Hesta unfolded the map based on the light in the gap, and discovered that it was the internal structure of the prison. It marked the surveillance areas on each floor of the prison, as well as a red hand-drawn line-the starting point was the room she stayed in before, and the end point. In the safekeeping room on the fifth floor.
Sure enough, the trolley carrying her stopped after a while. She heard the opening and closing of the elevator and felt a sense of overweight.
You should be going upstairs now.
Hesta grabbed the map and continued to study it for a moment. There seemed to be a message on the back, but the light was too dark to see clearly.
When the cart started moving again, she folded the map and put it away in her inner coat pocket. She pushed the cabinet door tentatively and soon discovered that the movers had tied the boxes and cabinets tightly to the car with ropes in order to secure the furniture.
The rope just goes around the copper handle on the cabinet door, and the opening angle will not exceed 15 degrees.
She felt a little uneasy - this was too dangerous. As long as someone came to make a surprise inspection now, she would have no room to react.
Not far away, another elevator also arrived at the fifth floor.
"Wait a minute!" A young man's voice came along with the sound of the elevator opening, "Stop! You can't just transport things away like this..."
Hesta's heart sank.
The woman in the custody room turned around and saw that the person coming was a clerk from the warden's office, holding a camera in her hand.
"What's wrong?"
The man was panting, "I was just going out to have a cigarette, why did you all transport the furniture so far... Before you touch the things in that cell, I have to take pictures - this is the rule."
"Whose rules? It's not like there's no surveillance in the cell. If you want to see what's going on, just adjust the surveillance."
"It was requested by the warden. This batch of furniture needs to be documented when it is used and sealed, so that the wear and tear can be easily seen."
"...Then you go ahead and shoot it, right here." The woman's voice was filled with anger, "There's no way I can transport the furniture back to you again, it's so heavy!"
"This...hey, that's okay, but you have to get these things out of the way. At least remove the rope first."
"Can't we just shoot like this?"
"I can't leave out the details of the desk drawers and the interior of the cabinet... Just do as I say, and the stalemate will waste both of our time." He turned back to look at the piled furniture and pointed at Hess. The cabinet where Ta is hiding, "Let's start from here and untie this rope."
The two porters also rolled their eyes and stepped forward angrily to cut the rope.
"Wait a minute -" The woman's heart suddenly rose, and she subconsciously reached out towards the cart. Before she touched the handle, the cabinet suddenly tilted slowly towards the clerk.
The clerk was lowering his head and fiddling with the camera parameters, completely unaware of the danger in front of him. It wasn't until the shadow of the setup fell on him that he slowly raised his head.
"Danger!"
The entire cabinet was thrown at the clerk. He instinctively closed his eyes and held his head and shrank back. Suddenly, a hand firmly grasped his tie in the shadows and pulled him to the ground.
The clerk was unexpected and fell to the ground. The camera he was holding in his arms fell to pieces in an instant.
The wooden cabinet hit the wall. The upper shelf could not bear the weight and broke into two sections. The remaining part fell to the ground.
"Help! Help! Lift the cabinet quickly!"
Several people stepped forward at the same time, each grabbing the edge of the wooden cabinet and lifting it up. However, this time the cabinet seemed not to be as heavy as they imagined. After exerting too much force, several people screamed in surprise and almost slipped. Didn't stand firm.
In this dazzling moment, Hesta rolled behind the sofa.
The clerk under the cabinet fell on his face, his head was covered with stars, and his glasses fell to the side.
The woman in the storage room stood in the middle of the corridor in shock. She looked at the moved locker——
There was...no, no one inside?
She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she saw Hesta sitting behind the sofa - this lady with an empty right hand was waving her left hand towards her to attract her attention.
The woman in the custody room immediately felt relieved again.
The moment their eyes met, Hesta pointed toward the east of the corridor.
The woman understood immediately and shouted, "Don't move!"
Several helpless porters turned back and looked at her.
"Don't move the injured person who has fallen to the ground to avoid... to avoid causing secondary injuries." She made a few swallowing movements in her throat, nervously grabbing the corner of her clothes with one hand, and the other hand He began to order his troops, "You, go to the first floor and use our phone to call an ambulance. You, now go to the infirmary and call someone. Call whoever is on duty. You... just stay here, don't move, and observe with me." .”
"Let's go!" The two people who received the order immediately stood up, and the remaining one squatted on the ground nervously, looking at the clerk.
The corridor fell silent once more, but Hesta remained motionless.
The woman looked at her, her eyes almost bulging out of her head - Why don't you leave?
Hesta just shook her head seriously. This time, she pointed with her left hand diagonally upward at both ends of the corridor.
oh!
The woman also realized the problem - this corridor is the surveillance area!
Thanks to the high and low furniture, they together create a visual dead space.
She was sweating profusely due to being too nervous. She gritted her teeth and frowned. She simply took off her coat and walked to the cart containing the furniture, waving to the man beside her.
"Come! Let's help!"
"…What are you doing?"
"If we need to rescue people on the spot later, it will be inconvenient to pile up so many things in the corridor. We have to clear these things to both sides of the corridor to leave room for the doctors and nurses."
"Oh...okay."
The two of them worked together to push the three cars smoothly to both ends of the corridor. The doctor on duty in the infirmary quickly arrived. When the woman in the storage room looked back at the gap behind the sofa again, Hesta had disappeared.
The clothes that were completely soaked with sweat clung to her back. She stood there, looking at the orderly rescue work in front of her, feeling a sense of luck in surviving the disaster.
However, this feeling of happiness did not last long. When she habitually put her hand into her pants pocket, she fell into panic again - there was still an important piece of information she had not given out, and the small piece of paper was now lying on her In the trouser pocket.
The woman's face suddenly turned pale.
Fortunately, this panic did not last long.
She returned to the office alone, lying on the table trying to think of possible remedies. Suddenly she felt a hand tap her shoulder.
She suddenly looked up and saw Hesta standing behind her at some point.
The woman was startled, "Why are you back..."
"I see that the message on the back of your map is a bit incomplete," Hestad took out the map he had received before, "'Please be sure to go to the attached address' - where is the attachment?"
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