When the three of us rushed out, we found the monk and the pangolin running up to the third floor, so we immediately chased after them. Qian Ning, this girl, didn't know when she ran to the third floor.

When we ran to the third floor, Qian Ning happened to fly out of a room, and Qian Hui jumped up to catch her, so that she didn't fall downstairs directly.

The monk and the pangolin ignored Qian Ning, and rushed directly into the room one after the other. Because I was slow, although I saw everything, but when I ran to Channing's side, the two of them had already entered the room. The Djinn God and Brother Bucktooth didn't look like they wanted to help at all, and they both stood there looking in the direction of the room.

Seeing that these guys didn't move, I naturally wouldn't rush in and pretend to be some big-tailed wolf. I still know my own strength, and it's too boring to shout for the two of them, so there's no need to go in and help. After the two monks went in, there was no movement inside, which made several of us a little overwhelmed.

I turned my head and asked Channing, "What's in there?" ”

Qian Ning shook his head and said, "There's a guy wearing a mask in there, and he kicked him out before I could see it clearly." But he didn't feel good either, and after waiting for a while after a while for me he didn't have the strength to climb. ”

Guy in a mask? Could it be the guy who attacked me and snatched my backpack from above? It seems that this guy came down from the secret passage here after defeating me, what the hell is this guy's origin?

After a long time, there was still no movement coming from inside. At this time, I found that Brother Luo Ya was a little out of breath, and he looked in the direction of Qian Hui from time to time, hoping that this sissy could make a move. But that guy has been standing by her side since he caught Qian Hui, and he didn't mean to help at all.

After waiting for a while, just when I couldn't wait, Qian Ning whispered something to Qian Hui. Only then did the sissy nod and slowly walked into the room. Not long after he walked in, there was a sound of birdsong from inside, and I couldn't tell what it was.

We all looked at Channing, and at this time only Channing understood what he meant. Channing nodded to us and walked in first, and we all followed.

When I walked into this room, I realized that this room was different from our previous room. It's a big room, and compared to the other rooms, it's a huge mansion.

In a room of about seventy or eighty square meters, there is a large round table in the middle, which occupies about two-thirds of the whole room. There were a lot of chairs next to the table, all of which were scattered around in a mess at the moment. This should be a conference room, and there is an old-fashioned projector on the table, this kind of projector with a large square box should be something before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

But there was no one in the room, including the monk and the pangolin, and the second master Guan who attacked Qian Ning, all of them were gone. However, we soon found their whereabouts, and there was a small door in the innermost part of this conference room that I didn't know where to go, and the small door was opening at this time, and the monk and pangolin should have run out from here to chase Guan Erye.

Qian Ning looked at the small open door and glanced at Qian Hui and motioned for him to come over and take a look. Qian Hui didn't talk nonsense, and walked out directly, and the Bucktooth Brother and the Giant Spirit God here also followed, it seems that the two of them are also afraid that the pangolin will have an accident, in that case, with the strength of the two of them, it will be worse to deal with the other two parties.

Channing ignored the two of them and began fiddling with the old-fashioned projector. However, it seems that the power has been out here for a long time, so she tinkered with it for a long time and didn't get it bright. I walked up slowly, and found a lot of yellowed oiled paper on the table, and I pulled it around, and soon found one with handwriting on it.

There are some words written on it, there is a time schedule for retreat, there is an arrangement for the evacuation and evacuation sequence of personnel, and even a small turtle is drawn on it, it seems that this guy seems to have been deserting during the meeting.

It was probably left over from a meeting when the troops were leaving, and some of the handwriting on it was so messy that even I, who thought I was sensitive to handwriting, couldn't read it at all. I looked up and down, and found four more words on the folded corner of the paper: Black Mist Killer. There are also several crosses under these four words, showing the writer's hatred of the title.

These four words were written very hard, all through the back of the paper, which should have been caused by the excitement of the person who wrote at that time. But I don't understand what these four words mean at all, is this a code name? It's like a four-word code name often appears in popular spy war movies, which are high-level titles that can only be used by the protagonist's spy.

I looked through the other oiled papers and noticed two that were strange. One of them was full of names, and there were about sixty or seventy names on this list, some of which were crossed out, so it was not difficult to understand that the person was dead. And most of the crossed-out names will have some strange numbers behind them.

For example, this Zhang Dabiao, there is a series of numbers after him, the first number is 163, then 141, and then it becomes two digits: 87 and 61. Looking at these numbers, I didn't know what they meant, and I couldn't understand what they meant for a moment.

And I also noticed that the numbers after these crossed names were also different. Some names will be followed by five or six sets of numbers, while others will be followed by only one or two groups, and the distribution will be completely irregular. Looking at these anagram lists, none of us knew what that meant.

I looked at Nangong and asked, "Can you see what the numbers behind these crossed-out names represent?" ”

Nangong shook his head and said, "There is no hint at all, I can't guess at all." But I can see a pattern. ”

After hearing this, I hurriedly asked, "Is there a pattern to this number?" Why didn't I see it? ”

Nangong glanced at me and said, "Look at these numbers, although the numbers behind each name are not the same, you can see that the numbers behind each name are almost decreasing in order, that is to say, the amount it represents is also decreasing in order." ”

After listening to Nangong's words, I looked at the paper in my hand again, and found that it was indeed as Nangong said, and these numbers were decreasing in turn. Could it be that this is an account book, and the numbers on it are the salaries of the soldiers in the names of these soldiers? But if this is a soldier's salary, it should be more and more, and there is no place for wind and snow here, and these veteran ruffians have no place to spend their money.

Qian Ning thought for a moment and asked, "Then what do these numbers mean?" ”

Nangong shook his head and said, "Guessing so without evidence, even if you guess to death, there is no way to guess the answer." We might as well do something meaningful, like fix this projector. ”

Seeing this, Qian Ning spread out her hand and signaled that she couldn't fix this thing at all. Just when we were helpless, the big white girl suddenly said, "If you can find me a small generator, maybe I can fix it?" ”

I looked at the big white girl, who had been silent since she had an agreement with the pangolin, but she didn't expect to take the initiative to open her mouth now. Qian Ning took out a black box the size of a shoebox from his backpack and handed it to the big white girl. The big white girl took care of herself and tinkered with it.

I walked up to the big white girl and said, "If there is a generator, can't you just connect it to electricity, why bother with it?" ”

The big white girl lowered her head and didn't look at me, and said perfunctorily: "I need to make a simple transformer so that the projector can be used." ”

Although I can't understand what this big white girl says, but looking at her sworn appearance, she should be very sure. Just when the big white girl lowered her head and tinkered, the monks and they all walked back.