Zhang Heng returned from the grocery store and walked through the hall of Gilman Hostel with his backpack on his back.

The perverted male waiter didn't say a word, as if he hadn't seen the backpack behind him inexplicably, even though the head of the rifle had already poked a long part from it.

Zhang Heng walked towards the guest room on the top floor on the dilapidated stairs. The wooden boards squeaked at his feet, as if protesting the sudden weight gained on him.

The electric lights in the corridor are not much better than outside. Although they are still lit, the range they can reach is really limited, and the shadows cast on the walls also look terrifying.

Zhang Heng noticed that someone was walking around in the room opposite Faberricott. From the pace, he could tell how annoyed the young foreign traveler was now. However, after a while, he sat down again and seemed to have taken a book out of his luggage. Zhang Heng heard the sound of paper being turned around. Faberricott seemed to want to calm himself down in this way.

So Zhang Heng did not continue standing in the corridor anymore, and reached out and pushed open his door.

Zhang Heng, who returned to his residence, did not rest next, but began to organize the things he brought back. He tried to make several molten bottles using the method given to him by the Finnish guerrillas during the Su-Fenn War, using the method given to him by the Finnish guerrillas. Of course, they used the bottles of wine. However, the pure whiskey was not high and it was difficult to ignite. Zhang Heng waited for some high-purity whiskey through distillation, and added tinder to make a fuse.

Then he filled all three guns with bullets, tied claw hooks on the front end of the rope, so that they could be used to climb the wall. In the end, Zhang Heng picked up the fishing line, and soon he pulled the fishing line into the house. The fishing lines were very thin and could not be seen without careful looking under the existing dim light, let alone in the darkness after turning off the light.

Only Zhang Heng himself knows the location of those fishing lines.

He didn't expect these fishing lines to kill people, after all, their sharpness and toughness are limited. It's good to stop uninvited guests that may appear, especially to make the other party feel that they don't know where there are fishing lines in the house, so that the other party's actions will naturally be blocked.

Zhang Heng paid special attention to the location of several doors and windows. After leaving an escape passage for himself, he blocked the rest of the place with fishing lines.

After doing all this, he pressed the door handle with a chair and then lay down on the bed.

He didn't fall asleep. He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or something, and he didn't have any sleepiness, so he lay there to check the four shadow props.

Zhang Heng couldn't tell why. After coming to this place, he could clearly feel that the power contained in the shadow cover had a certain revival. However, it was different from what he felt when he used it before. Zhang Heng took out his favorite [Shadow Moment] and meditated on the crow in his heart.

However, the next moment he could not see the crow in the dark. Zhang Heng tried to change the number of times he used it and there was still no result.

Zhang Heng was about to try [Key of Shadow] again, but then his ears moved.

A squeak came from the stairs and corridors, which meant that someone had come upstairs, and was not a new tenant or a waiter at the hostel. In addition to the only bus that had contact with the outside world was suspended tonight, the visitor deliberately put his pace very lightly.

This means that the other party came up secretly and did not want to be known.

Zhang Heng had spent a lot of time distilling whiskey and setting up traps. Now it was 12 o'clock in the evening, and most people must have fallen asleep. As if to confirm his speculation, the next moment, the old light in Zhang Heng's house suddenly went on strike and the room fell into darkness.

This is not because its service life has finally arrived and it has endured the day of glorious retirement, but because someone has cut off the switch.

Zhang Heng knew that the good show was about to begin.

The people in the town kept saying that there was a celebration at night, but until now there was still no one on the street outside the house. Those guys had been busy preparing for so long, but there was no reason that they all went home to sleep.

But Zhang Heng was not in a hurry. He lay on the bed without moving, wanting to see what the guy was going to do in the corridor first.

To Zhang Heng's expectation, the other party went to Room 428, Faberycott, opposite. He stayed in front of the door for a while, probably listening to the movement inside, and then the sound of the key inserting into the keyhole came.

Fabery Cott obviously didn't have any defense. His previous anxiety attitude had already explained many problems. Although he did not agree with Zhang Heng's plan to arm himself, he seemed to have made some preparations after returning. The person outside the door tried with the key for a while but couldn't open the door, so he went around to the next room.

The room at Gilman Hostel is very interesting. Take the room where Zhang Heng lives as an example. Although it is just a single room, it has a main door and two side doors. The two side doors connect the room with the left and right hands. Zhang Heng estimated that the 428 opposite door should be similar.

The intruder obviously wanted to find another way after finding that the main entrance was not accessible, but he worked hard for a long time and tried both side doors but couldn't find a way to enter Room 428.

Zhang Heng originally thought that the guy would give up 428 for the time being and turn to sneak into his room, but to his surprise, the sound in the corridor actually left, and the person who came seemed to have returned to the downstairs.

After that, Zhang Heng heard footsteps in Room 428. Faberycott obviously did not fall asleep either. The poor young man probably was frightened at this moment, but he did not immerse himself in fear. He knew that the opportunity was rare. Since the other party had decided to attack him, he would definitely not give up so easily. Staying in the room was a dead end. He had to use the interval between them to escape.

Faberycott dared not go out and escape along the stairs. Doing so would be like falling into a trap. So he thought of the window first. Unlike Zhang Heng's house, opposite to his room was a dilapidated patio, as well as some low and abandoned brick and stone buildings surrounding the patio, and on the west side was a country swamp.

The window was too high from the ground, and Fabury Cott wanted to jump to the roof of a brick building, but he looked at it and couldn't jump to the nearest brick building at this distance, but maybe it would be enough to walk through two rooms. So he first tried the side door on the south side and found that something was stuck behind the door. In view of this situation, he could only turn to the north side.

At this time, the creepy footsteps also came from the stairs again, and all the hairs on Fabury Cott's body stood up. Soon, a violent slap at the door of his room seemed to have given up on the disguise and decided to force him directly.

Just when Faberycott trembled all over because of fear, Zhang Heng, who was facing the door, showed a strange look on his face.
Chapter completed!