Chapter 458: The Butler Is Always Right (Part 2)

Hal turned around and looked at Dick, who looked confused, and Elsa in his arms. His first reaction was that these two children could not be called "older" in any way.

Dick did look a little older, but Elsa was just a child of a few years old. He curled his lips and looked at Alfred and said, "Dick is fine, but is Elsa..."

"Miss, in particular, should know how to protect herself. The earlier the safety education, the better."

Hal wanted to say something, but Alfred asked him, "Do you want to wait until one day, she meets some idiots who don't know etiquette at the banquet, runs back to the manor crying, and then asks Master Wayne to go out?"

Hal followed his description and instinctively imagined the scene. He shuddered, then turned to Elsa. Sha said: "Listen carefully, study hard, and don't bother your father all the time."

"Okay, Master and Miss, I think you should have understood the lesson about eliminating traces just now. Next, let's start practicing..."

"Now, we are going to change places, so all traces left in this room must be cleaned up. You can try to do it. If there is anything missing, I will supplement it for you."

Ten minutes later, following various clues, Benjamin finally arrived on the fifth floor. Standing in front of the last door at the end of the corridor, he seemed a little confused.

He had checked all the rooms here, but he didn't find any traces. The clues were broken, and the experienced agent in his imagination seemed to have disappeared.

All the clues on the fourth floor pointed to the fifth floor, including some friction marks on the ground at the entrance of the fourth staircase, marks on the handrails, and slight noises upstairs, but after arriving on the fifth floor, the world was quiet, and there were no traces for him to use as clues.

Just when Benjamin was confused, in a room on the sixth floor, Alfred touched Dick's head and said, "Well done, young master, I am really proud of you. Next, we will talk about how to guide the enemy and let him move along the route you planned..."

"First of all, we must learn to judge the enemy's current situation. Because the cleanup work just now was done very well, the other party can only use exhaustive method, that is, carpet search without any clues."

"There are six rooms on the east side of the fifth floor. According to the enemy's level, we can judge that the search time for each room will not exceed three minutes. That is to say, after fifteen minutes, he will stop searching and start thinking about whether there is any problem with his thinking."

"What if there are many of them?" Dick asked.

"No, they will never exceed three people. It is very likely that there are two, one agent and one assistant."

"How do you judge this?" Hal asked with some doubts.

"The time they found our first stop provided us with information about their number. If, as Master Dick said, they were a group of agents, they would never have taken so long to find us."

"So what should we do now?"

"When their clues are interrupted, we should just provide them with some clues so that they don't give up the search because of the interruption of clues."

Alfred's explanation was very detailed, but also simple and easy to understand. Not only Dick listened very carefully, but even Hal listened to it.

Dick tilted his head and asked, "What method should we use to create new clues for him?"

"This depends on the environment of the location. For example, we are upstairs now, and he is downstairs. If we run downstairs to create clues for him, he will be waiting for us. If a conflict occurs, it will be very disadvantageous to us."

"So, we can use the method of sound interference. In simple terms, we make a little noise on this floor to let him realize that we have come up."

"But pay attention. In most cases, the work of agents requires secrecy and stability, and cannot cause too much damage. Even if you are not an agent, try not to make too much noise. This will be more conducive to ensuring your own safety..."

Just as Alfred was explaining, Dick set his sights on the hunting gun in Alfred's hand. Alfred looked at his sight and understood what he meant, but squatted down, touched his head and said

"Do you want to use a gun? However, unless it is absolutely necessary, try not to actively expose your firepower to the other party."

"You know, more experienced agents can judge the type of weapon you use from the sound, and if you shoot to attract his attention, you will provide him with a lot of information."

"In addition to the type of gun, this also shows that you have enough ammunition, and you can even use it to fire blanks. It also shows that you are very confident and fearless, which may increase the probability of him calling for reinforcements."

"Indeed." Dick thought about it, and he felt that what Alfred said made a lot of sense, and then he tried to think about it again, looked around the furnishings in the room, and finally walked to the bedside table.

There was a vase with cattails on the bedside table. After Dick walked over, he picked up the vase and threw it to the ground.

There was a "pop" sound, Benjamin turned around and raised his gun to the air, and Kayla behind him also became alert. Soon, they both raised their heads at the same time and looked at the ceiling above their heads.

"Up there!" Kayla said.

As they said that, the two raised their heads with their guns raised, and then walked out of the room.

Benjamin instinctively felt that something was wrong, but the sound from upstairs was very obvious, as if telling him clearly that we were here.

This sound contained a provocative emotion, as if to say to you, even if I gave you the answer, you couldn't solve it, and I told you where I was, you couldn't catch up.

Benjamin's face became a little gloomy. At this time, his previous judgment of Alfred's level affected him. In his opinion, although the other side was quite experienced, he could not be called the king of agents. He dared to put on such an arrogant attitude, which was simply arrogant.

So. He began to become a little angry. He strode towards the stairs, and Kayla chased after him, seeming to want to dissuade him.

"Boss, we don't need to care about this person. He can't cause much trouble. Even if a few people die, we can blame it on the Soviet spies. The most urgent thing now is to keep an eye on that entrance."

"You go back to the tower to direct the work, I'll go find this annoying fly."

Kayla seemed to disagree with Benjamin's idea. Her lips moved, but Benjamin ignored her and went up the stairs without looking back. Kayla had no choice but to turn around and go downstairs.

When Benjamin went upstairs alone, he didn't realize what he was about to face. When he stepped onto the corridor on the sixth floor, he suddenly felt a small buzzing sound in his ears, and he rolled to the side in an instant.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and several wooden spikes shot in from the window facing the staircase. Benjamin stood up from the ground and looked at the very rough mechanism with some disdain.

But his movements were very cautious. He still stuck to the wall and didn't move forward. He didn't walk forward until he was sure that there was no other sound. Then he finally walked to the window and checked the mechanism.

The mechanism was not professional at all. It looked like it was made of garbage. The wood that flew out should be the wood removed from the guardrail and then sharpened. It looked more like a toy.

After going to the corridor, Benjamin was even more confused. What kind of trap was a bucket of ice water poured down from above after opening the door, nails were scattered between the unnoticed gaps in the floor, and glue was applied to the handrails. This kind of trap that was like a prank made Benjamin have no idea what the other side was going to do.

Benjamin always remained vigilant, still moving forward in the corridor and checking the rooms. When checking the last room, Benjamin raised his vigilance to the highest level, but after walking in, there was no trap, even those pranks were gone.

After leaving the room, he still found some clues. He actually found that this group of people seemed to be deliberately leading him upstairs, but the more so, the more Benjamin wanted to meet each other.

So, after searching the floor to no avail, he walked up the stairs, but just as he stepped on the first step, a sharp iron nail bounced up from the side of the floor grid and pierced his foot directly.

"Oh!!!"

Benjamin screamed, then covered his foot and jumped up. He saw a black shadow flash above the stairs. He shouted and cursed loudly, but the other party did not stop and disappeared in an instant.

After Elsa ran back, she screamed happily at Dick. Dick picked him up and said, "Really? Then he is really miserable."

"So, why did you let them deliberately set up those simple traps that even children can see through? Can't you just use the last trick?" Hal asked.

"It's just teaching them some basic knowledge of physics and popularizing places where traps can be set, but it also has a function, which is to confuse the enemy's psychology."

"The opponent is not an ordinary person, but an agent. When he encounters such a simple trap, he will not relax his vigilance because the trap is too simple. On the contrary, he will become more and more nervous."

"Because he thinks that those pranks are just a trick, but I deliberately mislead him into thinking that his skills are not good enough. He will be on edge all the time, which will cause him great psychological pressure and consume his energy."

"He will think that I will place the killer move in the last room. But when there is nothing in the last room, he will fall into a state of confusion, which will instantly relax him from the tension, and at this time, people's thinking is the slowest. "

"So, he stepped directly onto the stairs without thinking, and then got caught." Hal said with some emotion: "So the agent is so powerful?"

"It seems that he should give up." Alfred raised his gun and said: "He is not a front-line agent, but a successful agent leader. It is already the limit for him to take risks alone for such a long time. In the case of injury, he should not choose to take risks again. "

As he said this, he loaded his shotgun, and then he walked out of the room. Hal hesitated for a moment, followed him and said, "Are you going to duel with him?"

"Can you stop thinking about dueling?"

"What are you going to do?"

"A group fight."

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