Standing at the door of room 910, Wang Lei clearly heard the people inside hesitate for a moment, and then walked over with footsteps, still muttering as he walked: "There are so many things in the FBI, can't you let people have a good rest?"

The door opened, and a bald middle-aged man stood at the door, asking impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

Wang Lei smiled, took out the badge he searched from Julie, and lit it up, but the position of the photo was deliberately covered by his fingers: "Go in and talk about it." ”

The bald man shook his head, it was indeed the FBI's mark, the hand hidden behind him relaxed, turned around and walked into the room, and casually put the gun in his hand on the wine cabinet: "Sit down, do you want a drink?" ”

Entering the room, Wang Lei looked at it, only the bald man was alone, and while he was pouring wine, Wang Lei also walked over with a smile: "Let's have a drink." ”

The bald man took out another cup and turned his back to Wang Lei to get the wine bottle, Wang Lei reached out and stuck his neck, and took him back a few steps, away from the gun in his hand.

Realizing that the situation was wrong, the bald man struggled desperately, grabbed Wang Lei's arm with both hands, and kicked around desperately with both legs, trying to kick over the wine cabinet and attract the attention of his companions in the next room.

His plan was clearly frustrated, and as there was less and less air to breathe, the bald man went limp.

Gently placing the bald man on the ground, Wang Lei began to search through the cabinets.

This is a field agent of the British MI6, that is, 007 James in the movie? The institution where Bond works, if the bald man is half as powerful as Bond, it is estimated that Wang Lei can only lie on the ground today.

Finding a pair of handcuffs on the table, Wang Lei handcuffed the bald man to the window like Julie, and also tied his legs with the rope he found, and stuffed a towel in his mouth.

In fact, anyone who puts a towel in their mouth can still make a "woo" sound, but the sound is very small, and it is not like some domestic dramas, where you can't say anything if you put a handkerchief in your mouth.

Every time I watch TV, when I see this kind of scene, Wang Lei's only thought is one, have those so-called screenwriters and directors really not read books, so idiots!

After doing all this, Wang Lingling turned on the TV and found a news channel. If someone hears the sound in the room at the door, this channel is in line with the identity of a bald man, and I believe that in this venue, no one is in the mood to watch any other show.

Pick up the bald man's pistol from the wine cabinet, although it is different from the P229 signal on his waist, the bullet cannot be used universally, but it is always a little more help to carry it on the body.

Inserting this gun and holster into the other side of his waist, Wang Lei suddenly smiled. He remembered again that on domestic television, the protagonist would not hold any weapons, and he would not pick up a gun in front of him and use it.

The most exaggerated, fuck, everyone's guns have unlimited bullet capacity, damn, the directors are all from extraterrestrial planets, alien technology.

Moreover, even if it is very close, dozens of other opponents' guns fired at the same time will not hit the protagonist, or the protagonist will not be affected by a bullet, which is as pitiful as himself.

Wang Lei touched his abdomen, which was a little painful because of the action just now, and he was eager to have a strong and invulnerable physique like a domestic TV series, lest a woman stab herself with a knife, and the injury was not light.

"Grandma's a bear." After spitting, Wang Lei brought over a stool and walked into the bathroom.

The hotel in the United States is this good, atmospheric, admiring this advantage, Wang Lei carefully removed the exhaust fan partition window at the bathroom door, revealing a black hole hole that was enough for Wang Lei's fat body to climb in.

After checking his equipment again, two guns, a saber, and tightening the cloth strip on his abdomen to avoid unbearable pain, Wang Lei began to climb into the ventilation duct.

The ventilation duct is just enough to accommodate Wang Lei's body, just like that, he slowly moved forward, although the speed was not fast, but he was not in a hurry.

There were still a few hours left until dinner in the evening, and the FBI and MI6 would have to wait until dinner to find out that someone was missing, and they still had time to do their own business.

As for how to escape after that, Wang Lei didn't think about it, and it was estimated that it would be difficult. I'm not a superhero, I can't fly away, I can only take one step at a time.

Constructing his current position in his brain, Wang Lei carefully distinguishes the direction, if he gets the wrong position, he will want to cry without tears, Wang Lei doesn't want to make this kind of sad mistake.

After climbing for half an hour, Wang Lei finally found the way down. Along the way, he encountered 3 mice, 24 cockroaches, and 27 unknown insects.

Of course, after passing through a few rooms, you can also see countless wonders. In one room, a man and two women were fighting fiercely, and in another room, a strong man with a full beard was hugging a handsome man with white face and blond hair.

With his feet apart, he pressed the wall of the ventilation pipe, spread his hands out, and tried not to make any sound, Wang Lei slid to the 8th floor.

At this level, Wang Lei was more careful. He knew that on these occasions, the security of the National Security Bureau 8 should be stricter than that of MI6, after all, the national security is on someone else's territory, and MI6, CIA, and FBI can basically be called brother units.

After calculating his current position, he should be between 801 and 802 now, and looked at the fork in front of him, Wang Lei climbed to the left.

This time, every time he passed through a room, Wang Lei would cautiously take a look at the situation below. Luckily, there was basically no one in the room.

When estimating that he should climb to 810, Wang Lei finally stopped.

There was a man on the phone in room 810, and Wang Lei could hear it clearly.

I greeted my body and talked a few words about the weather, and it seemed that I was calling my home. But Wang Lei knows that it is not so simple.

No one who comes to this kind of meeting will call their home to report in the morning and evening, this is top secret, just kidding, plus I don't know how much electronic monitoring equipment there is in the sky outside.

Secret language, but he can't understand it, and he can't decipher it without the mother book, Wang Lei can only listen patiently, hoping that there is something that can be understood.

More importantly, the reason why Wang Lei stopped was because he saw this person's face from the side just now, this was Zhao Hua.

Wang Lei was a little confused, didn't Zhao Hua betray national security and join the FBI? The Zhao Hua I saw in Kuantiko is fake! Could it be that Guoan didn't know, hehe, Wang Lei smiled in his heart, Wang Lei found that this matter was more fun.

Like a predatory hyena, Wang Lei crouched in the ventilation duct and quietly looked down through the window.

Zhao Hua didn't notice that there would be someone above his head, he didn't climb this kind of ventilation duct, according to the habit of thinking in China, the ventilation duct is just a small pipe that a baby can't climb over.

After making the call, Zhao Hua put the phone on the table and entered the bathroom. Hearing the sound of locks in the bathroom, Wang Lei slowed down, opened the lid of the ventilation duct, and was just about to jump down when a shrill siren sounded from the whole building.

Oh no, Wang Lei screamed secretly, and he didn't know if Julie or the bald man from MI6 upstairs was discovered.

Obviously, Zhao Hua also heard the sirens that sounded on every floor, and the sound of flushing water came from the bathroom, and immediately, the door of the bathroom was also opened.

Zhao Hua stepped out, he was very puzzled, he didn't know what was going on. No intention of going out, no understanding of the situation outside, and absolutely no recklessness, this is the first lesson every field agent learns.

After taking two steps, Zhao Hua suddenly felt that something was wrong. Standing still, Zhao Hua's hand slowly stretched out to his waist, although he still didn't know what was wrong with Lu Dao, but he was sure that he had inadvertently seen something just now.

After making sure that Wang Lei was far away, Julie waited for more than 10 minutes, and then began to bang her back against the window one by one.

Jennifer finished what she was doing, thinking about Julie's phone call, and couldn't help but go again. Standing at the door, I rang the doorbell a few times in a row, there was no response in the room, Jennifer strangely took out her universal room card and swiped it, and the door opened.

As soon as she walked into the room, there were strange crashing sounds and whining sounds from inside the sonic amplifier, and after listening to it for a few seconds, Jennifer's face changed, and she quickly took out her mobile phone and made a call.

Soon, 4 big men came to the door of Wang Lei's room, and on the premise of ensuring their absolute safety, Jennifer walked out of Julie's room, took out the room card, swiped it on Wang Lei's door, and immediately pushed it open.

The four big men are in front of each other, and they are holding a P229 with a silencer pipe in their hands.

With a sound of "safe", Jennifer walked into the room, and she was shocked by what was going on inside. Ignoring the corpse on the ground, Jennifer gently took out the towel from Julie's mouth: "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know what the reason is, Wang Lei killed Yang Qian, knocked me unconscious, handcuffed me here, and he left through the ventilation duct." With a flick of her wrist to thank the man who had opened her handcuffs, Julie pointed to the ceiling in the bathroom doorway.

"Do you know where he's going?" Jennifer is getting more and more serious, this is the conference of the world's famous intelligence agencies, if there is a big problem, Robert can't resist.

"I don't know what to do." Julie shook her head: "He asked where the room of my country's Security 8 Bureau was, but Wang Lei, you didn't judge what he thought, did you?" ”

After a few seconds of silence, Jennifer called Robert's private mobile phone, which was beyond her own authority, Robert seemed to be attending some kind of party, and the voice over there was noisy.

After listening to Jennifer's report, Robert only replied: "Just follow the normal procedure, Julie has been with him for the longest time, you and Julie should discuss more, try not to cause a disturbance in the hotel." Of course, the alarm still has to be sounded, so as not to say that we are incompetent in the FBI. ”