Lin Xiuxuan sneaked into the restaurant from behind, a drunk guest was throwing up by the wall, he calmly went over, took off the drunk's top hat, and brought it to his head (his own top hat fell off when he jumped over the wall). Walking into the back door of the noisy restaurant, there was a commotion in the back kitchen, and the chefs were sweating and stir-frying. He walked past the two running halls where the dishes were served, and watched as the chef picked up the vegetables that had fallen on the dirty floor and threw them into the pot to stir-fry. It's late at night, and business here is pretty good.

He avoided the front lobby and went upstairs. The first and second floors are noisy restaurants, with a shuttling flow of people, and more than a dozen running halls running around, and there is no idea that there are living people walking by.

This place is very large, the outside looks like a regular street building, the inside of the terrain seems to be very complicated, the restaurant space should have been deep into the nearby houses, so that the actual area is much larger than the outside looks, and it is easy for ordinary people to get confused.

Lin Qi turned around and went up to the third floor, which was quieter and mostly private rooms. He speculated that there was an attic and a rooftop above, which should be suitable for concealment. He walked briskly to the stairs, only to turn around, and the sliding door opened next to him, and a naked Japanese man came out with a prostitute in his arms. Lin dodged and hid into the darkness, finding that the stairs up were full of debris, and a sign was erected in front of it: "Guests stop". He knew that he had found the right place, this pattern, the rules were easy to hide, as long as he stayed up until dawn, there were more people on the road, it was much easier to leave, of course, he had to get his clothes first, and when he jumped off the high wall, he was torn like rags by the climbing. In addition, I had to find an opportunity to shave my beard, which I originally wore as a cover, but I didn't want to be a mark of recognition. Of course, the communication equipment also has to be repaired, and since it was broken when jumping, it is estimated that it is not a major problem.

When I went upstairs, I heard a prostitute talking to the customer in Japanese.

The Japanese geisha asked, "Guest, are you really from Tokyo?" ”

"Is that still fake? Koanji Nimachime, Tokyo. The drunken guest replied.

"The tattoo on your back is so cute."

"Really? There's even more cute, I'll show it to Miss Hanako later. ”

Lin Xiuxuan didn't have time to listen to these floating waves, so he walked up quickly, and at the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor, he pulled a piece of cloth from the debris on one side, tore it open and wrapped his feet, so as not to leave footprints. The corridor above was also lit up, but it was extremely dim. He thought that there was no one here, and he never thought that as soon as he reached the staircase, he saw a long figure appear, and the light was in his favor, exposing the other party first. He quickly retreated into the darkness. A man in black walked quietly over, without a sound of footsteps. He knew that this was not a hotel running hall, ordinary people could step on the wooden floor to make a sound, only people in some special industries walked so erratically, there was no movement at all, usually a thief, of course, those who engaged in assassination/intelligence also had this kind of occupational disease, and he walked very carefully to control the weight of his feet, and there was no sound.

The man walked away, and he went up to the fourth floor, and looked left and right to see that there was no one. The place is still quite big. There are many closed rooms on both sides of the stairway. Apparently not in the main building of Dongxing Building, this building resembles a Chinese attic, and the fourth floor is a spire, which is not so big. He has a good spatial memory, and he knows that the irregular spatial distribution here gives people the illusion, but in fact, there is another mystery in it.

This place is obviously not a simple hotel, otherwise it would not be open with such an empty floor. He noticed that the wires that ran along the base of the wall did not enter every room, but extended to the end. He walked over to the last room, where a little light leaked and the door was hidden. He walked through the crack in the door and looked inside, but there was no one. He went in small. There was nothing here, there was a door that led to no apparent place. There is also a table and a chair with a telephone on it. It seems that the duty of the guy who left just now was to sit here and guard these two doors.

He looked up and noticed that there was an air window on the top of the bookcase, he knew that the window was out of the back alley, he tried to open the door, but it was locked, he had the tool to hit the lock, but apparently there was no time to hit the lock, the guy would come back at any time. So he carefully jumped onto the bookcase, pushed open the window and got out.

Sure enough, when he went out of the window, he was already standing on the roof of a four-story house far away from Dongxing Building, and below was the back alley where he had just entered. He stepped on the palm-wide edge of the window, and Lin knew that he had stepped through the door that could not be opened just now, but he was still outside, and he had to think of entering. He grabbed the bulge under the eaves with his hand and moved slowly, if someone in the back alley looked up, he might see him, but fortunately there was only a drunk man unconscious below.

After walking for ten meters, I passed a window, the window was closed and the curtains were drawn inside, and I couldn't enter, and after walking for more than ten meters, there was a glass that broke. He walked to the window and put his hand through the hole, twisted the handle of the window hard, opened the window, and felt that it was all rusty inside, I don't know how long no one had opened the window, and this was exactly what he wanted.

Lin Xiuxuan carefully got in, and there was a huge space inside, except for the window, there were bookcases standing in front of every wall. In the middle of the house are piles of various things, sculptures and pianos covered with white cloths. It looks like it used to be a study, but it has since become a room for miscellaneous items.

The room was dark, and he walked around carefully, leaning against the walls on each side for a while, and by the bookcase to the east, he could hear a slight radio announcement, coming from somewhere next door. He recalled that the wires he had just seen from the main building might be to support the radio activities here.

He looked around, and the huge room was gray, and no one had come in for a long time, which was indeed suitable for hiding. When he climbed the window just now, he observed the back alley, where the garbage and soot from the restaurant were piled up underneath, and there was a water pipe that could be climbed down at any time. He estimated that the drone saw that he had entered here, but unfortunately lost contact. Otherwise, you will have more information from the outside.

He took off the strap that concealed the receiver/transponder and checked it, and he knew that there was nothing wrong with the headphones, it had to be here. After some inspection, it was found that it was actually a small glitch. When he jumped, he tore and misplaced the connected battery, so he sat down by the window, first, to repair it by the moonlight, and secondly, it was easy to receive a signal here.

Soon there was a hissing sound in the headphones, and he got up and leaned out of the window.

"Black Dragon, Black Dragon, I'm a weasel." He whispered.

"Weasel, this is the Black Dragon. I've finally found you, and there's martial law outside. ”

It was the voice of the commissar that finally restored contact.

"Can you find my location?" Lin asked

"I'm sure you're near Dongxing Building, Songdo Street, but you can't locate it." The commissar over there replied.

"The interior terrain is so strange that it's hard for me to describe it at the moment. Also, I found out that there was radio activity on the top floor. ”

"Yes, the first two radios."

"Lao Pan, I walked around just now, and I feel that the room partition and the direction of the corridor here do not conform to my intuitive spatial judgment, and I feel that a part of the space is hidden, can you use synthetic aperture radar to detect the internal structure?"

"*Do you want to be useful?" The commissar suddenly asked about something unrelated.

"It doesn't seem to work."

"It's okay to probe the internal structure, but you have to recycle the drone first and reassemble the corresponding modules."

It can be heard that the political commissar is a little reluctant to put forward new strange requirements for Lin Xiuxuan, but he is not as direct as Cheng Dayang, and he will not say too ugly.

"Then let's do it, I have a point."

"Okay, in about two hours. But it doesn't necessarily work. ”

"How is Lu Qingshan's side?"

"I'm back at the hotel."

Lin ended the call, went to the door, twisted the handle, and was just about to open it, when he heard a group of people walking by, and there were four or five people listening to the movement, so he hurriedly leaned against the door to eavesdrop.

The voices were from far and near, a man and a woman, speaking Japanese.

"I must get out of here immediately, and the ghostly man has reappeared." The man said.

"I'm interested in meeting him for a while." The woman said.

The man's voice was very hoarse and a little broken, maybe he was cold or frightened, and he couldn't tell who it was, the woman was Kawashima, and Lin had just heard her speak. It sounded like they were followed by a few people, like bodyguards.

They faded away. Lin quietly opened the door, he originally hid here to hide, but at this moment he suddenly became interested, he suddenly felt that this man might be his sworn enemy Ying Zuo, but he felt that this was not logical, within the control of the Japanese army, there were too many heavily guarded places to hide, why appear here. He poked his head out and saw that the lights were on in the hallway, and the group had reached the end of the hallway, leaving only the figure slowly disappearing.

He closed the door, lay down on a pile of debris, and took out the pistol to check*, there were still 6 rounds of ammunition left. At present, he is safe, and it seems that it is not difficult to hide with the structure of Dongxing Building extending in all directions, so he feels that if the Japanese search the whole city, he can settle down and investigate, and it is okay to hide for a few days, after all, there is a restaurant below, and he will not worry about starving to death.

Before dawn, he was contacted by 419 again. The drone used synthetic aperture radar to detect this area, and found that Lin Xiuxuan's previous judgment was correct, and there was a sandwich wall hidden in the top floor structure of Dongxing Building. Probably some kind of escape route. According to SCP-419, one of the entrances is behind the wall to the west of the room where Lin is currently located.

Lin went to the west wall, where a row of bookcases stood up. The books in the bookcase were all covered in thick dust, and he crouched down to take a closer look, and found slight scratches on the side of the bookcase. He slowly pushed the bookcase hard in the direction of the scratch. It was actually active.

Sure enough, there is a locked door in the back, and it seems that those who are doing intelligence have the professional habits of cunning rabbits. He poked the keyhole with the wire beside him, but the rust was dead and he couldn't open it.

He turned around and went to the debris pile to look for lubricating oil, and pulled out a delicate bottle with a liquid that looked like grease, and he opened it and smelled it. It's some kind of incense for women, but with oil in it. He hesitated, thinking he could use it. Sure enough, some seeped into it, and a few times stabbed open the rusty lock. But the room was filled with a pungent scent, and it would not dissipate for a while. However, he didn't expect to expose himself, after all, through a wall, people outside might not be able to smell it.