The moonlight is dark and the night is deep, making it a good weather for night walking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Garcia changed into a dark outfit and nimbly dodged the curfew patrols on the street and groped towards the Vienna Comic Society.

Slowly, cautiously, he climbed up to the roof of the Vienna comic club, and looked in through the window on the top of the comic club.

The skylight is not transparent, and only a few candles can be faintly seen inside, emitting clusters of bright light. A faint voice from a friend came.

"Is there anyone still staying at night?"

Garcia knew that this was not the time to be anxious, so he patiently lay on the roof and waited silently.

Time passed little by little, and after waiting for almost two hours, the candlelight inside went out a few times, and only one was left, moving towards the door of the comic club.

The door of "Boom Rumbling ......" slowly opened, and the four people walked out of the comic club, talking to each other, Sun Zhe Street, walking towards the west.

"Boom...... Damon closed it again, and the candlelight moved from the door to the room again.

"Is there anyone else left on duty all night?"

Garcia's brow furrowed, but he remained motionless and did not make a sound.

After waiting for a while, the last candle went out, and the comic club fell completely silent.

The night grew darker, and the streets were pitch black and silent.

"Okay, it's almost time to wait, the people inside should be asleep!"

Garcia slowly got up, took a thin knife from his waist, and thrust it into the crack in the window.

Gently, slowly, patiently, little by little, Garcia flicked the lock of the sunroof.

There was a soft "snap" and the lock opened. Fortunately, the sound was not loud enough to wake people from their sleep.

Instead of opening the window immediately, Garcia pulled out another small bottle, opened the lid, and began to pour the liquid into the bearing next to the window.

After the special grease thoroughly moistened the bearings, Garcia gently pushed open the window.

The window opened without making a sound, and he was like a nimble swimming fish, suddenly burrowing into the window, and silently stepping on the narrow beams.

"Sure enough, the skills of my youth haven't been left behind, and I thought I wouldn't be able to use them for the rest of my life. ”

Moving slowly on the beams, Garcia looked down the hall.

There was no moonlight in the house, and it was very dim, making it difficult to see clearly.

"There should be a table over there, I remember there were four rows, and then the east side is where the drawings are dried, and the place where the books are put is in the northeast corner......"

Garcia patiently made the identification as he cautiously moved towards the northeast.

Finally, he was on top of his target, and it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly.

"Yes, that's it!"

Garcia slowly untied a strap from his waist, tied one end to his waist and the other to the beam, tugged at it again, made sure it was secured, and slowly fell down the strap downward.

One meter, two meters, two and a half meters......

Garcia's hand touched the ground!

"yes! It should be around here! There's a bunch of comic books here!"

Suppressing the excitement that was almost boiling in his heart, Garcia felt around......

Suddenly, he touched something!

"Hey, what is this thing? It's so hard, how can it still be warm? It's a mess, is it grass? No! This ......."

The moonlight is dark and the night is deep, making it a good weather for night walking.

Garcia changed into a dark outfit and nimbly dodged the curfew patrols on the street and groped towards the Vienna Comic Society.

Slowly, cautiously, he climbed up to the roof of the Vienna comic club, and looked in through the window on the top of the comic club.

The skylight is not transparent, and only a few candles can be faintly seen inside, emitting clusters of bright light. A faint voice from a friend came.

"Is there anyone still staying at night?"

Garcia knew that this was not the time to be anxious, so he patiently lay on the roof and waited silently.

Time passed little by little, and after waiting for almost two hours, the candlelight inside went out a few times, and only one was left, moving towards the door of the comic club.

The door of "Boom Rumbling ......" slowly opened, and the four people walked out of the comic club, talking to each other, Sun Zhe Street, walking towards the west.

"Boom...... Damon closed it again, and the candlelight moved from the door to the room again.

"Is there anyone else left on duty all night?"

Garcia's brow furrowed, but he remained motionless and did not make a sound.

After waiting for a while, the last candle went out, and the comic club fell completely silent.

The night grew darker, and the streets were pitch black and silent.

"Okay, it's almost time to wait, the people inside should be asleep!"

Garcia slowly got up, took a thin knife from his waist, and thrust it into the crack in the window.

Gently, slowly, patiently, little by little, Garcia flicked the lock of the sunroof.

There was a soft "snap" and the lock opened. Fortunately, the sound was not loud enough to wake people from their sleep.

Instead of opening the window immediately, Garcia pulled out another small bottle, opened the lid, and began to pour the liquid into the bearing next to the window.

After the special grease thoroughly moistened the bearings, Garcia gently pushed open the window.

The window opened without making a sound, and he was like a nimble swimming fish, suddenly burrowing into the window, and silently stepping on the narrow beams.

"Sure enough, the skills of my youth haven't been left behind, and I thought I wouldn't be able to use them for the rest of my life. ”

Moving slowly on the beams, Garcia looked down the hall.

There was no moonlight in the house, and it was very dim, making it difficult to see clearly.

"There should be a table over there, I remember there were four rows, and then the east side is where the drawings are dried, and the place where the books are put is in the northeast corner......"

Garcia patiently made the identification as he cautiously moved towards the northeast.

Finally, he was on top of his target, and it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly.

"Yes, that's it!"

Garcia slowly untied a strap from his waist, tied one end to his waist and the other to the beam, tugged at it again, made sure it was secured, and slowly fell down the strap downward.

One meter, two meters, two and a half meters......

Garcia's hand touched the ground!

"yes! It should be around here! There's a bunch of comic books here!"

Suppressing the excitement that was almost boiling in his heart, Garcia felt around......

Suddenly, he touched something!

"Hey, what is this thing? It's so hard, how can it still be warm? It's a mess, is it grass? No! This ......."