Chapter 1850

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In the beating sound of a beating heart, Bohemia pressed his body tightly against the wall and secretly decided that as soon as the man showed his head, he would immediately hit him in the nose - just as she was nervously waiting for the dark shadow behind the door, she heard the footsteps suddenly stop inside the door.

Then the door was closed with a "click".

A false alarm - with the sound of closing the door, Bohemia's heart suddenly fell into his stomach, and he breathed a long breath, as if his strength had been taken away by 70% or 80%.

"It's really lucky that he didn't come out." Descartes said loudly.

Bohemia gave it a white look.

From under the door lit waves of constantly shaking light, it should be the man turned on the flashlight. Anyway, everything has been taken out, and Bohemia is not afraid of him turning it over; Taking advantage of this opportunity, she moved to the beef secretary's office bit by bit and sneaked in.

She's been walking back and forth in two rooms tonight. She's really exhausted from tossing - since she entered the game, her energy has also fallen back to the level of ordinary people.

I glanced at the clock thrown to the ground by the moonlight. It was at least three hours before dawn. Bohemia tried to lock the doors and windows with light hands and feet, sat behind the door panel, stood up and listened to the sound across the corridor - she couldn't leave the building, so she had to wait for the other party to go first.

"... I think the key to the problem is why that person knows your safe password." After being quiet for a while, Descartes suddenly made a noise.

"It must be the beef secretary. He didn't know how to spy it and told others -"

"It's impossible. You turned your back to him at that time and pushed me into the safe, so I was just facing the direction of the beef Secretary..."

"You still have pros and cons? Aren't you a mess?"

"The point is! He has always turned his back on you, and there is nothing in front of him that can reflect the shadow of his birth, so he must not see the password!"

"Why are you angry?" Bohemia mumbled, "I thought the password was sandy winters' birthday. After all, 1127 is very similar to a date... As a result, the passport is not this birthday at all."

Tonight, two unidentified people came in to spy. One targeted her and the other targeted the beef secretary. Looking at the several bank accounts stuffed with money, it seems that the warden is a bit dirty as a civil servant. Even if someone comes to investigate her, it's no accident... Just why investigate the beef secretary?

"Just try to infer. So far, as far as we know, Secretary beef has only done one disgraceful thing, that is, cooperating with agent ger to give him a chance to kill the prisoner Helsing. If someone comes to investigate, he must be investigating this matter... After all, he has investigative value, and that's the only thing. It's impossible to figure out why his mate selection standard is so low." Descartes thought carefully for a while and said, "this is not real life, this is a game. We mainly consider that the information given by the game is enough."

Bohemia didn't realize what it meant by the sentence deliberately caught in the middle.

She was stunned and lost in thought, and did not speak for a while. After a while, she whispered: "... Isn't that a little too fast?"

"Hmm? What's too fast?" Descartes suddenly floated up, "do you have an idea?"

Bohemia was silent again. This time, she seemed to grasp a very important clue, staring at the scattered documents on the floor and thinking very attentively, and even the words of Descartes' satire, "are you not good at memory and can only run single thread tasks?" I didn't even hear it in my ears.

A few minutes later, she breathed out a low breath.

I didn't expect that the words of Descartes just now gave her a lot of inspiration; Her thoughts went deep and gradually felt that the fog began to disperse, and the key points became clear one by one.

"You talk, what do you think?" Descartes' essence floated around her knee, so anxious, "do you know who is opposite?"

"Can't you see it yourself?"

"What fun is there in thinking!" Descartes poohed, "seeing the answer but missing the most wonderful thinking process, it's like being full without knowing the taste of food. Hey, are you talking?"

At the critical moment, Bohemia lost its voice. The copy urged for two sentences, but there was no reply. Looking at her, I found that I didn't know what she thought. Her face suddenly looked ugly and scolded, "shit! Bad!"

"What?"

"Hurry - help me tidy up the ground - Oh, by the way, you're useless. Forget it, I'll come!" Bohemia had no time to explain, hurriedly grabbed the scattered documents into her arms, and returned the chairs and clocks to their original positions; Descartes, who couldn't feel the situation clearly, floated in midair and looked at her in a daze.

Almost as soon as she finished cleaning up, the door of the warden's office across the corridor opened. Bohemia dared not make the same mistake again. Before footsteps rang out in the corridor, she had already jumped to the window - in the moonlight outside the window, there stood a tall building ladder, which was left by the man who just came to investigate the beef secretary and was beaten by her.

When the footsteps came to the door of the beef secretary's office, she also stuffed all the documents into her clothes on her chest, opened the window, rolled over and climbed the ladder. It was not until there was a clattering sound of keys at the door that Descartes floated over in a panic. He leaned out of the window and asked, "what's the matter? How did you know he was coming?"

Bohemia stood on the ladder, stretched out his hand, and pulled down the window. Of course, this cannot stop a mosaic of Cartesian essence; It vaguely "penetrated" through the window, caught up with Bohemia, who had climbed a distance under the ladder, and complained, "I can't see that you climb so fast as a mouse."

Bohemia was afraid that the sound of closing the window just now would fall into the man's ears. At this time, there was no time to pay attention to it. His hands and feet were fast, and he wanted to turn into a virtual shadow; As soon as her feet fell to the ground, she immediately flashed aside and stuck it behind a raised wall.

"Is the man looking out the window?" She asked in a low voice. "Look, who is it?"

Descartes was floating in the air. After all, he couldn't resist curiosity and glanced at the window on the second floor. "It's old leather shoes! It's old leather shoes! Alas, it's really him. In fact, I have already vaguely suspected this old boy -"

"Sure enough, it's him. Don't talk nonsense," Bohemia was not surprised at all, gasped, lifted the document that was about to slide down in his clothes, and asked, "is he leaving now?"

"Wait, there's a flashlight in the window..."

"I have to hurry in," Bohemia looked around, gritted his teeth, raised his feet, and ran around the corner to the gate on the first floor. "The rule is to spend the night in the building without being found. If I spend a long time outside and am judged invalid by the game, I will die of injustice!"

Fortunately, she made a quick decision. When she rushed into the first floor, the warning of the copy host just sounded. Coincidentally, as soon as the warning fell, the footsteps of old leather shoes followed down the stairs - he probably thought there was no one in the building, so he was not as careful as before. Bohemia downstairs heard every step clearly.

"Conference room!" Descartes gave a fine cry and hurried into the conference room one by one.

Standing behind the half closed door of the conference room, listening to the footsteps of old leather shoes gradually fade away, until they can no longer be heard, Bohemia breathed a sigh of relief. At last, the little game of hide and seek came to an end, and then she waited for dawn - since no one knew that she was here, even if someone really wanted to kill her, she would not come here. She should be safe for the time being.

"You can say it now," urged Descartes, "what did you just find?"

Bohemia pulled out the document and spread it on the chair, feeling that all his strength had been emptied.

"Sandy winters is not very clean, and he has a close relationship with the prisoners. Maybe my role is an important link in the connection between inside and outside the prison... The agent of the Bureau of investigation originally came for this matter. In addition, there is a gun in the hand that just entered my office, so it is not difficult to guess that person is old leather shoes."

"However, how did he have the safe code, and why did he have the key?"

"I don't know the password for the time being... But the key is very simple." Bohemia snorted from his nose, "did you forget? When the old leather shoes talked with the Secretary on the phone, the Secretary said everything. He said - 'you stay in the next room all night, and you have the keys'."

"Wait, does he mean the room keys in the medical department?"

"Of course we think so." Bohemia's face was not very good-looking, "because that shit secretary just wanted me to misunderstand the key he sent, only from the medical department... But the fact is that he sent the backup of the key of the office building right under my nose. The old leather shoes got the key of the office building, and then he could come to investigate my office quietly at night."

"Why give him the key?"

"He has been secretly connected with the old leather shoes for a long time. Maybe he is the informant who used the old leather shoes to spy on me... Agent gel's death happened suddenly, and I'm afraid neither of them expected it. If I say, agent gel, the beef secretary should also hide the old leather shoes... It's really a double edged thing! But the old leather shoes are quite clever, and immediately took advantage of this opportunity to start with my office Yes. The person who searched my trash can in the afternoon is probably also him! "

Descartes thought carefully and asked, "how do you know they were secretly connected?"

"Also because of the key."

Bohemia nuzui toward the door of the conference room: "do you remember Secretary beef said how he secretly locked the old leather shoes into the conference room? He said he inserted the key early in the morning, turned the lock cylinder, and locked the door while the door closed. Although it sounds reasonable, the more I think about it, the more I feel like there is something wrong... I suddenly understood when I thought of another set of keys just now."

"Why?"

"According to his method, the people in the room will not notice when locking the door, but he will always pull out the key! After the door is closed, the sound of pulling out the key is clear, how can the people in the room not hear? Especially an experienced old agent..."

When Bohemia said this, he felt a little uncomfortable in his chest and throat. He coughed hard twice and continued, "so it's obvious that he must have lied to me -"

The cough suddenly became serious, interrupting her unfinished words - Bohemia bent down, gushed a mouthful of blood from his throat, and splashed it on the ground.