Mr. Liu thought of everything, but he didn't expect that his white hand had never even touched a camera before.

Frowning and gritting his teeth, Teacher Liu whispered, "Xiaobai, I'll go in with you." ”

The idea was made, and the teacher and student went around in a circle and went around to the back wall of the "vixen" house.

This kind of small courtyard house does not have a backyard, that is, there is no back wall, and it is a house when you enter.

With his white hand, he asked Mr. Liu to squat down, and when he saw that there was no one around, he took out a knife and went to pick the latch of the back door.

According to Mr. Liu, the entire small courtyard house is inhabited by a fox spirit, and you can pry the door with your white hands.

It's not right to pry the door, it's a thief, but I think it's right to think with my white hands, for Mr. Liu.

The movements were not very skillful, but the door finally opened, and when I entered the house, I saw that it was a room full of miscellaneous items, and when the door was closed, the room was pitch black.

"Xiaobai." Teacher Liu screamed softly.

The white hand could hear it, and his voice was full of fear.

If you enter it, you will do it, and there is no turning back when you open the bow.

Bai Shou didn't think much about it, took Teacher Liu's hand and pulled her out of the utility room.

The hall is so big, the furniture is many and good-looking, what is the living room called by the people in the city.

The kitchen, dining room, bathroom, study, bedroom, guest room, and yard were checked one by one with white hands, and sure enough, no one was there.

When he returned to the living room with his white hands, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Bai Hand realized that he had been holding Mr. Liu's hand, hurriedly let go, blushed and smiled embarrassedly.

Teacher Liu was also a little embarrassed, but he didn't blush.

"Xiaobai, they usually get off work after five o'clock, but today it is estimated that it will be a little earlier, we have to find a place to hide in advance."

The white hand answered in his mouth, but he was attracted to something in the living room, which he had never seen before.

"Mr. Liu, what is that?"

"Television, black and white television."

The white hand had heard of it, but the first time he saw it, he stepped forward and lifted the cloth on the cover, looked left and right, and touched it with his hand.

"When I have money, I will also buy one and let my mother watch the play at home every day."

Teacher Liu said: "Don't break it for others. Two or three thousand yuan a piece, baby. ”

It's so expensive, I stick out my tongue with my white hands, and I can't make so much money in ten years, so I still don't think about it.

The white hand followed Mr. Liu to the bedroom.

If you want to take a picture, take a picture that is worthy of evidence, you have to be in the bedroom.

The bedroom is quite large, with a large wardrobe, a three-door cabinet, a quilt cabinet, etc., which can hide people, but it is easy to be exposed, and it is difficult to escape if exposed.

You can hide people under the bed, but you can't take pictures.

The study and bathroom are connected to the bedroom, but it is easy to spot if the door is left open when taking pictures.

pondering and pondering, tilting his head with his white hands, he made up the idea of the ceiling.

It is a single-storey house with no second floor, but a southern house with triangular attics on top.

No one can live in the attic, and generally nothing is placed, it is all sealed.

Hide in the attic and cut a hole in the ceiling to take pictures from above.

Mr. Liu agreed with the white-handed plan.

Where can I go up?

The white hand thought that there was a wooden ladder in the utility room, so he returned to the utility room with Mr. Liu.

Sure enough, on the top of the utility room, there is a half-meter square plank that can be moved.

Mr. Liu also brought a small flashlight, turned it on after taking it with his white hand, climbed the stairs and took a photo.

As the white hand expected, the entire triangular attic is connected, a whole, empty, free to come and go.

The white hand climbed up to the attic first, and then pulled Mr. Liu up.

Then, leaning over with white hands, put the wooden ladder back in place as much as possible, and then re-cover the moving plank.

There are several skylights in the attic, so you can barely see the direction without a flashlight.

It's just that the floor slab is a little loose, and it is a little scary to step on.

Bai took Mr. Liu's hand and moved cautiously, slowly reaching the top of the bedroom.

Let Mr. Liu sit on the beam of the house to rest, lie on the floor slab with his white hands, and try to pick up a piece of the floor slab.

It took a lot of effort to open the floor slab, turn on the flashlight with white hands, and there was a layer of white plastic slabs under the floor slab, which should be the ceiling I saw just below.

With his white hand, he took out a knife and slowly and gently drilled a small hole in the plastic plate.

Looking down, it was indeed the bedroom, but the location was wrong, and only the corner of the bed could be seen.

Teacher Liu came over to take a look, made a few more gestures, and specified what she thought was right.

He continued to work with his white hands, and in the place designated by Mr. Liu, he took a knife and cut it little by little.

The hole should not be large or completely cut so that it is not easily exposed.

It's only the size of a fist, and a small half is not cut, but it can be opened by breaking it down, and it is easy to close.

Complete the work with your white hands and let Mr. Liu check again.

Mr. Liu took the camera, turned on the lens, and tried it back and forth.

"It's okay, Xiaobai."

"What time is it? They're coming back, aren't they? ”

Teacher Liu looked at his watch, "Four points is ten points, it's still early." ”

"Oh, then sit down and rest."

"Hey, the way to retreat, you have to watch it first."

I almost forgot about this stubble, and began to look for a way out in my white hands, while thinking to myself, Mr. Liu is thoughtful, I am afraid that he has already had a similar plan, and when the teacher is wronged, he should go to be a policeman.

The white hand found a small, closed window, which he opened with force and looked out.

A meter away is the roof of the neighbor's house.

The white hand poked his head out again, and found that the neighbor's house had a makeshift bungalow. The bungalow is about half a meter from the roof and less than two meters from the ground. And as long as you get to the neighbor's bungalow, you jump out and you are in the alley.

That's it, this is the path of retreat.

The next thing is to wait.

But waiting is tormenting, and time seems to pass very slowly.

Unconsciously, the white hand dozed off and fell asleep.

It was Teacher Liu, lying there, staring intently below.

I don't know how long it took, but Bai Shou was woken up by Teacher Liu, "Hey, they seem to be back." ”

The white hand suddenly came to his senses.

But after a look, the white hand didn't notice that there was anyone in the bedroom.

"It's time to cook in the kitchen." Teacher Liu whispered in his white ear.

The white hand listened carefully, and sure enough, there was movement, but it was a little far away.

"Are you sure the two of you came back together?"

"Well, I've heard them talking."

"Mr. Liu, what time is it?"

"It's half past four."

Half an hour for cooking, another half hour for eating.

It was almost six o'clock, and the white hand finally heard the bedroom door being pushed open, followed by a burst of laughter.

The white hand really wants to see what the fox spirit looks like, it will be even more beautiful than Teacher Liu, and it can fascinate Gao Mingbao.

But Mr. Liu pushed away his white hand and raised the camera towards the round hole.

After a few moments, the white hand only heard the click of the camera, at least ten times.

Before the white hand could understand, a shout rang out below.

"Who? Who's on it? ”

Teacher Liu shouted softly, "Xiaobai, we have been discovered." ”

Without saying a word, he picked up Mr. Liu and left.