Liang Wan asked him: "Can't you come out and chat with me?"

The other party said, "It is already a very dangerous thing for you to come to Hangzhou to find us and contact us. What I need to do now is to strip the incident from me, so if I can contact you, I won't contact you. And the fewer contacts I have with him, the safer this person will be. So one of your most important tasks now is the contact officer of Li Cu and me, and everything else is not important. And everything in the package may make you more clear about the ins and outs of the incident."

Liang Wan hung up the phone and thought about all the information this person said in her heart. She felt that the logic seemed smooth on the surface. But if things were so dangerous and so secret, wouldn’t it be too dangerous to say these things on the phone? If the person he was taboo to be able to control the people he met, but could talk to the phone frequently. In TV series, isn’t the phone more easily monitored than meeting?

Maybe the habits of each line are different, so she can't control so much.

Another point is that she felt that she knew the ins and outs of Li Cu very well, so why did he suddenly become so important? Why did she become a liaison officer?

She looked at the neon lights opposite. It was almost dawn now, and it was almost four to five hours before the opening hours of Chongqing hotpot restaurants. It was better to have a good sleep now. But she was anxious and knew that she could not sleep at this critical moment.

So she opened her suitcase, pulled out a pair of hip-pack pants that looked ok, put on. This was her only pair of pants, and then found a pair of flat shoes. Wrapped in her coat, she came downstairs of the hot pot restaurant opposite.

She leaned her head and looked inside. It was pitch black inside. The door was locked with a large lock. The frosted glass of the glass door was greasy. It was obviously unlikely that she wanted to go in early.

Liangwan looked around and saw a fire staircase next to it, made of iron, which should be an illegal building at this location. The iron door of the staircase was not very tightly locked. She was petite and seemed to be able to squeeze in with her body.

You can reach the second floor along the stairs. The door leading to the second floor is tightly locked, but because the stairs are outside the building, you can climb onto the neon shelf through this stairs. Stepping on this shelf can reach the exterior wall of the building. Although this is very dangerous, there is only this way.

Liang Wan thought about it and it was just the third window by the ladder, and it might not be that difficult. She first retracted into the iron door and came to the second floor, and then started counting one, two, and three to see how far the third window was. After counting, she had a little doubt and counted again. It turned out that there was only two windows on the second floor of this Chongqing hot pot restaurant, and there was no third window at all.

It’s really strange that there are many every year, and this year there are a lot. This person speaks like farting. Didn’t he say there are three windows? Why are there only two?

Liang Wan was so angry that he was brave and thought to himself that he was so unreliable. They have been in the society since childhood, so they can't even count?

This Chongqing hot pot restaurant was also renovated by farmers' houses. It was face to face with two houses. On one side was a small hotel and on the other side were various restaurants for farmers' houses. The result was very clear. There was really no air window or exhaust hole for ventilating exhaust fans, only two square windows.

"It's not just playing tricks on me." Liang Wan only muttered in her heart. While looking up from time to time, she looked up to see if the person was wrong. In fact, she was talking about the second window. But the exterior wall was clean and there was nothing. She couldn't understand, so she lay on the railing, looking around, thinking, and she hoped that there were other Chongqing hotpot restaurants around her.

Looking around, she looked back to the opposite side and saw that the lights in her room were still on, and the words on the neon lights in the hotel were already off. She saw that she saw that there was a person standing in her window.

The man also looked at her. She looked at the figure for half a minute and suddenly realized that someone was in her room.

"Are you numb? Are you pulling the tiger away from the mountain?" Liang Wan was furious and couldn't help but swear violently.

She took out her cell phone and wanted to call the police. While she began to climb back desperately, she ran downstairs, and ran downstairs of the hotel. In the chaos, 110 did not dial out. She patted the table at the front desk and said, "There is a thief in my room."

The front desk called the old security guard who was still sleeping. The three of them rushed to the second floor, opened the door of Liangwan's room, and when they went in, they saw that there was no one in the room, and the lock was fine.

Several people looked at each other, and the old security guard even said a few swear words in local dialect.

Liang Wan was puzzled. She walked to the window and looked out, and her heart skipped a beat.

She discovered a very strange phenomenon: the angle she looked over the window was different from what she looked over from the hot pot restaurant opposite. In other words, she thought the person was standing in her room, but in fact the person should be in the room next to her.

The window she saw was the window in the next room, and she was in trouble.

But another question came to her mind: there was only one window in each room, and her room was the third room. That is to say, when she went back to count her room number, she saw a figure in the window of the third room.

But now she looked across from the window of her room and found that her room was not facing the second floor opposite.

In other words, the window of the third room she counted outside was not her own room.

In other words, there are probably two windows in the two rooms next to her and next to her. She turned around and asked the guy if it was, but the guy shook his head and said, "This is impossible. All our room types are the same, and each room has only one window."

Liang Wan was just trying to refute him and wanted to pull him to the opposite side to see. Suddenly, she remembered what the person on the phone said: the third window on the west side of the other side.

She suddenly understood the mystery.

After the guy left, she found the manuscript paper from the hotel, spread it on the table, and began to draw a picture.

She first drew all the order of the peasant houses on both sides of the road and the order of the hotels here, and then reasoned little by little according to the size.

She soon became true. If this is the case, if it is true, as the shop's shop said, the layout of all the rooms in their hotel is the same, the third window seen by Chongqing Hotpot Restaurant opposite is definitely not the so-called third room, but probably the fourth room.

That’s right, there must be a hidden space between her and the second room next door!
Chapter completed!