In just two days, I was the second time I had been shot to the head, an encounter that many people would never touch in their lifetimes, and I had only one phone call left, after which I would be ruthlessly killed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't believe you really dare to shoot in broad daylight." I'm still struggling, and my heart is popping out of my throat.

The driver didn't take my words to heart at all, and said in a flat tone: "I said, you can gamble with your life, five minutes, I'll give you a call, whatever you call whoever you want." ”

"You madman!" I'm on the verge of a breakdown.

But the driver was still silent, he looked at the time and said, "It's been less than five minutes." ”

At some point, the van had been driven into a sparsely populated area, where no one would hear the shooting.

I had no choice, like a deflated ball, I had to reluctantly hand over my phone, this bet I couldn't afford to play at all!

The driver put away his gun, and his voice was cold, "Instead of spending time on this kind of thing, you should calm down and focus on your next task." ”

I was silent, and the encounter ended in a rout of his own, perhaps he was right, and the only way to get rid of them was to complete the tasks given by the mysterious man.

About another twenty minutes later, our car stopped on the side of a small building, and it was still raining softly, tepidly, and it felt awkward.

This small two-storey building is located in a relatively remote location, surrounded by several barren meadows with scattered families, and is one of the few old towns in the city that has not yet been renovated, and although I have been in the city for more than three years, I have never been here.

Opened the door and got out of the car, I looked back at the driver who was still sitting in the cab, the other party didn't seem to have the intention of getting out of the car, he nodded in the direction of Xiaolou and said, "Go to the building, your task has begun." ”

"What? Here we go? I felt like I either heard it wrong or the other person said it wrong, "But you didn't tell me what to do!" ”

"Don't be so surprised, you heard me right, finding out your task is also one of your tasks, understand?"

"Then you're not going to come in with me?"

"Is this your job for me? I still have a lot of things to do, so I'll go first. The driver said, restarting the van again.

Now I was completely confused, staring at each other with straight eyes, although I was full of suspicion, but I didn't know where to start for a while.

The driver seemed to think of something, and reminded: "I almost forgot to tell you that the building has prepared water and food, enough for you to eat until tomorrow, I will come to pick you up early tomorrow morning, I hope you have successfully completed the task by then." Oh, and ......"

He thought for a while and added: "I'll bring you a woman, such a flower-like girl, don't say that she is hurt, just worrying about you is already distressing, don't you say?" ”

After the driver finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously and drove away, leaving me alone in the pesky drizzle.

His departure did not make me feel relaxed in the slightest, on the contrary, my mood was even heavier, the moment was full of drama, I, a seemingly free person, could not go anywhere, and the driver was obviously gone, but it was as if a pair of eyes were staring at him.

All that left me was the uncertain road of life and death in front of me.

After standing in the rain for a long time, I finally made up my mind and walked resolutely towards the two-story building.

The driver's last words seemed to be comforting me, but in fact they were a warning, since they had a way to easily grasp my whereabouts, they naturally had the ability to harm Nie Qian, and even any relatives and friends around me, which I was unwilling to do and could not gamble.

As for the driver, I don't know if he actually left, maybe he was just hiding in a corner to spy on himself.

So now I have no choice but to move on.

And that's probably the price of willfulness.

I gently pushed open the hidden door and shouted into the room, "Is there anyone?" Anybody home? ”

But no one answered even after shouting several times, and it seemed that no one was at home.

The room was very dark, and as soon as I entered the door, I smelled a faint strange smell, a little pungent.

The whole first floor was divided into three parts: the kitchen, the bathroom, and the living room, and I took a cursory look at the three rooms, which were as simple as a freshly arrived rough room, and the walls were only hastily painted with a layer of white paint.

I walked around the first floor two more times, and when I was sure there was nothing wrong, I went up the wooden escalator to the second floor, and the contrast between this place and the downstairs was staggering.

Just looking at the chic decoration of the aisle, you can imagine that the rooms on both sides of the aisle must also have a unique style.

Sure enough, when I walked into the room on the right, I suddenly felt a sense of light, and the light was shining through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass. As far as the eye can see, several bookshelves are lined up with neatly arranged books, and with the highly artistic decorative paintings on the walls, the whole room is filled with a strong smell of books.

There are tables and chairs with unique shapes next to the floor-to-ceiling glass, and you can imagine that you can make a cup of coffee and sit here and read a book in your spare time, this kind of comfortable feeling, even the rain outside the window seems less annoying, but unfortunately now is not the time.

I'm a little curious about the identity of the master, the other party is by no means an old man, and the person with this style of study should be a middle-aged man in his forties, or even younger, intellectual but not rotten, full of wisdom.

This also made me even more confused, I didn't understand what the purpose of my trip was, I couldn't have come here to steal books, right?

There were a few bags of bread, a few bottles of water and some pastries on the table, which should be the food left for me by the driver, and I couldn't help but look at them with tears and smiles, although I am not a rich man who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, but I can eat this kind of thing as a meal, and it is really enough to eat several meals.

Suddenly, my smile froze on my face, and the whole figure stood motionless as a point, and a feeling of being watched was spontaneously born.

I looked around vigilantly for the source of this unusual feeling, but it was as calm as ever, and I had to suspect that I was delusional.

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, crackling and splashing on the glass, and there were no pedestrians on the road, and this place was like an isolated island.

I, on the other hand, have been exiled.

Walking out of the study, let's call it the study first, the whole small building is only the room with the door closed on the opposite side has not been there, if you guess wrong, it should be the master's bedroom.

I walked to the closed door and reached for the doorknob, but the doorknob did not move, and I pushed it hard, but it was useless, it seemed that the door had been locked from the inside, and I would have to break down unless I had a key.

But if you really want to do this, if the master comes back and sees it, how will you explain it? You can't tell him that he's been sent by someone he doesn't know to carry out a mission that he doesn't know, right? Then I will be sent to a psychiatric hospital, even if I am not sent to the police station.

"I'm going, do I have to find the key myself? Or is my mission to find the key to open this door? "I started talking to myself.

However, this idea was quickly dismissed, and with the strength of that group, it was not a problem to do such a trivial matter, so why risk letting me do it? If you mess things up, won't the gains outweigh the losses? Unless......

A strange idea popped into my head, unless the real purpose of those people wasn't this little building, it was me!

But what is your value to them? Ordinary salarymen like me are all over the street, and they can hit several of them with a stone, so why did they pick themselves?

I closed my eyes tiredly to give my brain a break, the tension of the past few days tossed me to exhaustion, but thinking of Nie Qian, thinking of the happy life we might have in the future, I had to force myself to hold on.

You know, it's a strange thing to lock the bedroom door in your own home, it's not a share house, there is only one bedroom, even if you don't live alone, there is no need to lock the door. If this is deliberately done by the owner, then the chance of finding the key to open the door is very slim, and the other party will definitely hide the key in an extremely hidden place, or even take it with him.

Thinking of this, I went back to the study, in this small building, this should be the best place to hide the key, but I then searched back and forth here several times, but I found nothing, the key did not seem to be here.

"There is still a first floor that I haven't found, I hope the key is not taken away, otherwise I can really only break in."

I began to talk to myself from time to time, and if a person does not speak in this environment and state of mind, he will be sick.

As the investigation continued, I felt more and more that the answer I was looking for was behind this locked door, and if I couldn't find the key, I would have to break in, after all, the driver only had one day left for him, and now it was ...... I habitually reached into my trouser pocket, and then I remembered that his phone had been confiscated.

"What the hell!" I grumbled and headed downstairs.

The first floor was much darker than when I came, so I had to find the light switch first, and when I turned on the hanging light, the whole first floor was illuminated by the light, and there was a scene in front of my eyes that I didn't notice when I first arrived.

There are scattered footprints everywhere on the ground on the first floor!

There have been a lot of people here, and the footprints look relatively new, they should have been left in the past few days, but they are by no means today.

"Strange, why are there so many messy footprints here? Could it be that the owner of the small building left it by his friends when he was having a party at home? ”

Instead of looking for the key, I went back to the second floor and turned on the light in the hallway, and sure enough, there were footprints here, and the closer I got to the locked room, the more and more messy the footprints became!

If the footprints in the empty lobby downstairs could be explained as a post-party stay, they are clearly not.

"No, it's not, there's no party here, let alone a party." I shook my head slowly, rejecting my earlier suspicions.

Not to mention that the owner of the small building should be a quiet person, and will not hold this kind of noisy party, just because there is no trace of the party in the small building, it means that there has been no party here.

So, what is the reason why so many people are here even though they are not at the party?!

I don't have a clue for a while, but one thing is for sure, getting into this locked room is the priority.

Because the answer must be inside!

I strode downstairs and began to search the first floor closely, but to my disappointment, I couldn't find the key here after searching for a long time. Now it seems that either the key has been hidden too much or has been taken away, and I have no choice, and I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the charge of breaking into the house after that.

But as for how to break the door, I have only seen it on the screen, those characters just kick the door casually, and then they can kick the door open, but it is such a simple action In reality, I did it three or four times, and I kicked the door so loudly that I didn't kick it open.

"What the hell ****** hell!"

I couldn't help but foul my tongue and whirl around anxiously.

Suddenly, I stopped in the direction facing the study, and the open door in front of me almost stopped me from screaming, and I suddenly realized that this might be the beginning of the problem.

The door to the study is actually open to the outside!

"I went, and for the first time I saw the door of my house open outward, no wonder I couldn't kick it!"

This discovery freed me from discouragement, turned around and grabbed the handle that locked the door of my room, and pulled it out hard.

The door is pulled!

"Babble~Bang~"

But before I could rejoice, I had just been pulled open by a crack in the door, but I was pulled back by an unknown force.

Someone behind the door?!