Under the guidance of the staff, Huang Yue'er took Shu Xingbei to the reception room. The interior of the house is not spacious, the walls are covered with light yellow wallpaper, and there is a pipe that goes around the house from the corner of the ground. Once inside, you can clearly feel the heat in the house.

What a place. It was as warm as where Uncle Salian lived.

In the middle of the room was a small conference table with a few chairs next to it.

Directly opposite the door is a glass wall, and you can't see the opposite side.

Shu Xingbei couldn't help but think of what happened to Uncle Rat inside.

I don't know why, after entering the house, Shu Xingbei always had a feeling of being spied on. He looked around, but didn't find anything unusual.

Huang Yue'er reminded her, "Don't look at it, just wait patiently." ”

At this time, Shu Xingbei didn't know that Fang Zhenhai, the deputy manager of the task department, was watching the monitoring in his office.

The surveillance shows the situation in the reception room. On this side of the partition, there are Shu Xingbei and Huang Yue'er; On the other side, there was Nie Lan, who was dressed in tatters.

Through the glass, Nie Lan could see Shu Xingbei and Huang Yue'er. And Huang Yue'er and Shu Xingbei couldn't see Nie Lan over there. Only one side of the glass is transparent.

Nie Lan is smart enough, she was called here from the production area, and immediately thought that someone might want to see her, but she didn't know a man or a woman over there.

The woman looked casual, while the man looked visibly nervous. But who could this man who didn't look very old and quite tall?

There was no one left in her house. The only thing this world has cared about her is Shu Xingbei.

But this man is obviously not Shu Xingbei.

Well, it's the same. But whether it is appearance or figure, there is no similarity.

Nie Lan was puzzled. Are they waiting for someone on the other side?

But judging by the clothes, this man and woman are obviously not slaves.

Nie Lan's expression fell completely into Fang Zhenhai's eyes.

Fang Zhenhai sneered.

Come on. This man is not Nie Lan's brother at all. Nie Lan didn't know him at all.

So the question is, what is the purpose of this person pretending to be Brother Nie Lan?

Of course, for Guo Zhenhai, this question doesn't even need to be asked.

He called a staff member and gave him an order, and then he didn't even think of asking.

Shu Xingbei was still waiting in the reception room. As time went on, his heart sank more and more. Until now, let alone not seeing Nie Lan, no one came to remind him of the ransom payment.

It seems to be exposed.

What went wrong?

Finally, footsteps came from the corridor, and after a while, a staff member came over and knocked on the door, "Huang Yue'er, Deputy Manager Fang has something to look for you." ”

Huang Yue'er sighed and walked out.

Shu Xingbei stood up suddenly, and the staff member was startled.

"Wait," Shu Xingbei shouted coldly, "Why haven't you seen anyone until now?" ”

The staff reacted, ignored Shu Xingbei, turned around and walked out.

When Huang Yue'er arrived at this time, she obviously realized that something was wrong. She walked out briskly.

Shu Xingbei wanted to stop him, but he was worried about startling the snake. If he turned his face now, he wouldn't even have a chance to see Nie Lan from now on.

He pretended to be fine, walked over to the glass wall, reached out and knocked on it.

There was a muffled sound from the glass.

Nie Lan at the other end looked at Shu Xingbei's movements strangely.

As soon as Huang Yue'er left, there was a sudden snap at the door of the reception room, followed by an iron fence falling from the air.

Shu Xingbei was taken aback.

It had felt very wrong, and now he was sure that he had fallen into the net.

A long series of footsteps sounded, and two guards appeared at the gate of the iron fence, and they raised their drunken guns and shot towards the north of the beam.

There is no dodge in the north, and there is no way to avoid it. He lowered his body, reached out and took the leg of the table in his hand, and with a twist, the table was flipped over by him, blocking the front of his body.

Huang Yue'er didn't know that as soon as she left, there would be a problem on Shu Xingbei's side. She came to the door of Fang Zhenhai's office, knocked politely, and heard a sound coming in from inside, so she walked in.

Fang Zhenhai was still looking at the surveillance, and when he saw Huang Yue'er coming in, he said lightly, "Take a look." ”

In the picture, it was the scene where Shu Xingbei knocked down the conference table and stopped in front of him.

"Good skills," Fang Zhenhai sneered.

Huang Yue'er's face was like earth, "Deputy Manager Fang, I, I really don't know him, he's not," Nie Lan's facial expression was enough to show that she didn't know Shu Xingbei.

In other words, this so-called instructor named Nie Qingyun deceived her.

"It's none of your business," Fang Zhenhai waved his hand, "Since I can choose you to go out to serve, I can rest assured that you will do things." ”

After getting Fang Zhenhai's praise, Huang Yue'er didn't have any color on her face, but she was even more scared. It was warm in the room, but her body shook like a swing.

"Drop low-concentration poison gas," Fang Zhenhai instructed the staff outside.

"Yes."

Inside the iron fence, two patrolmen armed with drunken guns had retreated.

Shu Xingbei took this opportunity to lift a chair and slam it on the glass wall.

One, two, three.

The glass wall made a burst of clattering sounds, and a cobweb-like crack appeared on the mirror, and the crack grew bigger and bigger.

"Rice bucket, let them move faster," Fang Zhenhai was furious.

Another guard walked to the door of the reception room, he carried a small jar, unscrewed the lid of the can, and a white smoke instantly erupted from the mouth of the can.

The guard hurriedly threw the jar into the reception room, followed him behind the door outside the bar, and fled in a hurry.

"This small pot of poisonous gas can take down three sea beasts. What a waste," Fang Zhenhai pursed his lips.

At this time, the entire reception room was filled with white smoke.

The moment the jar was thrown in, Shu Xingbei had already smelled a pungent smell. He had a bad premonition, and immediately took off his coat and covered his mouth and nose.

He was still holding the chair in his hand and continued to smash it against the glass mirror.

"See how long you can last," Fang Zhenhai sneered, "What if you smash the glass mirror." ”

Huang Yue'er's face became more and more pale.

With a bang, the glass mirror finally shattered.

What appeared in front of Shu Xingbei was not the corridor on the outside of the tower, but a wall. Iron wall.

"Desperate, huh?" Fang Zhenhai laughed wildly.

He had expected this situation. Boy, I'm afraid you don't have too much strength and nowhere to go, stupid.

Shu Xingbei was not as dumbfounded as Fang Zhenhai imagined, after he saw the woman in the room clearly, a burst of ecstasy appeared on his face, and then he seemed to realize something, picked up the clothes that covered his mouth and nose, and handed it to Nie Lan, "Quick, cover your mouth and nose." ”

"You are?" Nie Lan took the clothes and asked in a daze.

"You call me Brother Shu, have you forgotten?" Shu Xingbei smiled at her, "I've changed my appearance and come in to redeem you." ”

"Brother Shu," Nie Lan never dreamed that Shu Xing had entered the tower north. Although she occasionally had such dreams during her daily intense labor.

But after all, it was a dream that could never be realized.

The more she can't achieve it, the more she cherishes the encounter in her dreams.

People always have to dream a little bit, or they can't live at all.

"I'm not dreaming," Nie Lan's tears fell.

"Fool, cover your mouth and nose," Shu Xingbei shouted.

"No, I don't," Nie Lan kept shaking her head, "I'm afraid that after this moment, I won't have a chance to talk to you again." ”

Huang Yue'er outside really heard Shu Xingbei's words, and she immediately thought of a bad idea.

"He's Shu Xingbei? The guy we're going to arrest? Huang Yue'er's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with her hand.

Fang Zhenhai also stood up excitedly, "I didn't expect to really catch him." You have to report to Manager Zhu immediately. ”

Fang Zhenhai walked out. Huang Yue'er smiled miserably, "Shu Xingbei, you really know how to play." You played yourself to death and put me in it. I'm so blind to what I want you to do with those two gold coins. ”

Whether it is Manager Zhu or Deputy Manager Fang, the punishment for those who have done wrong things has always been extremely severe. Not surprisingly, she can't do it as the deputy manager of the houseboat area, and the next place she has to report to is the place where the slaves work between the second and seventh floors, that is, the production area.

"Why did you run so stupidly to ransom me?" Nie Lan already knew Shu Xingbei's intention, and she smiled sadly, "It's okay now, I'll bring you in." ”

Nie Lan didn't know that Shu Xingbei had killed the people of the company, and if she knew, she would probably be even more desperate.

As the poisonous smoke drifted for longer and longer, the whole room was filled with bursts of white mist.

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out," Shu Xingbei comforted her.

But Nie Lan couldn't hear clearly, and she collapsed limply to the ground.

Shu Xingbei picked her up with pity, and reached out to gently stroke a few red sores on her face, the most striking one, located at the chin, was a little ulcerated.

"Nie Lan, you have suffered," Shu Xingbei's heart became more and more sour. He had already noticed that Nie Lan was not covered with clothes, and frostbite was not only on his face, but almost all over his body.

How much suffering she has endured and how many sins she has suffered in this.

Shu Xing went to put his coat carefully on Nie Lan's body, then took her in his arms again, slowly came to the outer room, and sat down on a chair.

At this time, Shu Xingbei's expression was neither sad nor happy. The poisonous mist around him surrounded him, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Has it fallen?" Fang Zhenhai came back from Zhu Dalong and looked at the monitoring screen for the first time.

"No," Huang Yue'er said cautiously.

"It's really good," Fang Zhenhai was stunned for a moment, and after watching the screen, he was happy, "What, do you still want to do trapped beast fighting?" ”

At this time, Shu Xingbei began to shout, "I guess you can hear my voice. Let us out, and our grievances will be written off. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

"You're welcome? What's so polite like this, tsk, it's really stupid," Fang Zhenhai shook his head, "If you're hungry for three days, you'll naturally be well-behaved." ”