One second passed, two seconds passed, five seconds passed. Although the jade pendant has been put in the drawer and put into the mold on the metal baffle, there is still no response for a while.
But at this moment, Zhang Ermao looked puzzled and looked back at Song Siyi who was standing next to him. With a sudden "crash", the drawer that had been pulled out from the wall retracted. Retracted into the wall, the entire drawer disappeared in front of Zhang Ermao's eyes.
"Ah!" Looking at the situation and seeing the drawer retracted to the wall, Zhang Ermao was anxious, and even felt cheated, because his jade pendant was still in the drawer? With a look of anxiety on his face, Zhang Ermao rushed up hurriedly, firmly grasping the handle on the drawer, his big hands secretly exerting force, but the drawer remained motionless and did not respond.
"Ah!" Zhang Ermao exerted all his strength to pull the drawer out, at least to get his jade pendant back, but the drawer was as if welded to the wall, still not moving.
"Brother Ermao, don't pull it, it's useless!" Looking at Zhang Ermao's anxious look, Song Siyi also looked disappointed: "Also, the walls of this room are all iron, just like an iron bucket. just in case… "
Indeed, until now, Zhang Ermao seems to have discovered that the room in front of him is entirely made of iron plates, or stainless steel. There is nothing in the entire room except a table and two stools, on the surrounding walls. Except for the handles of the four drawers, there is nothing else, it is just an iron bucket, which can be described as a copper wall and iron wall.
"Siyi, let's go!" Zhang Ermao was anxious. He took Song Siyi's little hand and was about to walk towards the door. He was too lazy to worry about jade pendants, because he was afraid that if the door was locked, he was afraid that something would happen. He and Song Siyi were locked in this copper-walled and iron-walled room by the other party. It was really impossible for Li Jingjing to take them out. Even if they didn’t come to clean themselves, they would end up starving to death, or lack of oxygen, or suffocation. And die, that taste...
Zhang Ermao grabbed Song Siyi's little hand tightly, turned and rushed towards the door, but at this moment Song Siyi stopped and slowly raised his head, looking at the same iron-like ceiling on the top of the room, and At the same time, there was a rumbling sound from above the room.
Zhang Ermao also stopped and pulled Song Siyi behind him, watching the movement on the ceiling carefully, watching everything in the room.
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After a while: the sound of "rumbling" disappeared: with a "crash", the ceiling opened a half-meter wide window, and then the iron box fell slowly and placed it firmly on the one in the center of the room. Above the table.
The box was placed, the thick iron chain slowly rose up, the window on the ceiling was closed, and the whole room became an airtight iron bucket again.
Zhang Ermao loosened the big hand holding Song Siyi's small hand, and then slowly walked to the side of the box, and carefully looked at the box in front of him. It was half a meter long, one foot wide and high, with a patina, and it looked a little bit old. Time is up.
There is no lock on the box. There is only a bank seal. There is not only the bank's seal, but also the autograph of the supreme real person, but it is doubtful that the seal, the paper is a bit old, but the notes...
After a while, Zhang Ermao gently pulled off the seal on the box and slowly opened the box. At the bottom of the box was another box, a palm-sized, very delicate wooden box.
Zhang Ermao slowly reached into the wooden box, took out the small wooden box from the box, and put it on the table. He was about to open the wooden box. He was about to see what secrets were hidden inside. He was about to see the real person. When was the so-called life's painstaking effort: "Clang", the door of the room was opened, and the middle-aged man walked in slowly just now.
"Second, I believe you have got the things!" With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man slowly walked to Zhang Ermao's body, and glanced at the small wooden box in Zhang Ermao's hands secretly.
"Yes!" Zhang Ermao saw that the door opened, and when he saw something in his hand, he once again raised Song Siyi's small hand, turned around and was about to walk towards the gate, but didn't want to be trapped in the iron bucket in front of him. For one thing, the feeling of depression in the iron wall really made Zhang Ermao very uncomfortable; secondly, Zhang Ermao seemed to see something in the eyes of the middle-aged man? At least I feel that there is a tinge of evil in the other person's eyes.
"Sir!" Seeing that Zhang Ermao wanted to leave, the middle-aged man was in a hurry. He rushed forward and stopped in front of Zhang Ermao: "You can't leave now!"
"What do you mean!" Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Zhang Ermao showed an angry expression on his face and once again pulled Song Siyi behind him.
"Sir, please don't get me wrong. I have no other meaning. You have to go through the formalities. You have to sign several documents. This is our bank's regulations, so please cooperate with me?" The middle-aged man has a face on his face. With a hint of embarrassment, while talking, he took out a few documents from the file bag in his hand, and put them on the side table: "Excuse me, it's only two minutes.
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Looking at the embarrassed expression on the middle-aged man’s face, and then at the papers and pens on the table, Zhang Ermao walked slowly to the table after hesitating for a while, grabbed the small wooden box in his hand with one hand, and picked it up with the other. After finishing the pen, he signed the word "Zhangkou".
After finishing a document, the middle-aged man looked at it, and then instructed Zhang Ermao to sign another document, the second, third, and fourth. Finally, after signing the document, Zhang Ermao finally put down the pen in his hand. But at this moment, the phone in his pocket rang.
"Hey, Yu Jing, what's the matter!" Zhang Ermao hurriedly answered the call when he saw the call from Yu Jing. After all, this is a listing, and it is Xu Chenggang's site. Zhang Ermao is really afraid of picking up things by himself. Xu Chenggang's old man knew the matter, for fear of trouble outside.
"Brother Mao, it's okay. A lot of police officers came, all with guns, and they surrounded the bank gates to death!" Yu Jing's anxious voice came from the phone.
"Police!" Zhang Ermao was stunned when he heard that it was a policeman. For a while, he didn't know why the police came to the door. Why did the police know that he had come to hf bank: "Is it here to deal with me?" Maybe it was for this purpose. Other things are uncertain. After all, it's a bank. Even if only a mobile phone falls on the ground, it is estimated that a large group of people will be shocked in cold sweat.
"I'm definitely here to deal with you, and there are special police officers? That posture is not to capture you alive, but... to kill!"
"There are special police officers, and you can kill them!" Zhang Ermao was anxious. He was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die like that. Of course, he didn't want to hurt Song Siyi. dead.
"Yu Jing, you leave first, I will find a way to get out!" Zhang Ermao hung up after speaking.
"Brother Ermao, what's the matter? What happened!" Looking at the worried expression on Zhang Ermao's face, Song Siyi was also anxious.
"A lot of police officers came outside and blocked the door of the bank. They are here to deal with me!"
"Police!" Song Siyi seemed even more anxious when he heard Zhang Ermao say this: "Then what should we do!"
"Siyi, you stay inside. The person they are going to deal with is me. I will go out by myself. You take the box to find a chance to sneak out, and then go back to Sioux City.
! "Speaking, Zhang Ermao stuffed the box in Song Siyi's arms.
"No, I don't want it!" Song Siyi did not take the small wooden box in Zhang Ermao's hand, but firmly grabbed Zhang Ermao's arm, looked at Zhang Ermao anxiously, and pleaded: "Brother Ermao, you let me follow Let’s go together! I don’t want you to leave me, I... I don’t want to leave you again, I don’t want you to leave me alone!" Song Siyi was clear in his heart, understood, and understood how dangerous Zhang Ermao was when he went out. Duojiao, she no longer wants to leave Zhang Ermao, even if she is dead, Song Siyi now wants to die with Zhang Ermao.
"Siyi, don't be silly, don't worry, I will be fine. You know how good I am. The police can't hold me at all, but you... After I turn the police away, you must be careful and get out. Contact Yu Jing immediately afterwards, and he will take you away safely!" After speaking, Zhang Ermao put the small wooden box in Song Siyi's arms again. In fact, Zhang Ermao also understood what Song Siyi was thinking? But he still didn't want to take Song Siyi out with him, he didn't want to take Song Siyi out on an adventure, or even die.
"No! Ermao, take me with you! I beg you, don't you leave me, okay?" Song Siyi still dragged Zhang Ermao's arm, tears in his eyes slowly streaming out After the last life and death, she now never wants to leave Zhang Ermao anymore, even if it's just one step.
Looking at the tearful Song Siyi in front of him, Zhang Ermao was embarrassed, and he couldn't bear to leave him behind. After glanced at the middle-aged man on the side, Zhang Ermao was even more sure that he could not leave Song Siyi because the middle-aged man seemed to have There was a smug smile on his face, a faint smile that made people imperceptible.
"Sir!" When Zhang Ermao took back the small wooden box, it seemed that Zhang Ermao would not leave Song Siyi behind. The middle-aged man said again: "I don't know what trouble you have caused, but you are the most honorable in the industry. Customers, as long as you enter the bank, then we have to be responsible for your safety and have the responsibility to send you out of the bank safely!"
"What do you mean!" Zhang Ermao let go of Song Siyi, looking at each other with a puzzled expression.
"Please come with me, I will take you away from the back door!"
"Back door!" Zhang Ermao couldn't easily believe what the middle-aged man said.
"Don't get me wrong, this is a safe passage prepared by our bank for the distinguished guests!" After speaking, the middle-aged accelerated his pace, hurriedly walked out of the room, and walked into the depths of the corridor.
VIP safe passage. Although Zhang Ermao still had some doubts, he had to follow the middle-aged man to hurriedly walk deep into the corridor under the circumstances.