I stood in front of the museum building, standing for a long time, the wind blowing slowly, teasing my face and soothing my heart.

This time, instead of going to the museum, I went around to the back of the museum, and I came to the tall unfinished building, from which I hoped to find the secret of the man in black.

"Hey, what do you do?" The site was rudimentary, but due to government regulations, the entire area was fenced off by tall partitions, and there was only one entrance, guarded by a security guard in camouflage uniform.

"Oh, I have a friend who works in there." I was stopped in front of the iron gate, and although the gate was open, I could not enter, so I had to find an excuse to go with him.

"Who? What's it called? The security guard raised his voice, deep wrinkles forming on his swarthy face, and it was clear that he didn't welcome me.

"A friend of mine, I went in to find him for something." I froze for a moment, trying to get by.

"What's it called? What's your friend's name? ”

"My friend's surname is Li, we all call him Brother Li, I don't know the specific name."

"What are you looking for him to do, we are a construction site, it is very dangerous, if you want to enter, call him to come out and pick you up."

"Brother, you can be accommodating, I am really in a hurry, and I came to him because the phone couldn't get through. Something happened to his sister in his hometown, and the phone couldn't get through, so he asked me to come to the construction site to find him. With that, I took out two hundred dollars from my wallet and stuffed it into the doorman, hoping to settle the matter.

The doorman looked at me, stole a glance at the money I had stuffed into his hand, and with a strange smile on his face, he raised his voice again and shouted, "Oh! Brother Li's friend, it's okay, you go in, come out early when you're done, and pay attention to safety. ”

I also smiled back: "Haole, Haole, thank you!" ”

I was about to enter the door when I was stopped by a horn behind me and a huge container truck motioned for me to get out of the way.

"You give way, this car where we deliver materials." The doorman told me to let the car go first.

Although it was a midsummer afternoon and the sun was scorching, the construction site was still in full swing. As you can see from the signage on the construction site, this is an image project, the so-called landmark building, so the construction period is very tight.

This site is large, with a large number of people and vehicles, and it is not the personnel of a single construction company, and even the clothing looks varied. The building was designed to have 78 floors, and has been completed with 64 floors, which is far higher than the adjacent C City Museum. According to my sightings, the Man in Black descended from the 55th floor to the roof of the museum, and I was going to go there to wait for the Man in Black to appear.

Climbing the fifty-fifth floor of an unfinished high-rise building was obviously not an easy task, so I found the elevator for construction, waited for a long time, and finally sneaked up between the people they were transporting, and rode all the way to the top of the elevator, about the sixtieth floor.

The top floors are still wrapped in tight scaffolding and canvas, and the ground is littered with building materials and cement crumbs. I climbed down the bare floor, and finally came to the fifty-fifth floor, which I was looking for.

It didn't look any different from the other floors I'd just walked on, and there wasn't even a place to hide, everything was exposed to the sunlit concrete floor, and it was hard to imagine the men in black using this as a starting point for their actions.

Now all I need to do is wait, wait for the Man in Black to appear, I came to the fifty-fourth floor, sat down in the corner under the stairs, and prepared to stay here until the evening, when I will not only see the beginning and end of the Man in Black's actions, but also try to have a dialogue with the Man in Black to find a real breakthrough.

The sun was slowly setting, and the bright floors were gradually dimming, and I didn't notice anything unusual throughout the day, so it seems that the man in black probably came up at night.

Night soon fell, and the roadside street lamps and the city's glorious neon lights shone into the empty building, and the construction site stopped at eight o'clock at night, and most of the people returned to rest in the board house on one side of the construction site, and there were no workers left on the roof. I knew the Man in Black might be coming.

At half past ten o'clock in the evening, the crowd downstairs had begun to become sparse, and the large iron gate of the construction site was locked. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the elevator and I knew that they were coming. I hurriedly found a corner and squatted, afraid of being discovered by them.

The elevator only stops at the highest level, so the man in black can only go down from the sixtieth floor. Soon, I heard a small noise coming from upstairs, and they were coming.

And when I was secretly rejoicing, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of me, it was them, the masked man in black! Apparently I was spotted by someone they were scouting the surrounding floors, and before I could open my mouth to speak, I was knocked out and quickly lost consciousness.

Again, I tried to go to the forty-ninth floor to hide, trying to avoid the detection and cleaning of the men in black, and I don't think they should go down to clear the safe space on the fifth floor. Sure enough, this time I managed to evade their cleanup, and it was 11:10 p.m.

I cautiously walked out of the corner at the bottom of the stairs, climbed up step by step, and gradually approached the fifty-fifth floor, where I stopped, and I thought they might set up an observation post on the fifty-fourth floor.

I walked lightly up and down the stairs, and through the gap in the stairs, I didn't see any obvious light, so I continued to walk slowly up. Probably because they didn't think anyone would climb dozens of floors from downstairs to get here, they didn't set up an observation post on the fifty-fourth floor.

I did everything I could not make any noise, and I could already feel sporadic vibrations from the ceiling. Now that they are above me, how do I go about talking to them? Chinese or English, or Arabic? I'm likely to be knocked out again by them, but I'm willing to make a helpful attempt.

I finally mustered up the courage, took out my phone, and headed upstairs. I came to the fifty-fifth floor, and I saw them.

"Hey! Hello! Let's make a deal! "In front of me were the men in black who were about to rappel to the top of the museum, they were in formation, staring intently downstairs, not noticing me. There were about a dozen of them, and I didn't even have time to count their numbers, my heart was beating out, it was the first time I had gone head-to-head with them.

My voice quickly caught their attention, and they quickly turned around and stared at me one by one. Because of the backlight, I couldn't see them clearly, not even with my eyes.

"Let's make a deal!" I raised my hand and waved my phone, which was glowing with a faint light.

Just when I thought they would respond to me, I realized that they seemed to have just been confused by my sudden appearance, and I was soon knocked down again by them with the weapon in their hands, without getting any response or hearing any communication between them.

Can't they understand me? I'm ready to try again in English.

“Hi， you! Let us make a deal !” I shouted loudly in English, and I apparently shook their bodies again, and they all turned around and looked at me as if their heads had short-circuited.

“We can make a deal !” Again, I tried to get a response from them.

But this time I still didn't get any response, and I was knocked down again and quickly lost consciousness.

But this time, I found another detail, I found out that one of them was squatting on the ground operating a laptop, which was the first detail I had overlooked because I was too nervous and dimly lit, but this time the computer screen was still glowing, so I noticed this detail.

In the dark environment, the faint light emitted by the computer screen was also very conspicuous, and when I looked at the man in black, I glanced at the computer screen a few times, and it seemed to be a black and white picture, but I couldn't see clearly, and by the time I wanted to confirm again, I had already been knocked down.

After several failures, I gave up the illusion of having a conversation with the Man in Black, and I rearranged the information I had obtained about the fifty-fifth floor, and I found that I seemed to have got the missing piece of the puzzle.