Chapter 9: Night Raid on the Oil Mill
There is a distance of more than ten meters between the corners of the left and right walls. Looking at the bare-shouldered man who was walking in his direction, Qin Yan's originally relaxed left hand shook the handle of the knife in his hand vigorously and slowly raised it. The bare-chested big man was getting closer and closer to the left corner, and Qin Yan also counted the big man's steps silently in his heart.
"Ten, Nine, Eight,,, Five, Three, Two".
"One, turn around!"
Just when Qin Yan followed the steps of the big man in his heart and silently recited one, the bare-chested big man also seemed to have received Qin Yan's instructions, and obediently turned his body, turned his back to Qin Yan and patrolled like the corner on the right. Seeing that he had turned around, Qin Yan didn't stop any longer, seized the opportunity, and instantly the muscles of his whole body tensed, he was originally squatting on the ground with his legs, and his feet suddenly kicked together, and his body went around the side of the trash can, like a raccoon cat playing in the animal world, and rushed towards his prey. The distance of about five meters, for Qin Yan, only takes a second, and I saw that his body was like lightning, and his toes hit the ground.
Deng~Deng, in less than two steps, he had already rushed behind the bare-chested man, and just when Qin Yan was about to get close to him, the bare-shouldered man suddenly turned around, raised the gun in his hand and said, "Who!" Anyway, at this time, Qin Yan was already less than half a meter away from the big man, what he didn't expect was that his light movements were actually discovered by him. It doesn't matter if Dahan doesn't look back, when he turns around and finds that there is a person less than half a meter away from him, he also instantly feels his scalp tingling, and his hair trembles all over his body, so frightened that he trembles, his eyes widen and he looks at Qin Yan in front of him with an expression of being overly frightened.
Qin Yan didn't allow him to react, and his right hand quickly stretched out, blocking the O-shaped mouth that the bare-shouldered man was overly frightened, and used the strength of his body to press him down against the wall. At the same time, the short knife in his left hand also pierced the neck of the big man, and a stream of hot blood came out from the knife edge, spraying Qin Yan's face. Through his eyes, it could be seen that he was still conscious at this time, and after feeling the pain in his neck, he tried to struggle a few times, but it was too late. As the big man's eyes began to drift, his body also slid down the wall, which proved that he had been completely killed.
Qin Yan quickly pulled out the short knife in his left hand, held his collar with both hands, and slowly put him down along the wall.
After successfully solving the bare-chested man, Qin Yan stuck to the corner of the wall on the right side and looked towards the main entrance of the two-story building, if he wanted to reach the main entrance, he still needed to walk a distance of almost ten meters, and this distance would inevitably be discovered by the patrolling person. Qin Yan looked up and saw that there was a window open on the wall on his side, but unfortunately there was no place to step on the first floor, just a bare wall. I looked around. Qin Yan felt that he had to use the trash can he had just hidden.
Qin Yan put the short knife in his sleeve, carefully ran to the side of the trash can, and tiptoed to hold the trash can over and put it under his feet, even if this is such a pair of hands still can't reach the windowsill of the second-floor window, Qin Yan jumped with his legs, and grabbed the windowsill by the inertia of going up, and then his arms suddenly supported him, his waist and abdomen shook together, and he drilled into the window, and successfully entered the second floor of the small building, that is, the floor where Wang Lang lived, according to the letter, Wang Lang lived in the easternmost room, and Qin Yan's position at this time should be the westernmost point。
Qin Yan shook the wrist of his left hand, touched the mechanism, and the short knife popped out of the cuff and fell into the palm of his hand. With one side of his body against the wall of the corridor, his steps crossed the forefeet on the ground, and he approached Wang Lang's room in the east step by step. The whole corridor is a relative office door, and different departments are hung on different doors, such as sales department, finance department, and technology department. The locks were closed one by one, covered in dust, and looked like they were uninhabited. If there was no one else living on the entire floor, this would be the best, and if something went wrong, at least the situation that Qin Yan had to deal with would not be so complicated.
Qin Yan came to the easternmost end of the corridor on the second floor silently, and there was an anti-theft door on the right-hand side, on which was written the general manager's office. Wang Lang is here! This was originally the office of the owner of the oil refinery, but since the problem, Lei Ye Wang Lang has been hiding here, and this room has become his palace, and he has packed up and moved in. "This Wang Lang will really take advantage," Qin Yan thought to himself.
Qin Yan put his ear on the door, with his superhuman sensory ability, he faintly heard a sound of slight snoring through the iron door, this sound is difficult for normal people to hear outside the room, because the sound band that normal people can receive, the decibel is a certain amplitude, too high will be unbearable, too low will not be felt. And Qin said that his adoptive father also trained him in this regard, tying his eyes to listen to sound and distinguish objects, distance, size and shape, etc., in order to train him to have the ability to see and hear in all directions.
Hearing the movement inside, Qin Yan could basically be sure that he was in this office. After observing the door lock, Qin Yan took out a small piece of wire from the inner pocket of his clothes, stabbed left and right at the keyhole and picked up the lock, and looked east and west from time to time. Yes, you read that right, it's so funny, Qin Yan's current image is like a thief preparing for a burglary. Actually, this is not surprising, after all, the profession that Qin Yan did was destined to sometimes need some special skills to support, and the ancients also often said, the so-called art is not pressing.
Qin Yan was tinkering for a long time, and felt that the wire had found its place in the keyhole, and gently twisted it to the right.
Just listen to the click,
The door opened softly.