He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, held his flashlight high, took a picture of the device in front of him, and sent it to his colleagues in the action team.
Within a minute, there was news.
[It's an IED, an improvised explosive device. It can be detonated remotely, but there are distance restrictions, and the light is too dim, I can't see the specific things on it clearly.]
Marven Ye quickly posted another: [Is this assembled?]
The phone vibrated, and the other side replied: [Semi-finished products, you can take them apart at will, they will not be detonated.]
A high-hanging heart slowly fell back to its original place.
Marven Ye wiped off his sweat, and then stood up again. He looked at the parts toolbox spread out on the ground, as well as the "semi-finished products" that looked very dangerous, and simply swept these things under the bed with his legs and hid them at the head of the bed.
Although it won't be detonated, but it's heart-wrenching to watch, let's be quiet.
After doing this, Marven Ye turned to look at the strong man next to him who had passed out. He held up his flashlight and sent Zheng Xingguo the photo of the two intruders foaming at the mouth with his mobile phone.
But tonight's surprise is clearly not over yet.
Before he was out of breath, the phone was still on the chat interface with his colleagues, and a soft "beep" sounded into his ears.
Then came the sound of the door opening, and muffled voices.
"After checking the room in a while, Cherno will stay on duty at night, and the others can go back to rest."
"Okay, boss."
Marven Ye: "… "
Marven Ye's scalp was about to explode!
Wipe, Xing Yuan is back!
He turned off the flashlight and mobile phone as quickly as possible, threw the flashlight at the big man's feet, and put the mobile phone in his arms.
At this time, it was too late to hide. He simply lay down at the foot of the bed with his eyes closed, and then took advantage of the group of people at the entrance to stay in the stall of the entrance, reached into his arms, took out a camera memory card, put it in The pockets of the jacket are most easily searched.
Click, there was a faint sound of closing the door from the outhouse, and occasionally there were the voices of Xing Yuan and his bodyguard.
I don't know when, on the aisle, or even further away, suddenly many tenants were talking loudly, and the whole hotel seemed to become noisy.
"What's wrong?" Xing Yuan's voice was low, and Marven Ye had to concentrate very hard to hear it. In this regard, he can only be glad that he didn't close the bedroom door when he entered the room just now, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to hear anything now.
The door opened again, and Marven Ye guessed that someone might have gone out to check the situation. Sure enough, within a minute, someone knocked on the door lightly.
Marven Ye heard the door open again, and Xing Yuan was asking, "What's going on."
"Boss, there is a power outage in the whole building." One of the bodyguards said, "Haoying caught a security guard just now and said that the monitoring equipment failed half an hour ago. The hotel sent a security team upstairs to inspect and found nothing abnormal. Ying went to the security captain and asked about the specific situation."
"Is it man-made?"
"Not yet...not sure."
Marven Ye's heart jumped, and he began to consider whether he could take advantage of the power outage and run out in the dark.
Just when he was thinking about this possibility, he suddenly heard a dry voice in his ear, saying in English: "You stand, don't move here. Servant, go in and check, the room."
Before he finished speaking, another voice interjected: "Boss, let me go with him."
"Boss, and me too..."
Xing Yuan interrupted them: "Cherno go, the others stay here."
Those people didn't hold on anymore.
Immediately, a strong light tore apart the darkness in the living room, presumably the bodyguard took out the lighting equipment from his body.
Damn, running in the dark or something, it doesn't seem to work.
Marven Ye cursed in his heart, and lay back on the ground again, squinting one eye to check the movement outside the door.
Sure enough, after a while, the dry voice sounded again: "Yes, clean the car."
"Study, one, Arab, in a coma."
After a while, the sound of footsteps got closer and closer. Someone stood at the door and observed for a few minutes. The strong light swept around and stayed on his face from time to time.
Marven Ye restrained his eyes and kept his breathing in a rhythm. He relaxed and stretched his limbs, and only played a corpse conscientiously.
The man first flipped the big man by the door, and then slowly approached after checking. The beam of the searchlight hit Marven Ye's face straight, and the other party seemed to be earnestly identifying the person who fell to the ground.
"One in the bedroom, African, and one Asian." He said, "This person looks familiar."
"Oh?"
The man said: "The photographer, the servant has seen it."
Marven Ye had an intuition that this was the white bodyguard with fierce eyes during the day.
He almost trembled with nervousness, and his breathing took an uncontrollable slap, especially in the quiet darkness.
Marven Ye knew that he might be exposed, and his heart began to beat violently.
However, the on-site bag capture he thought did not happen, and the bodyguard's attention had not been on him since just now.
He found half-finished bombs hidden under the bed.
"Master, don't come in." The man's voice was solemn: "There is a bomb."
Then he stopped paying attention to the commotion of the bodyguards outside, leaned down and got into the narrow gap at the bottom of the bed, using the searchlight to carefully observe the device in front of him.
Fortunately, Marven Ye's foot was not strong enough to kick the semi-finished product deeper, otherwise the burly bodyguard might have to dismantle the bed before he could reach the bomb.
Marven Ye listened attentively to him tinkering with bombs, and after a while, the rustling sound stopped, the bodyguard withdrew from under the bed, and then began to check the room again.
When he entered the cloakroom, he said again: "Here, the second one, the bomb."
There is a second one! Marven Ye was a little surprised.
After a while, he heard the bodyguard come out of the cloakroom and said as he walked, "Master, now, it's safe."
The footsteps outside had reached the door, and Xing Yuan's voice rang above his head: "Do you still have flashlights? Get a few more."
Not long after, Marven Ye felt several strong lights hitting his face.
"Marven Ye?" Xing Yuan's tone contained a hint of emotion: "Why is he here."
Someone came up and turned him over, then began to search his pockets.
Phones and odds and ends in pockets were recovered.
Marven Ye wasn't too worried, he turned off the fingerprint unlock function when he came, so he wasn't afraid that they would search the phone.
really.
"The phone does not have a fingerprint to unlock, and can only be turned on by entering a password."
"Boss, here is a memory card."
"It's for the camera."
Xing Yuan seemed to recall: "Oh, Assistant Ruan said that the official WeChat will be updated before tonight."
A rough palm pressed against the side of Marven Ye's neck, and then rolled his eyelids, Marven Ye took the opportunity to roll his eyes, and then the owner of the hand said, "Boss, he's just in a coma, he must have come over to send photos, and I happened to bump into this place. The two were sneakily planting bombs in the boss's room."
Xing Yuan was noncommittal: "Put him here, and let Cherno take care of the other two. Li Fei, go find Liang Haoying, and the others can go back."
"But, boss... in case there is danger..."
Xing Yuan interrupted him: "Then you are guarding outside the door."
The bodyguard couldn't, so he had to answer "yes", and he went to guard outside the door.
Marven Ye could hear a few people gradually walking away, then opened the door and walked out.
After more than half of the people walked away, the atmosphere in the room suddenly cooled down.
Xing Yuandao: "Cherno, tie those two people up, and then lift this kid up on the sofa."
Cherno: "Yes, Master."
Marven Ye was thrown on his shoulders by Cherno as if he was carrying a sandbag, and he almost retched from the punch. He hurriedly swallowed the sound, and slammed his head into Cherno's back.
Immediately, he was smashed into the eyes by the hard muscles.
"How is he, has he seen blood?"
Cherno grabbed Marven Ye and squeezed him hard from top to bottom.
Marven Ye: "..." Please, with this posture, if he was really injured, he wouldn't have to be squeezed by this man to spurt blood.
Cherno: "It's not hurt, maybe, it was knocked on the back of the neck."
Xing Yuan: "What about the other two?"
Cherno: "Not dead."
"Chernuo, don't let me keep asking." Xing Yuan's tone was a little unpleasant: "You have to tell when to say something yourself, instead of waiting for me to ask before you speak."
Cherno whispered: "Yes."
After that, he obviously changed, Marven Ye was casually thrown on the sofa, and the conversation between the two of them could be heard asking and answering.
"Two people, dressed as cleaners, come in and put on IEDs." Cherno said with great effort: "I found two guns, with poison hidden in their teeth. They have tattoos on their thighs, and they are flying wolves."
Flying wolf tattoo. Marven Ye moved in his heart and listened more carefully.
"Flying Wolf Club." Xing Yuan whispered: "I am getting more and more courageous, and only send two people to enter my room to put bombs."
Cherno: "Yes, mate."
Xing Yuan: "Oh?"
"Turn off the power supply, kill the waiter, and replace him." Cherno said intermittently: "There is an acquaintance in the hotel to help. The servant was not found. The bomb remote control should be on someone else."
Xing Yuan mocked: "Since there are acquaintances to help, why didn't they find out, I have installed a shielding jammer in my room."
Ye Wenxuan, the signal shielding device to prevent bomb attacks, heard from the teacher. It is said that this thing can interfere with the remote control detonation signal of the bomb sent by terrorists within a certain range, but I didn't expect Xing Yuan to be so cautious, and even bring this kind of thing. .
Only people who have experienced these terrorist attacks frequently will be so well prepared when traveling.
Over there, Xing Yuan was still whispering: "The few people just now, tell me what you think."
Oh? Marven Ye held his breath and tried to eavesdrop.
Cherno's voice was even lower: "One day is not enough."
Xing Yuan: "I can't wait too long."
After a while, Cherno said again: "Li Fei, Liang and Haoying have good kung fu and the strongest execution. Zhao He has the lowest kung fu, and is always absent-minded. Duan Er has a bad temper, big air, and a back bone. Qian Wu, the presence is weak, but the servant may not be able to beat him."
"Others need to be observed."
After speaking, he said vaguely: "Liang Haoying, I feel the same as a servant."
Xing Yuan didn't reply to him, only hummed.
Marven Ye's thoughts were swayed by these few words.
Does Xing Yuan mean that he is questioning the personal bodyguards he brought from China
But, even so, why did he trust Cherno, who had only been here for a day.
Moreover, this Cherno's name for Xing Yuan is also very strange. Others call him "boss", only Cherno calls him "master", and also calls himself "servant".
Marven Ye frowned fiercely in his heart, only feeling that the origin of this bodyguard must be extraordinary.
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a hand slide across his right cheek, the hand rubbed his face lightly, then slid down, pinching his chin firmly.
Xing Yuan's voice was close at hand: "He hasn't woken up yet."
Cherno was silent.
The author has something to say: #####In my house, it's my people####
Xing Yuan: "Since you have entered my door, it can only be my person."
Marven Ye: "???"
Xing Yuan: "Little ones, move this Madam Yazhai to my bed!"
Bodyguard ABCDE: "Yes! Boss!"
Marven Ye: "… "
Xing Yuan: "This thin skin and tender meat is not pleasant to touch."
Marven Ye couldn't hold on anymore, and opened his eyes: "Is it your Mrs. Yazhai who entered your door?"
Xing Yuan: "It is necessary."
Marven Ye: "There are two more on the ground over there, Zhaizhu, quickly help them to the bed too."
Xing Yuan said in disgust, "Why do you help them?"
Marven Ye said faintly: "Those are your first and second rooms, you can touch them together."
Xing Yuan: "..."
Marven Ye: "Turn off the light and touch it, it's nice too."
Xing Yuan: "..."
Xing Yuan waved at his five bodyguards, expressionless: "Little ones, two on the ground will be rewarded to you."
Bodyguard ABCDE: "..."