhiqiang is such a big real estate developer, will the shelter he built himself fill the walls with sediment or foam?

However, it was such a naïve and naïve idea that gave Ling Xiao motivation and made him feel better.

"How did I end up here?" Huang Shuya's voice is full of complaints.

Ling Xiao sighed, "Shuya, can you be quiet?" It's okay if you don't help, is it useful to complain? ”

"Of course it works!" Huang Shuya's voice suddenly became louder, "It's all you!" I shouldn't have gone to you, you didn't help me, you killed me! ”

"Aren't you all alive? If I kill you, am I not talking to a demon? Speaking of this, Ling Xiao suddenly learned to scream, "Woo woo - I died so miserably, I died so miserably." What about my intestines, oops, how did they get tangled around my feet? Huang Shuya, come and help me untie my intestines, come on-"

Although the eyes have adapted to the dark environment, in this basement with no natural light at all, adaptation is equivalent to not adapting. Unable to see Ling Xiao, but could hear him screaming in the dark, Huang Shuya suddenly became terrified, she covered her ears and scolded: "You bastard! Don't scare me, I've been afraid of ghosts since I was a child! ”

"Are you still complaining?"

"No, no, no!" Huang Shuya stretched her slender neck and said in the direction of Ling Xiao, "Are you satisfied?" ”

Ling Xiao laughed, "I'm more satisfied." ”

"You're going to die!" Huang Shuya grabbed the pillow and smashed it in the direction of Ling Xiao.

The eyes can't see, and the sense of hearing is even more sensitive, and with the faint sound of the pillow flying, Ling Xiao deftly dodged away. The pillow grazed his shoulder and slammed against the wall. Ling Xiao didn't pick him up, he didn't knock on the wall, he turned on the flashlight and walked towards the refrigerator.

Walking over to the refrigerator, he reached out and pulled the refrigerator door open.

There was food in the fridge, but there wasn't much, and it was all fresh fruit, no staple food. It's not surprising, it's not a refrigerator in the kitchen, who would put a staple in the refrigerator? The freezer in the fridge was empty and there was nothing.

The water stored in the bathtub was enough to drink for a few days and ten days, but the food was seriously insufficient. Even if you only eat a little bit of these fruits in front of you a day, two people will eat them all in two or three days. For the rest of the time, how long can you last just by drinking water?

Ling Xiao began to miss Huang Shuya's backpack, although it was carrying snacks that girls liked, but it could fill her stomach anyway, right? Unfortunately, when sneaking into the villa, he and she both put their backpacks at the hiding spot near the villa for ease of movement.

"Shuya, are you hungry?" Ling Xiao moved the beam of the flashlight to Huang Shuya's body.

Huang Shuya didn't even look at Ling Xiao, she hugged her knees and curled up on the sofa like a kitten.

Ling Xiao saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, his heart was slightly sour, and he sighed. He tried to comfort her, but the words came to his lips and swallowed back. He said everything he had to say, and Huang Shuya couldn't listen to him, and he had no choice. Isn't he himself full of pain and self-blame, and fear, which is not at all comfortable. But he endured it and didn't dare to show half of it in front of Huang Shuya. In front of Huang Shuya, he always seems optimistic, but when he calms down, he is also scared, and he is also very painful. Every time like this, he keeps telling himself, if I can't stand it and Huang Shuya is like this again, then we are really finished! Every time he encouraged himself like this, his instinct to survive would burn again.

Ling Xiao took an apple, walked to the sofa, and handed it to Huang Shuya, "Eat, I know you're hungry." ”

"I don't want to eat it." Huang Shuya is low and authentic.

Ling Xiao turned off the flashlight, sat down beside her, clicked and took a bite of the apple, and said, "Well, it's so fragrant, it's so sweet, it's so strange, why didn't I think apples were so sweet before?" Don't believe you? ”

"I'm not a child, it's useless for you to trick me into eating." As Huang Shuya spoke, she suddenly fell into Ling Xiao's arms, "Hold me." ”

Ling Xiao froze for a moment, but still reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She needed comfort, and he was the only one here who could comfort her. She needed a sense of security, and he was the only one here who could give her a sense of security.

This time, Huang Shuya curled up in his arms, like a kitten, but his mood was surprisingly calm, without the slightest unhealthy thoughts.

Perhaps physically and mentally exhausted, Huang Shuya curled up in Ling Xiao's arms and soon fell asleep. Ling Xiao turned on the flashlight and looked at her quietly. The sound of even breathing came from her nostrils, and she looked serene. He picked her up and walked to the bedroom. He put her on the bed, took off her shoes, and finally covered her with the quilt.

He left the bedroom and returned to the sofa in the living room. He lay on the couch and tried to sleep, but he couldn't sleep when he closed his eyes.

He turned on the flashlight again and shone it to the ceiling.

The ceiling of the basement does not use decorative building materials, but only pasted a layer of high-end environmentally friendly wallpaper, with a very gorgeous pattern. The wallpaper was followed by a thick layer of concrete, as he had confirmed when he ripped off the monitor in the corner. However, it was such a monotonous ceiling, but Ling Xiao looked at it very carefully.

"Strange, why don't there be vents? In the underground space, if there is no vent, people must not be suffocated to death? Huang Zhiqiang is engaged in real estate, so he doesn't even know this common sense, right? Ling Xiao muttered to himself, and then he got up from the couch and looked around for ventilation.

He searched the entire basement, but found not a single exhaust fan, let alone the ventilation duct he imagined. However, the strange place is here, he does not have the slightest feeling of lack of oxygen, and the air in the basement seems to be very smooth.

"There must be ventilation ducts, otherwise the air wouldn't be so fresh. Also, Huang Bo can't let Huang Shuya die now, if he locks Huang Shuya in a basement without air, he can't use a suffocated corpse to blackmail Huang Zhiqiang to make the will he needs. Ling Xiao affirmed this in his heart, but where was the ventilation duct?

After thinking quietly for a while, Ling Xiao suddenly walked into the bathroom quickly.

The bathroom is also a toilet and is spacious. However, the design is also very exquisite, and the toilet for convenience is installed in a small space created by atomized glass, and there is no ceiling on the small space. Ling Xiao has inspected all the places in this basement, but he has not taken a closer look in this small space where the toilet is installed. He had opened it, but only by looking at it. Yes, who would look for something in a poop place?

Opening the small atomized glass door, a luxurious toilet inlaid with gold rim comes into view, and next to it, there is a copper metal grille that looks like an ordinary floor drain. However, it is square and a bit larger.

"Why didn't I think of that? Ha! Why didn't I think of that? Ling Xiao suddenly became excited, he lay down next to the toilet, then pulled a hair from his head, and slowly approached the copper fence. Sure enough, the strands of his hair fluttered slightly as he approached the brass fence, and the tips of his hair curled up slightly.

This is the ventilation duct in the basement!

The indoor temperature is relatively high, the outdoor temperature is relatively low, a cold and a hot air pressure difference, the outside air will flow in, and the air in the house will automatically flow out, so there is no need to exchange electrical equipment, this ventilation duct can complete the task of ventilation, and the air in the basement is always fresh!

In the excitement, the scene of this villa appeared in Ling Xiao's mind again, "This villa is built on the hillside, with a cliff on the back, and Shiba Lake under the cliff. The basement I was in was built in a mountain near a cliff. When Huang Zhiqiang built this shelter, he definitely didn't want anyone to block his ventilation pipes, so the other end of the ventilation ducts he designed should be on a cliff that no one can go to! ”