At night, most of the area in the garment factory is pitch black, only two rows of dim street lamps on both sides of the road in the middle of the factory.

Several of them were broken.

There was silence all around.

Only on both sides of the avenue in the middle of the factory area, there is an irritating sound of cicadas on the street trees.

Deputy Director Zhang, Zhang Dexun can clearly hear his own breathing.

He was silent in the night, heading in the direction of the seventeenth workshop.

He even felt like he could hear his own heartbeat.

After passing through the passages of the tenth and eleventh workshops, seeing that he was getting closer to the seventeenth workshop, Zhang Dexun's breathing gradually became short.

He clenched his fists, his palms covered with sweat.

When he bypassed the corner of the tenth workshop, a figure suddenly burst out, startling him.

Deputy Director Zhang shuddered for a moment, and screamed "ah".

On another look, it was a wild cat that sprang out of the corner and ran away as fast as it could.

After the cat ran away, it meowed at him dissatisfiedly.

Deputy Director Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and scolded the cat in a low voice - this time he didn't dare to go in the dark anymore, so he returned to the main road in the middle of the factory and walked quickly in the direction of the seventeenth workshop under the street lamp.

Not far away, someone shouted from under the street lamp.

Deputy Director Zhang looked into the distance, and soon saw the night guard in the factory trotting all the way towards him.

It was an old security guard in his fifties, sloppy in his uniform, with a flashlight in his hand, and shouted at him before he could run to him: "Stop! What are you doing! ”

Deputy Director Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew the security guard: his surname was Hu, and everyone in the factory called him Lao Hu, he was an old security guard in the factory, and now he was older and had children to support at home, so he changed to a night shift - the night shift is subsidized, and he can earn more.

"Lao Hu, it's me! Zhang Dexun! ”

Lao Hu called the flashlight, leaned over and took a closer look, then patted his head and took the flashlight: "Deputy Director Zhang!" Why haven't you been back so late? ”

Deputy Director Zhang sneered: "There is something wrong, it is delayed...... I'll go back. ”

"Oh! Deputy Director Zhang works hard, with a good factory director like you, it seems that our salary should be settled, huh? Lao Hu's expression was very happy, "My wife has nagged me several times because I don't have a salary......"

Deputy Director Zhang snorted a few times, squeezing out a smile that was more embarrassing than crying: "Lao Hu, you continue your patrol, I'll just go by myself!" ”

After speaking, he walked in the opposite direction to Lao Hu.

"Hey, okay, that factory director, go slowly!" Lao Hu shouted again and continued his patrol.

Deputy Director Zhang's palms were full of sweat.

After Lao Hu walked away, Deputy Factory Director Zhang trotted briskly to the outside of the 17th workshop.

He ran to the door of Bai Zhan's office and pulled the door.

Locked.

Deputy Director Zhang took a deep breath and looked around again, and the window was also tightly closed.

He ran to the door of the workshop and tried the door of the workshop.

Sure enough, even the door of the workshop was tightly closed and locked.

"Niangniang! Usually none of you lock the door, but today it's so locked! ”

After scolding a few words, Deputy Director Zhang quickly calmed down.

He pondered for a moment and walked towards the security room.

When he walked to the security room, Lao Hu had already finished his night patrol and returned to the security room.

At this time, Lao Hu was watching the very popular TV series "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" on a very small TV.

On TV, the Emperor was wandering around the streets in the middle of the night, and was arrested by several soldiers and was about to be escorted to the county jail.

Hearing the footsteps, Lao Hu turned around and saw that it was Deputy Director Zhang, and Lao Hu hurriedly sat up straight.

"Yo, Deputy Director Zhang, aren't you going back? How......" He was a little suspicious.

"Lao Hu, I just remembered that I forgot to take something, but as soon as I touched my pocket, the key was also pulled in the office, you should have a spare set of keys here, right?" Deputy Director Zhang said the rhetoric he had thought of a long time ago.

Lao Hu nodded: "Yes." ”

He opened the left room of the security room - there are three security rooms, the middle one is the usual duty room, and the right room is the dormitory, where the security guards can rest and sleep.

On the left, there is a place to store spare keys and some other equipment.

Lao Hu pointed to the wall inside: "The keys are all hanging on the wall." ”

Deputy Director Zhang patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, you can watch TV, I'll just look for it." ”

Lao Hu nodded, and he was not polite: "Okay! He turned his head and went back to watching TV.

The salary has been in arrears for a long time, and no one really takes the leaders of the factory seriously.

Zhang Dexun entered the room, and without much effort, he found the key to the seventeenth workshop on the key wall.

He grabbed the key and walked out quickly.

Walking to the duty room, Lao Hu was still watching TV, and Deputy Director Zhang shook the key towards Lao Hu: "I found it, I took something, and I'll send you back the key in a while." ”

As he spoke, he walked out quickly.

However, before he took two steps, Lao Hu behind him shouted at him: "Hey, wait a minute!" ”

Deputy Director Zhang's feet stopped.

Lao Hu walked over unhurriedly and took the key from Deputy Director Zhang: "Deputy Director Zhang, you took the wrong one - your office is a separate small key, such a bunch of keys must be from the workshop...... Your string is from the 17th workshop. ”

Deputy Director Zhang squeezed out a smile: "Yes, yes?" Maybe I'm wrong. ”

Lao Hu glanced at him, didn't speak, turned back to the room, took out a small individual key, and handed it to Deputy Director Zhang.

"That's the key to your office, take it."

Deputy Director Zhang took the key with an ugly expression, smiled at Lao Hugan, turned around and went out.

……

Deputy Director Zhang stood under the street lamp in the night.

The sound of cicadas made him extremely irritable.

He was silent in the night for a few seconds, his expression suddenly becoming more hideous.

He returned to the office building, and instead of going back to his office, he pushed open the door of the hallway cleaning room.

Each floor of the office building has a cleaning room with many tools.

Deputy Director Zhang found a set of tools in the cleaning room, including taper, wrench and so on.

He took the tools back to the seventeenth workshop and walked to Bai Zhan's window.

The state garment factory, the small office of the workshop director, the windows are divided into two categories.

One is an old-fashioned wooden window with a latch inside it - the front of the twelfth workshop is an old-fashioned window.

The other type is the construction of several workshops in the back, and the windows are old-fashioned aluminum alloy windows - the inside locks the windows, which is a very simple lock.

This kind of lock can be easily removed if you put a piece of cardboard or something into it.

Even if it is destroyed by brute force, it will not cost much.

Deputy Director Zhang walked to the window, fiddled with the tools for a while, and with a crisp click, the window opened.

He looked around nervously, and when he was sure that no one was around, he struggled to twist his body and crawled through the window into the office.

After landing, Deputy Director Zhang was already sweating profusely.

He snapped shut the window and wiped the footprints off the table with his sleeve.

Then, he lit his flashlight, checked the table, and found a notebook on the table without much effort.

Inside, there are many patterns of clothing designs, especially the design patterns of pants.

Deputy Director Zhang saw the fat and ugly design drawings on it.

That's it.

Deputy Director Zhang nodded.

He took the notebook into his arms, turned his head to check it again, and after making sure that there was no trace left in the room, he opened the office door and walked out.

He closed the door.

Click.

The door is locked.