Chapter 67: Ventilation

In a room on the top floor of this nightclub, the curtains of the room were tightly drawn, and the light from the street lamps outside did not shine in the slightest, and there was not a single light inside, and the whole room was dark. The furnishings of the room are also very simple, only a set of sofas and a few chairs, and in the position against the wall, there is a not too large desk, and a figure is staring at the computer screen on the table.

The computer screen happened to be the surveillance screen of all the buildings, he kept switching the screens, looking at the movement in the monitoring screen, and there was still a cigarette in his hand, but he hadn't smoked it for a while, and the cigarette burned by itself, leaving a long piece of cigarette ash. The reflection of the display screen shone on the person's face, and the eyes behind the eyes were full of a sharp look.

If you think this guy is a scholar, you can also say that, because the bookish air on his face can't be concealed. White skin, a cleanly shaved beard, thin lips tightly pursed. Secretly gritted his teeth fiercely.

However, this guy is really not as simple as a scholar. Next to the mouse, there is a revolver of the kind used by the Hong Kong police, the nose of the pistol is open, and it has entered a state of being ready to fire. The holster of the pistol is well maintained. Although it seems to have some denitrification, it still gives people a very familiar feeling.

Next to the computer, there is a long knife, this knife looks majestic, and the knife god looks very slender, but it does not give people a feeling of thinness at all. It is a good knife made of fine steel. The handle of the knife is also tightly wound with something similar to insulating tape, which is densely turned, and it is conceivable that if you hold it, it should be very close.

He jumped the screen to the screen of the central control room, he was still quite confident, he was sure that the kid trapped in the central control room, it was not easy to escape, even if this guy smashed the surveillance camera, the door of the central control room was blocked by a composite steel plate about 2 cm thick, and the ventilation duct was also connected to a high-voltage current, and the power supply of the central control room was not the power supply system of the original building, but an independent system after its own transformation. So he was also relieved to jump out of the picture to see if there was something wrong in other areas of the building.

On the No. 4 surveillance probe on the 3rd floor, he found something different, a woman in a chef's clothes, was tiptoeing towards the third floor, behind this woman, there was also a guy, this guy is also the lord with a big waist and a round waist.

He paused the picture, then picked up a stack of photos on the table, comparing them one by one with the two people on the screen, and the result made him sigh softly, it was not the same person.

He took out the walkie-talkie and said slowly into the walkie-talkie: "There are two guys on the third floor, the third one, you go find a few people, catch them for me, and you want to live!" ”

The other side of the walkie-talkie agreed, and the person sighed slightly, as if talking to himself: "It seems that it's not those people, hehe, how many people are behind this?" There are a few more fresh faces. Then he leaned back and leaned back in his chair in a very comfortable position.

At this moment, a slight sound came from the stereo standing on the desk, which seemed very abrupt in the extremely quiet space.

"Come with me, let's get out of here!"

This person was startled, and immediately sat up straight, just about to switch to the central control room, but then he also remembered that the camera in the central control room had already let the kid just now smash it with a fire axe. Could it be that someone has entered the central control room?

He picked up the walkie-talkie, put it to his lips, and said, "Seven out of five, show me, is the door of the cage open?" ”

After a while, the voices of these guys came from the intercom: "Boss, no, such an old thick steel plate, who can come out?" ”

At this moment, a muffled sound came from a distance, although not the earth-shattering explosion, but the kind of explosion similar to that that of a confined space, like lighting a firecracker in a can of Coke. There was some slight shaking throughout the floor, the computer screen on the table flashed a few times and began to become unstable, and after a while, the guy suddenly stood up in his chair, picked up his gun and knife, and picked up the walkie-talkie with the other hand, like running outside.

While running, this guy also shouted on the walkie-talkie: "Ventilation duct, ventilation duct has entered the mouse, turn on the switch for me and start ventilation!" ”

At this time, a minion waiting next to the main control switch pressed the button hard, and at the end of the air vent upstairs, a high-power shaft fan began to slowly rotate. Mushroom Head and the man in the mask felt the resonance of the motor turning from the ventilation duct and glanced at each other as they felt a vague flow of air. I couldn't help but smile wryly.

The air was moving faster and faster, blowing almost all of the mask-wearing man's hair. The mushroom head said: "Brother, thank you, it seems that we will be chopped into pieces by the blades of the ventilation fan in a while." At this time, the two of them already felt that the wind was blowing behind them was already very strong, and the air was flowing rapidly in the ventilation ducts that were not very loose, making a dull whining sound, as if a monster was roaring in the sky. The mushroom head and the man clung to the wall of the ventilation duct, not daring to relax in the slightest.

This guy didn't know what he was thinking, and his face was resolute. After glancing at the end of the ventilation pipe, he said categorically: "Go, go back!" ”

"Go back??? Won't you, you want to go back? The mushroom head was incredulous and said, "Wouldn't you still be trapped in that room when you go back?" ”

The guy looked at the mushroom head like an idiot, and didn't speak, urging the mushroom head to go forward, and when he barely climbed to a corner, the wind became even stronger, and the huge suction force almost sucked the two people up. Directly below the corner, there is an iron protective railing, and the masked man is struggling with one hand to hold a protruding interface in the ventilation duct, and the other hand to hold the protective railing. It's extremely laborious.

At this time, the headphones of the mushroom head suddenly rang, and it was Tang Lei's call: "Mushroom, did you come out the fuck?" ”

The mushroom head looked happy, and was about to reply, probably due to distraction, his feet slipped, and the whole person was pushed out by the huge air current, and slid towards the fan that rotated at high speed at the end.