On his back, a foreigner with a high nose, half-stretched body exposed, was sleeping inside. Fan Keqin was also able to see clearly that this person was not his target Jack#Candace, so he retreated back the same way. After reaching the node in the previous memory, I moved sideways, turned again, and came to a room that was adjacent again...
That's it, Fan Keqin started searching from the rightmost room, forming a group with the opposite door, and searched horizontally towards the left side. Every room is not missed. In fact, there are sentries in the stairwell on this floor and in front of the elevator door. However, these sentry American guys were obviously quite relaxed, sitting there smoking, drinking coffee, and chatting. But this is basically enough, because they can see everyone coming and going from the elevator or the stairwell.
However, Fan Keqin is still rigorous. Every time he crawls in the ventilation duct, he is very careful and tries not to make any noise. In this way, his speed will definitely slow down, but it is still necessary. In this way, going back and forth, it took Fan Keqin almost half an hour to search half of the floor.
He didn't complain about luck. Theoretically speaking, Jack Candace could be in any room on the fourth, fifth, or sixth floor. As for the fourth level, it is just my own speculation. Even if his guess was correct, Jack might have been assigned to a higher level because of the mistakes he made. Or maybe something happened temporarily, and it might not be necessary to be called upstairs. Therefore, Fan Keqin was still looking for them one by one patiently.
But another ten minutes passed like this, and by the time he had checked almost 80% of the rooms on the fourth floor. When Fan Keqin turned again and headed towards the new room, he could already smell a faint smell of alcohol. The smell of alcohol got stronger as he got closer to the room. This is due to Fan Keqin's keen five senses. Although he is wearing a mask at this time, he can still smell it. In fact, he could smell the stench while crawling in the underground pipes, but he blocked it directly with his iron will.
At this time, when he came to the vent of this room, Fan Keqin was sure that the smell of alcohol he smelled came from this room. And the lights are still on in this house. Fan Keqin looked down through the gap in the vent and saw a man in his thirties sitting on a chair in front of the window. Although Fan Keqin was facing him sideways, he still recognized him at a glance. This was his target Jack#Candace.
This boy was holding a bottle of foreign wine in a brown bottle in his right hand. He was looking out the window with dull eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Then he drank a sip of wine intentionally or unintentionally.
Jake#Candace is indeed thinking about things in his head and he is regretting it. How could I do such a crazy thing that day! He even took action when there were still people around!
You can completely take advantage of the charm of your own US military and take another offensive. But at that time, the female student clearly rejected me. If I had attacked from a different angle, the other party would still reject me. But if I went to look for her every day, over time, I think I would be able to melt her. Women are just pretending to be reserved, but they cannot withstand a long-term attack.
No, I have to turn around after the negotiation. I'm afraid I don't have that much time to slowly spend time with that female student. Alas, I was still impulsive that day. There were other people around at the time, so I just had to endure it a little. When the other person was alone, I wouldn't have as much trouble in action. There have been too many attacks and protests against myself in the past two days. However, generally speaking, it is impossible for the other party to do anything to you. After the negotiations were completed, he only had to follow the delegation back to Midi's home. Then he is still a respectable military officer.
Thinking of this, Jack#Candice's mood became better, so he took a sip of wine again and put the bottle on the table. Then I thought: Then over time, this thing will completely disappear from this land. And I will live a good life on the other side of the ocean, just do whatever I want, nothing will change...
Just when Jack#Candice was drinking and thinking about these things, two fingers of the vent on the side wall that he didn't see had stretched out from the gap and touched the corners of the vent. That's right, Fan Keqin is
Identify the location of the screws.
Then he took out a thin piece of iron from his pocket and held it between his fingers again. And using his excellent sense of space and hand, he inserted the edge of the iron piece into the groove on the screw, and started to twist the screw with a slight force of his fingers. After a few twists, the screws are no longer as tight as they were at first. So he retracted the iron piece, stretched out his fingers again, directly pinched the screws that had been screwed out a little with his own fingers, and began to twist them with his fingers.
Fan Keqin's finger power is also very strong, just like a vise. As long as the screw is not so close to the wall, protrudes a little, and has a place to pinch, he can directly twist the screw with his finger power.
Tightening it faster by hand, the screw was already unscrewed in just a few strokes. He quickly put it in his pocket. Seeing that Jack#Candice still looked the same as before, he touched the other corner again, and after locating the position of the screw, he started to operate as before again, pinching the small one with two fingers. After unscrewing the screws a little, Fan Keqin just used a piece of iron to unscrew all the screws at the four corners and put it into his work clothes. In the left breast pocket.
Then Fan Keqin stopped making any moves and just lay quietly in the vent, looking at his target, Jack#Candace, through the gap in the fence. He was waiting for a chance to go down. After all, it was still early. Furthermore, looking at this guy Jack, he drank more than half a bottle of wine. With so much liquid entering his body, how could he not go to the toilet?
But Jack seems to have a pretty good drinking capacity and a pretty big bladder. It took about half an hour to finish the remaining half of the bottle of wine. Fan Keqin could tell from the other person's breathing, the clarity of his eyes, his sitting posture, etc. that this kid was a little drunk.
