"Hey, forget it!" Wu Kong sighed, took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, silent alone, from his eyes, I saw a little regret. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

By now, I can already conclude that Huang Zhiqiu, Lu Jie, Da Long, and Lao Hai, several of them are related to the research institute here, and it is unknown what kind of connection they are.

If these two videos were copied here in advance, then how did they transmit them? First of all, there is no network signal here, and secondly, there is no cell tower for the transmission of electromagnetic waves, so the only possibility is to copy it through a mobile device, that is, who would it be that person who is going back and forth between the ghost town and the research institute as the transmitter of these images?

I couldn't help but shake my head at the thought of this, because I really couldn't find a person who connected all the clues, at least in my memory, there was no such person.

"Let's go, it's not good for us to stay here for a long time." Wu Kong suddenly interrupted my thoughts.

I nodded, after all, the sirens had stopped, which probably meant that the matter outside had been resolved, and all the security guards would be coming immediately, and at that point, we would really have no wings to fly.

I attached myself to the door and tried to listen to the movement outside, but I don't know if the iron door was too thick and soundproof, or if there was no sound outside at all, I couldn't hear a sound for a long time, but the roots of my ears were frozen red.

What now? I'm a little helpless, it's a bit risky to walk through this door, and if those security guards keep lurking around, we're definitely dead.

At this moment, Wu Kong patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "It's empty behind the wall!" ”

I turned to look, and saw that he had climbed onto the top of the machine, banging on the opposite wall with a heavy echo.

"So what? No matter how strong you are, you can't smash the wall open with a stick! I said dismissively.

Having said that, I'm still excited, the problem now is how to break the wall, there must be a space behind it, and if I'm lucky, I might be able to get out.

Wu Kong ignored me, but walked around the room by himself, and after more than ten seconds, he suddenly stopped in front of the machine, stared for a moment, climbed to the top and retreated, and so on several times.

Finally, he bent down and poked the underside of the machine with a stick, a square plank embedded between two iron pillars, and there was a gap of half an inch under the plank, and when he looked through the light, he could see slender wires, under which the machine's circuit should be hidden.

"What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, and a small hole was made under the wooden plank, and a bamboo stick was inserted into it, and the ground was full of sawdust.

Wu Kong frowned, grabbed one end of the bamboo stick, and pulled it up desperately, the wooden board was slowly lifted in constant trembling, and several screws around it were also loosened, and it seemed that they would soon be pried open.

Just as I was getting a little excited, the stick suddenly broke, one stuck under the plank, and the other came out of my hand, slammed high against the fluorescent lamp, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Ho! It's good now, even the weapons are gone! I said.

Looking at Wu Kong's expression, he was a little ignorant, as if he didn't expect the stick to break. After a while, Wu Kong flew up and kicked directly on the wooden board, and at the same time scolded: "Grass! What a fucking broken stick! ”

The plank had become brittle because of the previous loosening, and in a single moment, a crack several feet long was kicked out, and as soon as we saw the play, we immediately kicked and pulled to pry the board, and it took a lot of effort to make a hole, and the ground was a mess, all of which were wood chips left by us.

We lay on the ground with flashlights and looked inside, and there were dense wires underneath, covered with dust, and in some places there were a few dead cockroaches, which looked like no one had cleaned them for many years.

Pull open a row of wires hanging from above, there is a row inside, Wu Kong took half a bamboo stick to pick it up, opened it and took a look, only to see that there was a vent on the wall behind, the outside of the vent was nailed with an iron bar, and the inside was pitch black, and from time to time there was a slight cold wind blowing in his face.

"I'll go! Awesome, how do you know there's a vent down there! We can get out from there! I exclaimed.

Wu Kong shook his head and said lightly: "I don't know, I just want to pry it open to see the situation below." ”

I was embarrassed to hear him say this, but time was too short for us to slack off, so we looked at each other and wanted to climb in.

"Go and turn off the switch." Wu Kong said to me, "Oh, and also, help me pick up that half of the stick!" ”

I crawled out, picked up the stick on the ground and threw it at him, then went to the electrical box, pulled down the switch, and the room was plunged into darkness again, except for the light of a flashlight coming from under the machine.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of metal hitting outside the door, because the iron door was relatively thick, the sound was not very recognizable, but I still probably heard that it was the sound of the keychain!

"What to do? They're back! I whispered.

Wu Kong was silent under the machine, and the flashlight was still shaking slightly, he should be thinking. I stood anxiously and a little overwhelmed, and now I went to pry open the vent, it must be too late, I already heard the sound of the key in the keyhole, and with a slight twist, the door would open, and within a few seconds, we would both be caught.

Time did not allow me to think about it for a moment, and I only felt a tingling in my scalp, and waited helplessly for the key to turn in the keyhole.

"Click!"

There was a thud in the keyhole.

"Click, click!"

Another flurry of sounds.

Then, there was a murmur outside: "Hey, I took it wrong." Then the key was pulled out.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but it quickly came back to reality, and it seemed that another key had been inserted back into the keyhole, and this time it should have been right. I subconsciously pressed against the door, trying to fight for the last chance of life.

At this time, Wu Kong turned off the flashlight and rushed out from under the machine, and in the darkness, I only felt a fiery snort spraying on my face, and then he dragged it and shrank into the corner.

Wu Kong let out a "shhhhhh

I don't know what Wu Kong's plans are, but I can hear from his nervous breathing that he is not very sure this time.

Finally, the door opened, and a ray of light came in, shining on the ground, and at the same time a shadow was reflected, and the shadow put away the key, with a flashlight in one hand and something in the other, which should have looked like a gun.

He looked around for a moment, then walked in slowly, and we hid behind the door, motionless, and did not dare to breathe.