It's the sound of someone sliding down the wall from above, stepping on the outer wall.

I don't know if the Japanese spies wanted to rush in through the window or stick it on the outer wall to spy on the movement in the room.

Fang Buwei listened quietly for a few seconds and judged the direction.

The visitor must be from this room, across the roof of the two rooms.

Fang Buwei's heart moved, wasn't that the room where Yin Zhiwen lived before?

There are seven rooms in this row by the window, why did the Japanese spy choose this one?

Could it be that the Japanese have already investigated and know that the guards around Yin Zhiwen are the weakest, so it is best to start?

But who told you that something so big happened that important people would still be in the same room?

Fang Buwei stood up violently.

"What's wrong?" Yin Zhiwen, who was looking at a book, asked strangely.

"It's okay, I'll go next door and see Mr. Ye and them!" Fang is not a return.

Before leaving, he gave Xiao Zaiming another look, meaning to let him be careful.

Xiao Zaiming nodded lightly, took out the pistol, opened the safety, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and placed it horizontally on his knee.

Xiao Zaiming has such a move, and others are not surprised.

When he first arranged the personnel, Fang Buwei made it very clear that he would not trust any bodyguard and entourage. And warn all personnel that if they do not want to be killed by mistake, it is best not to make any misleading actions for more than ten days before disembarking.

Fang Buwei bypassed the bodyguards inside the three doors, opened the door, and went to the corridor.

When he walked to the door of Yin Zhiwen's previous room, Fang Buwei deliberately stopped, put his ear to the wall, and listened for a while.

A few "rustles", Fang Buwei judged, this person had just descended to the level of the luxury cabin, and it would take at least a minute to get to the window of this room, and he still had time.

Fang Buwei slowly pushed open the door and walked in lightly, while removing the dagger hidden in the leg of his trousers.

When passing by the bedside, Fang Buwei deliberately pulled the quilt open and stuffed a pillow into it, looking like there were people sleeping inside.

When the people outside gently opened the window and were about to jump in, Fang Buwei had quietly hidden next to the table under the window.

The visitor stepped on the table and entered the room. Before getting off the table, I waited a few seconds to get used to the sight.

Look at this man's dress, all black, even with a hood on his head.

Fang Buwei held his breath and waited for someone to jump off the table before making a move.

But after waiting for almost a minute, the man didn't move.

Fang Buwei raised his head slightly, and saw that the person who came had his ears sideways, as if he was listening to the movement.

It was so cautious, it seemed that he had heard the sound of no one's breathing in the room.

Fang Buwei was just about to prepare for action, and when he left this person behind, the man in black suddenly moved.

He first shook the rope slightly, it should be sending some kind of letter to Kamihara, and then waited a few seconds for no response from it before he lightly got off the table and leaned towards the bed.

Isn't that right?

He knew there was no one in the room, so what did he want to do?

Fang Buwei was about to wait to see what was going on, when the rope behind the man in black suddenly shook twice.

Sensing the signal from his companion, the man in black stopped, ready to turn and leave.

Do you want to leave after you've come?

Fang Buwei sneered secretly, kicked his feet, and shot out like an arrow off the string.

He struck the back of the man in black with his left hand, and the knife in his right hand slashed at the rope behind the man in black like lightning.

With a "bang", when Fang Buwei's left fist hit the back of the man in black's head, there was a muffled sound.

The dagger that cut into the rope also stabbed and sparked at the same time.

What's the matter, the rope is made of soft steel wire?

And the dog actually wore a steel helmet, the kind that can even protect half of his neck?

Although part of the force was blocked, Fang Buwei shot extremely hard. The man in black was beaten, and if he hadn't been hanging by a rope, he would have jumped directly to the ground.

When the man holding the rope above saw the rope descend violently, and the sound from below, he knew that his companion had been ambushed, and pulled the rope up as fast as he could.

What the hell, miscalculated?

Fang Buwei scolded secretly.

It seems impossible to keep alive.

He didn't expect that the man in black was not slow to react.

After being hit on the head, he was able to pull out a weapon?

It's also a short knife, but it's nearly twice as long as the dagger that doesn't exist.

At the same time as the rope was pulled up, the man in black flipped down violently, his head up, his feet down, and the short blade in his hand pierced Fang Buwei's chest.

Fang Buwei snorted coldly.

He took two steps forward, avoided the knife of the man in black, and threw himself directly into the arms of the man in black.

These three knives have not taken more than two seconds.

He dared to guarantee that even if the gods came, this spy would not survive.

With a few "snorts", the blood spurted out like a fountain, spraying Fang Buwei's head and face.

No way, the process is too fast, you can't hide if you want to.

Before the word "it is ......" could be uttered, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the black-clothed man's mouth, followed by two coughs, and the blood spurted faster.

Fang Buwei could hear that the man in black should be shouting "Help!" in Japanese. ”

The rope on it kept pulling up, and with a "bang", the man in black was dragged out of the window.

You can't chase it out.

Fang didn't dare to guarantee that at this time, there was definitely more than one gun pointed at the window.

He took a step back, secretly on guard.

Fang Buwei was afraid that the Japanese above would throw a grenade or something like that.

Fortunately, the situation he expected did not happen, and it seems that the Japanese did not want to make a big noise.

After the man in black was pulled up, there was not a trace of exclamation from it.

Fang Buwei only heard that it seemed to be two people, carrying the corpse away, and trying to lean against the edge, and the steps were also very light.

This is for fear of waking up other guests.

After listening quietly for a while, the footsteps on the roof went farther and farther away, until they disappeared.

Fang did not judge, these people climbed down from the left rear corner of the top of the boat.

After suffering such a big loss, I don't think I will use the same method to do it again.

Fang does not close the window lightly. He took off his bloody clothes, pulled up another sheet, wiped it on his face, wrapped it around his body again, and walked out of the room.

Although the process is relatively thrilling, the movement is minimal. The bodyguards in the hallway only heard the sound of the man in black hitting the window.

But they wondered if Fang Buwei was looking for something, or if he bumped into the sound made on the table.

When Fang Buwei walked out, several bodyguards were still wondering, but after only going in for two or three minutes, why did Fang Buwei come out naked?

When he saw Fang Buwei's clothes dripping blood in his arms, as well as a large area of blood oozing from his chest, the bodyguard woke up.

Injured?

Without waiting for the bodyguard's exclamation, Fang Buwei made a silent action.

On the other side of the aisle, there was a crew member sent from an American ship.

The captain claimed that he was protecting the Chinese who had given him attention, but in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that these people were here to monitor.

More than a dozen people and a dozen guns, on the cruise ship, it is already a rather terrifying group of armed forces, and no matter how much money the captain receives, he does not dare to relax against the forces that threaten the safety of everyone on board.

Fang Buwei pointed to the room he had just come out of, and whispered to a bodyguard, "Go in and deal with it." Be careful, and when you hear the movement, come out immediately......"

One of the bodyguards nodded and entered the room.

Under the shocked and frightened gaze of the bodyguard, Fang Buwei returned to Yu Erjun's room.

In fact, none of the people inside were asleep, and as soon as Fang Buwei entered, everyone noticed his strangeness.

Seeing that the clothes Fang Buwei was carrying in his hand were still dripping blood, Yin Zhiwen and Yu Erjun all sat up in shock.

Seeing that Fang Buwei's face was normal, he moved freely, and he was not injured, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Murdered?" Yin Zhiwen asked in surprise.

Fang Buwei nodded: "A person dived down from the top of the boat and entered the room where you lived before...... It's a pity that there is no ...... left alive."

Yin Zhiwen's face turned white with a "swish".

Xiao Zaiming was distressed and helpless.

He didn't want Fang Buwei to take risks, but among all of them, only Fang Buwei had the best skills, the fastest reaction, and the strongest ability, so when it came to the most critical moment, he would only find out first, and he could only deal with it.

"It's hard work!" Yu Erjun let out a long sigh.

Although it has not been a day, he has all this done firmly in his heart from the realization of now.

Yu Erjun was even thinking, what method could be used to repay Fang Buwei for these things he did for them?

"What the hell is going on?" Yin Zhiwen eased up a little, and asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"I guess the Japanese want to assassinate you......" Fang Buwei replied.

"No, that's not what I'm ask......ing," Yin Zhiwen asked in surprise, "I mean, how did you know that there was someone in my room?" ”

"I leaned against the wall and heard a vibration outside...... "Fang Buwei pointed to the spot where he had just sit.

Yin Zhiwen looked at Fang Buwei as if he had seen a ghost.

"Rest early!" Fang Buwei replied, found a clean dress, entered the bathroom, and closed the door again.

He wanted to burn the bloody clothes.

Although it is unlikely, Fang Buwei still doesn't want to leave too many traces of himself.

Although there are vents, it is still enough to choke on the smoke.

When he burned all his clothes and flushed the residue down the toilet, he was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a few coughing sounds.

What the hell am I?

Fang was not shocked.

Is there someone in the ventilation duct?