It's just that Xing Yuan's things left outside are really pitiful. Marven Ye knew that he was very cautious, but he didn't expect him to act so cautiously. After thinking about it, he felt that it was right. If this person really dumped confidential documents at will, Then the Xing Group is probably finished long ago.
Marven Ye walked around in Xing Yuan's suite. Aside from the clothes and luggage in the bedroom, there were several magazines and books, some used papers, and an empty coffee cup on the table in the suite's study. Xing Yuan brought it over when he was sitting here reading a book.
He picked up the pieces of paper at random, and there were several names written on them. The light in the study was too dark, and Marven Ye couldn't see what was written on it for a while.
After thinking about it, he simply took out his phone and turned it on again, then turned on the flash to take pictures of all the names on the paper.
In addition to the gains in the study, Marven Ye couldn't find anything useful in the small kitchen and bathroom. He also carefully looked at the hut next to the entrance, and finally determined that this was where Xing Yuan's bodyguard slept at night, but it looked like There is only one person living there.
Marven Ye guessed that the bodyguards had their own rooms, and they only took turns on duty here at night, to guard against sneak attacks at night.
"The battle is so big, and the government officials are no more than this." He picked up a pen on the table in the study, recognized it as a big low-key luxury brand, and couldn't help but jealously said: "The evil rich man! "
He was still thinking about whether to try to open the suitcase again, when he suddenly heard a "drip" not far away, and at the same time, a very loud "crack" followed, and Marven Ye put it at the door The static trap is triggered.
He was shocked and secretly thought that Xing Yuan had returned too quickly.
The floor of the suite was covered with soft plush carpets, and the leather shoes hardly made much noise when stepping on them. Marven Ye listened to the sound outside against the study door, but of course he found nothing.
He was a little anxious, and took advantage of this gap to quickly look around the study room, and after only thinking for a few seconds, he locked his eyes on the dark brown bookcase next to the desk.
The top of the bookcase was still about 60 centimeters away from the ceiling. The length of the entire wooden cabinet was more than two meters, which should be enough for an adult man to lie on his side.
Without thinking, he immediately stepped on the stool and stepped onto the mahogany desk, then leaned against the wall with one hand and grabbed the side edge of the bookcase with the other, his arm violently exerting force, and he almost turned over and got into this not-so-narrow gap.
Not to mention that this series of movements was done in one go, the movements were still smooth, and it was the result of Marven Ye’s previous special training.
When he climbed to the top of the cabinet, Marven Ye didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but the alarm bell in his heart rang again.
He has climbed up the cabinet, and the time spent lingering is not short, why is there no movement outside
Here comes... Not quite like Xing Yuan.
If it is the owner of the room, the first thing after entering the door should be to turn on the light and insert the card, but during the time he spent climbing the cabinet, the person who came in neither turned on the light nor inserted the card. Although the high-end hotel suites have good sound insulation, Marven Ye couldn't hear the slightest chatter, which was not normal.
It was eerily quiet outside the study.
If he hadn't set up a trap outside the door, he might not have heard that someone swiped his card to enter the door just now.
Thinking of this, Marven Ye's heart hung high again.
He was lying in the cramped space above the bookcase, motionless, only listening to the sounds outside.
click.
The door handle of the study was pulled from the outside.
creak—
Marven Ye looked down at the place in the dark, and could see a short man walking in slowly. He closed the door and walked directly towards the desk.
The study room was dimly lit, and Marven Ye looked intently. The other party seemed to be wearing a hotel cleaning uniform.
In fact, in terms of body size alone, this person can never be Xing Yuan.
The intruder didn't find anyone in the study room. He looked around on the desk, and then whispered to the door in English: "Jason, this Chinese guy didn't leave anything useful."
Marven Ye's hand on the bookcase tightened: More than one person came in.
No one answered outside, the intruder was a little impatient, turned around and walked out of the house, muttering: "No one can do it, I have to give Lao Tzu a partner who doesn't like to talk..."
Before he finished speaking, he only felt a gust of wind above his head, and immediately he lay on the ground alertly, rolled half a circle with one hand on his back, and decisively took it out and grabbed it.
Marven Ye flew down from above his head. When he fell, he felt bad when he saw the man's movements. His skills were only slightly better than ordinary people. Still stunned to the point of being speechless.
Marven Ye: "Hmm..."
With only two strokes, the man immediately saw that Marven Ye was bluffing.
He had already pulled out the gun in his lower back. At this time, he arched his back and stumbled up. The muzzle of the gun was straight on Marven Ye's temple. The force of this blow was a little heavy, and Ye Wenxuan's forehead slammed on the ground.
With a click, the safety catch of the pistol was pulled open.
The man laughed strangely: "Ha, look what I found, an intruder."
Marven Ye didn't speak, just stretched out one hand and held the arm holding the gun above him.
"Dude, tell me, what are you doing here?" The man saw Marven Ye's face clearly in the weak light, and smiled maliciously: "Wow, you are a Chinese. I know you are not here. Master of the room, tell me, what do you want to do when you sneak into someone else's study? Steal? Or assassinate?"
Then, he whistled and sneered: "Wow, if it's the latter, we might still be together."
Marven Ye raised his eyelids to look at him: "It's funny?"
"Ha, of course..."
Before he finished speaking, he kept this weird smile and fell to the ground convulsively.
Marven Ye slowly retracted his right hand, he rolled over and sat up, picking up the pistol that had fallen on the ground.
The conversation between him and this person is not big, if there are accomplices outside in the living room, it is impossible not to come over at this time.
Well, they may be in some distant, relatively soundproof place.
Marven Ye thought of Xing Yuan's bedroom inexplicably.
The short man lying beside him finally stopped moving, Marven Ye glanced at him casually, always feeling a little familiar. It took a long while to realize that this person seemed to have seen it in the corridor before. At that time, he was pushing the cleaning cart and happened to pass Marven Ye.
Marven Ye thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, opened the camera software, turned on the flash, and put the man's foaming face into the photo album.
After finishing the work, he put the mobile phone in his arms, and then got up and walked out the door slowly.
There is no one in the living room.
The dark room was silent, everything was the same as when he first came in, except that there was a boxy black shadow near the sofa.
Marven Ye held his breath, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a cleaning car that the hotel cleaners often pushed around.
It was probably pushed by the unlucky guy in the study when they ran into each other not long ago.
He half squatted and moved out, the hand holding the gun soon sweated, and his temples were twitching, obviously he was in a state of high vigilance.
When passing by the coffee table in front of the sofa, Marven Ye slumped and gently picked up the water drying cup on the table.
Xing Yuan's bedroom door was left open, and there was a faint light from inside.
The sound insulation here is very good, even if the gap is left, it still covers up the noisy sound inside and outside the house. Otherwise, the voices from Marven Ye and the little man just now would not have been noticed by the people in the bedroom.
Marven Ye remembered that he closed the door when he came out of the bedroom just now. He was not sure if there was anyone else in the house with the toilet and the entrance, but he was certain that there must be one hidden in Xing Yuan's bedroom.
Leaning sideways on the bedroom door, Marven Ye pushed the door slightly open, slightly tilting his head to look inside.
His pupils reflected the dim light in the room, and a tall figure who was half-kneeling on the ground.
The man was half-kneeling beside the bed and seemed to be concentrating on fiddling with something. He had his back to the door. Marven Ye couldn't see what he was doing from standing outside the door, but looking at the man's tall skeleton and exaggerated back muscles, it was not Chinese.
He didn't think any more, but held the water drying cup in one hand and quietly tilted the mouth of the cup down.
The liquid in the drying cup poured down, and as soon as it touched the ground, the plush carpet was wetted. Marven Ye splashed the water toward the bedside, and the gurgling water spread in that direction, and the carpet was spread out in that direction. The color dipped a little deeper.
Crash.
Although the sound of the collision of the water flow is small, it is close at hand, which is still a little obvious to a person with a highly tense nerve.
The man who was half-kneeling at the head of the bed finally stopped what he was doing. He heard the sound of water behind him, and suddenly turned his body 180 degrees, holding the pistol firmly in one hand, and the muzzle suddenly pointed out the door!
With a small flashlight in his mouth, the light broke through the darkness outside the door and hit the wall of the living room opposite.
"Who's there?" He bit his flashlight and said vaguely, "Gigir, are you in the living room."
No one answered him, the big man immediately realized that something was wrong, his eyes became fierce, his body slowly stood up, and he walked to the bedroom door skillfully.
The further out you go, the wider the range of the flashlight will be, and the sharper the big man's eyes will be.
At this moment, Marven Ye stretched out two fingers from the hiding place, and lightly twisted the fine wool of a carpet soaked in water.
Instantly, the current rushed out through the free-moving ions and impurities in the water.
Like countless invisible swimming snakes, it spreads to the bottom of the opponent's feet in an instant!
The big man groaned, he was stung and took two steps back, and then fell straight down.
Marven Ye didn't approach immediately, he was still squatting by the door, his fingers lingered on the soaked fluffy carpet for a long time, and sent several calls to the other party.
There was a moment of crackling in the room, and then there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Marven Ye put the drying cup at his feet, and then stood up straight.
With a gun in hand, he slowly turned into the house.
The small flashlight fell at the foot of the bed, and by the light, Marven Ye could see at a glance that the man who fell on the ground was a big black man.
He took a few steps forward, leaned over and picked up the flashlight. Next to him was a tall black man. Marven Ye was a little nervous, for fear that the man would suddenly open his eyes, so he put the pistol against his arm and sent it to the unlucky ghost again. Got some electricity.
The Negro's body twitched, then fell silent again.
Marven Ye was relieved this time, he stepped forward to take a picture of this guy, then got up with a flashlight and walked to the bedside table on the left side of the bed in the bedroom, the beam hit a pile of scattered objects.
"This is..." Marven Ye squatted down and took a closer look, hesitantly said, "This... a homemade bomb...?"
The author has something to say: It seems that the carpet itself can conduct electricity, but I feel that there is no difficulty in that. Changing to a carpet can only conduct a small amount of static electricity.
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##### Today is really cool #######
The little man who sneaked into the house stopped Marven Ye, grabbed his arm and pressed him to the ground.
He felt that the skin under his hands was delicate and smooth, so his eyes lit up: "Ah, there is actually a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh hidden here!"
Marven Ye: "..." Although the room is dark, are you blind
Foreigner: "Hey, hey, let me touch me, brother, I'll show you my big baby~"
Marven Ye: "Then I'll show you my baby first."
The foreigner hasn't reacted yet, and has already been electrocuted by the other party.
Foreigner: "Oh ~ oh ♂ oh oh ~ ah woo hoo~~"
Marven Ye watched him twitching and dancing hip-hop: "Is it cool?"
Afterwards, Marven Ye lit a cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring: "Scum."
He raised his foot to leave, but one foot was caught by a foreigner.
The foreigner looked at him while cramping, and said shyly, "Brother, why don't you... do it again~?"
Marven Ye: "… "