Chapter 148 Infiltration (Additional Update)
Beekman Thompson Hotel, Ninth Floor.
Su Enxi was sitting on the sofa wearing a pink bathrobe, with her wet hair wrapped in a towel. Apart from that, she was obviously naked, with two slender legs crossed, wearing white rabbit cotton slippers, and holding a cigarette in her mouth. A piping hot slice of sausage beef pizza.
There was a laptop on the table in front of her, along with paper and pen, a glass of hot milk and torn Korean BBQ flavored potato chips.
Mai Shutoku was lying on the edge of the sofa, wearing a loose short shirt and a pair of shorts, with the latest issue of Time magazine covering her face.
Suddenly, she pushed her legs with perfect curves onto Su Enxi's thighs and shouted: "It's so boring! Potato chip girl, why does the boss assign tasks to you and not to me! It's just a hard drive, let me Just go and get it."
"The boss must have a reason for doing this." Su Enxi swallowed the pizza whole into her mouth and chewed it. She tapped her fingers on the keyboard and glared at Mai. "Get your stinky feet away. You can have nothing to do." Go to bed, or go to some high-class dance to catch men like you usually do, and don't disturb my work here."
"Don't you know how many people want me to step on them with my feet? They are so ungrateful." Mai retracted her legs and sat up, with the whiteness on her chest ready to be revealed.
"Then go ahead and step on them!" Su Enxi laughed disdainfully, "We dress up every day and look gorgeous. How many days have we been in New York? The man who drives you back is different every night. How many boyfriends do you have every year? Don’t you have any idea?”
"I just have the world in my heart and want to share my love with all the boys in the world."
"Humph!" Su Enxi puffed up her lips, looked down, and then continued to type on the keyboard angrily.
"Potato chip girl, has Lu Mingfei set off?" Jiude Mai suddenly came over, her face was very close to Su Enxi's, and she could smell the faint scent of roses on her body. Her black hair touched Su Enxi's neck, tickling her of.
"Get your fats away!" Su Enxi pushed Mai away like a hair exploded, "He has already jumped off the balcony, don't disturb me! I want to block the radar signal! I don't have time to play with you!"
"Cut." Mai pouted, picked up the potato chips on the table boredly, and stuffed a lot of them into her mouth.
Lu Mingfei calmly observed the red beams of light around him and quickly fired the hook to travel between the tall buildings.
The black combat uniform blended into the night. He had to speed up to avoid sudden emergencies. The sooner he returned, the smaller the chance of an accident.
Soon, he came to a familiar neighborhood. The buildings in Brooklyn were all old, and the most important thing was that they were poorly maintained. The walls were corroded by rain and fell off, but no new painters came to restore them.
Lu Mingfei was hidden on the rooftop in the distance, looking down from above.
The apartment where Old Tang lived had no elevator and was only on the sixth floor. From the outside, it looked similar to when he arrived in August, but there were several more sentry posts, a total of seven. Each observation post was assigned two guards in security uniforms. , there is also a barbecue stall among the stalls along the street. The owner is an unshaven middle-aged man. You can tell from the outline of his face that he is a handsome guy.
I'm afraid the people in this whole street are commissioners on guard.
They surrounded the old apartment building, and as you could see through the goggles, almost all the night around them was filled with red light.
A resident went downstairs to take out the trash. He was a tenant in the apartment.
In order to restore the original life of the Dragon King, the enforcement department did not block the building. It only bought the real estate certificate of the old house from the landlord for 10 million US dollars, so as not to disturb these people.
They didn't know that the landlord behind it had changed hands, nor did they know that more than a dozen people were monitoring them every day, writing reports, and submitting them to the laboratory for analysis by researchers.
Researchers believe that "Norton" must have a reason for living here. They believe that there is something hidden in his subconscious, and they can find some clues among these seemingly unrelated people and objects.
It is not an easy thing to sneak into it.
These watchmen will not stupidly walk over to check because you throw a pottery fragment and make a noise, and then be dragged into the haystack by you. The best way is to pretend to be a tenant. Normal tenants will not be banned. In and out.
But tenants are under surveillance and opportunities are hard to come by.
Lu Mingfei could only risk his way through the blind spot between the surveillance cameras.
Those electronic eyes rotate and are not fixed in a certain position. You can see that there are cameras on the outer walls of each floor, and those red cone-shaped beams stagger and separate over time.
Every once in a while, a small crack will briefly appear, but the rotation of these cameras seems to follow a chaotic algorithm, monitoring every place without predictability.
Lu Mingfei carefully thought about it on the rooftop, but after watching it for 5 minutes, he couldn't figure out why.
I have no choice but to do it forcefully and rely on my reaction!
He used the hook to circle around and approach the apartment little by little, like a ghost in the dark night, gliding silently in the sky.
Old Tang's room was in the backlit area, on the fifth floor. It was hot in summer and cold in winter, and you had to climb stairs. It was really one of the worst locations.
This room is in the middle of the mezzanine between floors. There are no windows visible from the outside, but there is a balcony on one side of the room in the light-facing area.
There is no protective iron fence on the balcony. After all, the people living here are poor people who rent houses. They are too lazy to install them and are not afraid of thieves. There is nothing for them to steal.
Lu Mingfei picked a room on the sixth floor, waited quietly for the opportunity, and shot out the hook rope. It was like a rapidly shooting arrow flying through it. He was always paying attention to the position of the beam, and his body was doing various strange things in the air. The twisting movement was like a slippery loach passing through the black slit.
It landed perfectly and didn't even make a sound.
The moment he stepped onto the balcony, Lu Mingfei heard a strange moaning sound, like the sound of some strange little movie, coming from the bedroom next door.
He listened carefully and heard the rapid breathing of a man with strong blood.
This man who lives alone seems to be relieving his loneliness in lonely nights.
Lu Mingfei nodded in understanding and entered the room quietly. There was no red light beam here. Kassel still respected the privacy of all tenants.
In order not to scare the single man, Lu Mingfei carefully opened the door and left lightly.
Afterwards, he followed his memory to the fifth floor, touching the blind corners of the surveillance system until he came to the familiar door.
It was the same as when I left, a dilapidated iron door with rust on the railings.
Everything in this room remains the same, including the door lock, which has not been replaced or installed with other high-tech equipment. It is just to keep the original flavor and to use the state closest to "Norton"'s life as a human being. Study him.
Lu Mingfei relied on the lockpicking skills he learned from "Criminal Minds" to easily open the old door lock with wire.
In class, in order to let the students experience the most realistic psychology of criminals, the teacher led the students to experience various crime scenes. In addition to lock picking, there were also bus theft, silent following, and counterfeit money exchanged for real money.
Thanks to the teachers at Kassel College for being so professional, and to myself for studying hard. Otherwise, Lu Mingfei could only use violent means to open the door, which would inevitably arouse the vigilance of the surveillance personnel.