I Have 48 Hours a Day

Chapter 725 Midnight Is Coming

Zhang Heng returned from the grocery store with a full load and walked through the lobby of the Gilman Hotel with a backpack on his back.

The surly-looking male waiter didn't say a word, as if he didn't see the inexplicably extra backpack behind him, even though the tip of the rifle had already poked out a long way from inside.

Zhang Heng walked up the dilapidated stairs towards the guest room on the top floor. The wooden boards creaked under his feet, as if in protest against the sudden increase in weight on his body.

The electric lights in the corridor were no better than those outside. Although they were still on, the range they could illuminate was really limited, and the shadows cast on the walls looked scary.

Zhang Heng noticed someone moving around in Fabricot's room opposite. From his steps, he could tell how agitated the young foreign traveler was. However, after a while, he sat down again and seemed to have taken a book from his luggage. Coming out, Zhang Heng heard the sound of paper being turned. Fabricot seemed to want to calm himself down in this way.

So Zhang Heng stopped standing in the corridor and reached out to push open his own door.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Heng did not rest, but began to sort out the things he had brought back. He tried to make several Molotov cocktails using the method given to him by the Finnish guerrillas during the Soviet-Finnish War. Of course, he used those There were a few bottles, but the pure whiskey was not high in alcohol content and was difficult to ignite. Zhang Heng obtained some high-purity whiskey through distillation and added tinder in the middle as a fuse.

Then he loaded all three guns with bullets, and tied a grappling hook to the front end of the rope so that it could be used to climb the wall. In the end, Zhang Heng picked up the fishing line, and soon the room was filled with fishing lines. Those fishing lines were so thin that you couldn't even see them without looking carefully under the dim light, let alone close them. In the darkness behind the lamp.

Only Zhang Heng himself knew the location of those fishing lines.

He didn't expect these fishing lines to kill people. After all, their sharpness and toughness were limited. As long as they could block uninvited guests who might appear, it would be good, especially if they made the other party wonder where there were fishing lines in the house. , so that the other party's actions will naturally be hindered.

Zhang Heng paid special attention to the location of several doors and windows, and after leaving an escape route for himself, he blocked other places with fishing lines.

After doing all this, he pressed the chair against the door handle and then lay down on the bed.

He didn't fall asleep. Firstly, he couldn't tell whether this was a dream or some other place. Secondly, he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he just lay there and checked his four shadow series props.

Zhang Heng couldn't explain why. After arriving at this place, he could clearly feel that the power contained in the shadow sleeve had recovered to a certain extent, but it was different from the feeling when he used it before. Zhang Heng took out his favorite [Shadow] moment], meditate on the crow in your heart.

However, the next moment he could not see the crow in the darkness. Zhang Heng tried to change the number of uses and still had the remaining [Shadow Feet], but there was no result.

Zhang Heng was about to try the [Shadow Key] again, but then his ears moved.

There was a creaking sound coming from the stairs and corridors, which meant that someone was walking upstairs, and it was not a new tenant, nor a hotel attendant, except that the only bus that had contact with the outside world was out of service tonight. , also because the visitor deliberately walked very lightly.

This means that the other party came here secretly and does not want anyone to know.

Zhang Heng had spent a lot of time distilling whiskey and setting up traps before. It was already past 12 o'clock in the evening, and most people must have gone to bed. As if to confirm his speculation, the next moment the candle in Zhang Heng's house The old electric light suddenly stopped working, plunging the room into darkness.

This is not because it has finally reached the end of its useful life and has reached the end of its glorious retirement, but because someone has cut off the electrical switch.

Zhang Heng knew the show was about to begin.

The people in the town kept saying that there was a celebration in the evening, but until now, there was still no one on the street outside the house. Those guys had been busy preparing for so long, and it made no sense that they all went home to sleep.

However, Zhang Heng was not in a hurry. He lay on the bed and did not move, wanting to see what the guy in the corridor was going to do first.

Contrary to Zhang Heng's expectation, the other party first went to Room 428 in Fabricot across the street. He stayed in front of the door for a while, probably to listen to what was going on inside. Then he heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole. .

Fabricot was obviously not defenseless. His previous anxious attitude had already revealed many problems. Although he did not agree with Zhang Heng's plan to arm himself, he seemed to have made some preparations after returning. The people outside the door used After trying the key for a while, it failed to open the door, so he went around to the next room.

The rooms in the Gilman Hotel are very interesting. Take the one Zhang Heng lives in as an example. Although it is only a single room, it has a front door and two side doors. The two side doors are connected to the rooms on the left and right respectively. Zhang Heng estimates that the 428 rooms on the opposite door are It should be about the same.

The intruder obviously wanted to find another way after finding that the front door was impassable. However, he worked for a long time and tried both side doors but could not find a way to enter Room 428.

Zhang Heng originally thought that the guy would give up 428 temporarily and sneak into his room, but to his surprise, the sounds in the corridor disappeared and the person seemed to have returned downstairs.

Then Zhang Heng heard footsteps in room 428. Fabricot was obviously not asleep either. The poor young man was probably frightened by now, but he did not let himself be immersed in fear. Knowing that the opportunity was rare, since the other party had decided to attack him, he would definitely not give up so easily. Staying in the room would be a dead end, and he had to use this little gap to escape.

Fabricot did not dare to go out and escape down the stairs. Doing so would be like throwing himself into a trap, so he first thought of the windows. Unlike Zhang Heng's house, his room directly faced a dilapidated patio, and There are some low and abandoned brick and stone buildings surrounding the courtyard, and on the west side is a rural swamp.

The window was too high from the ground. Fabricot wanted to jump to the roof of a brick and stone building, but he visually checked that he could not jump to the nearest brick and stone building at this distance, but after walking two more A room might be enough, so he first tried the side door on the south side and found that something was stuck behind the door. In view of this situation, he could only turn to the north side.

At this time, the creepy footsteps came from the stairs again. The hair on Fabricot's whole body stood up. Soon there was a violent knock on the door of his room. It seemed that the person coming He had given up pretending and decided to use force against him directly.

Just when Fabricot was trembling involuntarily because of fear, a strange look appeared on Zhang Heng's face opposite the door.

Because no one has come to see him until now, the guys outside seem to have forgotten about him.

I recommend a new book by Kusami Bandit, the author of "Red Star Wizard Academy" and "Revolution Goddess". Although it only has 140,000 words, anyone who is interested in fantasy is welcome to read it.

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