Fan Keqin opened the door, got out of the car, and walked toward the inn. He was like a passerby. He didn't do anything behind the inn, but just walked over. Then he passed through a small horizontal alley. We came to the street at the main entrance of the inn again, and passed through the main entrance again like a passerby.
These two trips were actually very particular. He then looked at the front and rear windows of the inn. There is a room on the first floor at the back door with an open window. But there were still people on the street at this time, so we couldn't just go in regardless.
As for the situation in that room, Fan Keqin was observing on the move, so even though the curtains were mostly closed, his perspective naturally changed as he walked from one side to the other. With his excellent observation skills, he discovered that there were people living in this window. Maybe it was because the weather had started to get hot and the window was opened for ventilation when sleeping, so the window was opened.
Fan Keqin didn't find it difficult to deal with the person sleeping inside. Just a passerby on the street, it's a little difficult. Let me ask you, if you saw a person suddenly jump in from the back window of an inn, you would definitely be suspicious.
So Fan Keqin has to find an opportunity. He went back around, crossed the road early, and came to the other side, when he was approaching the inn. Fan Keqin found the unit door on this side and walked in.
Then he hid in the dark shadow on the side of the door and watched the situation on the street. The cities of this era did not have the brightly lit feeling of later generations. Although Shanghai, in this era, there were lyrics that sang: Shanghai at night, Shanghai at night, you are a city that never sleeps. By that I mean a specific place, not here just down the street from the warehouse. There are no entertainment venues nearby. Where can you go to the city that never sleeps?
Therefore, Fan Keqin hid in the shadow on the side. To be honest, even if a normal person came in, he might not be able to see him when he walked by.
Fan Keqin felt at ease, hiding here, and saw passers-by on one side. When their eyes were not on the other side of the inn, he put his head and glanced at the passers-by on the other side. If you find someone on the other side can see it, then take your head back and continue to observe.
After all, it was night time, and it wasn't the kind of place with many entertainment venues. Therefore, there are passers-by, but there are really not many passers-by. Five minutes later, Fan Keqin hid in the shadow on the left side of the door. He could easily see the street on the right. This time, he saw two passers-by in front of him, with their backs to him. Go forward. Therefore, Fan Keqin probed his head again and glanced to the left. Well, okay, this time. Then I saw a man on a bicycle, turning a corner, and disappeared after a few seconds.
At this moment, it can be said that the street has briefly fallen into a vacuum. Fan Keqin immediately walked out of the unit door and quickly crossed the aisle. To cover up the fact that he was walking very fast at this time, Fan Keqin also pretended to look at his watch frequently.
Soon, Fan Keqin had arrived at the back of the inn, turned around and glanced behind him, OK, it was still within the "vacuum period". Therefore, Fan Keqin came to the open window and tried a trick of pulling onions on dry land.
Of course, he doesn't know any Qing Kung Fu, but the idea is the same, jump forward in place. Relying on his super strong coordination and controlling his posture in the air, he jumped into the room from the opening of the window without touching any of the surrounding window frames.
While jumping, Fan Keqin covered the canvas bag with one hand to prevent the contents from colliding and making noise. After landing, a series of cushioning movements including toes, knees, and bending brought him to the second floor of the house almost silently.
Fan Keqin glanced at the man lying on the bed. He had a bulging belly and was wearing only a pair of large pants. He was lying on the bed with his stomach stretched up and down regularly. His breathing was heavy but even. Apparently, he was still asleep.
Fan Keqin ignored him and walked quietly to the door of the room. The door was locked, so he didn't rush to open it. Instead, he put his ear to the crack of the door and listened to what was going on outside. There was some movement on the second floor. Apparently, some people were still awake. This is consistent with what I just walked through and observed. Because listening to the sound and combining it with your own observation of the position of the brightly lit second floor window, you can get it right.
There wasn't much movement on the first floor, so Fan Keqin didn't wait any longer. He reached out and gently pulled the door latch, slowly opened a gap, looked outside, and then continued to pull open until a space was opened for him to pass through. The probe quickly glanced left and right.
Well, that's good. Not far to the left, only three or four steps away, is an upward staircase. The other side should be the main entrance of the inn. The lights there were still on. When he was observing before, he saw a man in his mid-forties there, behind the reception desk. However, it is not visible from the current angle. It can only be seen diagonally and the corner of a wooden reception platform is visible.
Fan Keqin ducked out and closed the door gently. Then he turned left and quietly walked upstairs along the stairs.
On the second floor, Fan Keqin saw a room. There was light coming from the crack in the door and there was some noise inside. He could hear clearly with his hearing ability, so he stood on the second floor where he had just come up from the stairs and listened quietly for a while. The people inside were talking about their experiences in Shanghai, and they were speaking in Chinese, but There are certain times in the words that fit in. What I mean is that when I first came here, I felt that Shanghai was very good. Yesterday, I changed play classes and went to Hongkou for a walk.
Several other people also talked to him again, saying that the business had been finalized, the contract had been signed, and it would be completed in the next two days. If you want to go, you have to wait for the next opportunity.
If ordinary people are listening, well, the voices of those people seem to be habitually lowered. Even ordinary people with good ears can only know that someone is talking, but it is impossible to hear the specific content. But even if he heard the specific content, he wouldn't think anything of it. He would just think that these are a few people who came to do business, and they have already done it, and they will leave soon.
But it was different in Fan Keqin's ears. He knew that a Japanese spy lived in this inn. Therefore, when I heard such a conversation, I immediately understood that the person speaking in this room was 100% a Japanese spy. But which room do the other little Japanese spies live in?
