District 9

The power outage occurred less than two minutes later.

"Uh-huh!"

Compound No. 57 suddenly became brightly lit. In the office of the general management department on duty, a middle-aged man picked up the phone and asked: "What is the reason for the power outage?"

"We just turned on the backup generator, so we don't know the situation yet."

"Ask the people over at the power system right away," the supervisor ordered with a slight frown: "Let them restore power as soon as possible. The Moore House Hotel is holding a summit."

"clear!"

After the words fell, the two ended the call.

…

In the lobby of the Moore House Hotel, more than 20 security personnel showed no signs of panic. They immediately turned on their flashlights and patrolled the corridors.

At the main entrance, seven or eight security personnel, carrying explosion-proof shields and firearms, met with their colleagues who had been on duty at the entrance, and started guarding work with a very strict attitude.

The manager ran down from the third floor, also holding a flashlight in his hand and yelled: "Hurry up, turn on the backup generator."

Units like No. 57 and the hotel must have backup generators, so the staff did not panic and stood at their respective posts to maintain order.

…

The back side of the hotel.

After Ma Laoer brought people closer, he asked Guan Qi and Baojun to watch on both sides, while he quickly took out the glass knife from his arms, held a small suction cup in his left hand and pressed it against the window, and put his right hand on the window After making a circle and pulling hard, the cracked circular glass was pulled off.

Ma Laoer reached into the window, opened the outer window first, and then immediately ordered: "Get up!"

Liu Zishu took the pipe pliers equipped with a small electric pump, pinched them on the anti-theft iron railing in the house, and cut three steel pipes with a few clicks.

At the same time, the security personnel in the corridor have patrolled here.

"do not move!"

Guan Qi reminded: "There is someone behind you!"

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately bent down and hid in the darkness of the wall, not daring to move.

"Squeak!"

The back door opened, and two security guards took flashlights and looked around.

Guan Qi hid in the corner, sweating on his forehead. When he saw the light, he had already grasped the military thorn half an arm long in his hand.

"Did you hear the sound just now?"

"There seems to be a sound."

Two security guards walked over to this side.

"Drag him here and kill him." Ma Laoer felt a little frustrated. He was just halfway through the work when he met someone.

When Baojun heard what Ma Laoer said, he immediately stepped forward and prepared to work with Guan Qi.

The two security guards were getting closer and closer, about to turn a corner.

"Zi la la!"

At this moment, a burst of electric microphone voice suddenly sounded from the intercom on the security guard's waist: "Cui, go to the second floor. There are not enough people there. You should be on guard at the corridor windows."

The security guard was stunned for a moment, then picked up the walkie-talkie and responded: "Copy that!"

The two paused for a moment and saw that there was no abnormality on the left and right sides. They immediately returned to the hotel, locked the back door and quickly ran to the second floor.

Guan Qi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is so exciting."

"Watch." Ma Laoer ordered, turned around and said to Liu Zishu: "Come in, come in quickly, the lights will be on soon."

Liu Zishu heard the sound and climbed up to the window sill. He quickly cleaned up the iron rod and entered the room first.

This is a room stacked with spare tables, chairs and benches. The space is so small that when several people squeeze in, they can hear each other's breathing.

"Squeak!"

Liu Zishu opened the iron door from the room and glanced out: "There is someone in the corridor."

"Security?"

"No, it seems to be the staff talking." Liu Zishu shook his head.

"Damn, their people are so scattered." Guan Qi cursed in a low voice from behind: "If we do this, we can't reach the generator. If the lights don't go out, we can't do the work. There are too many people in the room. , there’s no time to go up to the third floor.”

On the second floor, in a guest room.

Yao Jingzhong, who slid down from the roof, and the three men around him had already changed into suits and tied their ties.

"Their security guards are all very professional. We are just strangers and have never shown our faces at the front door." Yao Jingzhong said quickly: "The lights will turn on in a while, so try to avoid them."

"Understood!" The three nodded.

"Squeak!"

Yao Jingzhong opened the door, walked out of the guest room in a swaggering manner, and rushed to the corner of the third floor.

About ten seconds later, when Ma Laoer was thinking about how to lure the staff away, the lights suddenly came on in the building.

"Damn, this is too fast!" Liu Zishu immediately closed the door and cursed.

The corridor was brightly lit.

Yao Jingzhong clenched his fists and whispered to the people behind him: "Don't panic, just walk up the stairs normally, follow the crowd, and do it when you get the chance."

"good!"

The three nodded.

…

In the venue on the third floor, Kim Tae Soo immediately waved his hand and said after seeing the lights turn on: "Sorry, we didn't prepare well. Everyone has been waiting for a long time."

The female host walked to the stage again, holding the microphone, and her beautiful voice revitalized the atmosphere.

In the audience, Kim Taishu walked quickly to the front door and asked the middle-aged man expressionlessly: "Hurry up and call the people at the power system to find out what's going on."

"Already asking."

"Is there anything unusual upstairs or downstairs?" Kim Tae-soo asked again with a cold face.

"No," the middle-aged man shook his head: "It's all normal."

Second floor.

The four of them, Yao Jingzhong and others, were wearing suits, pretending to be invited guests, and were walking to the third floor.

Facing them, several security personnel came downstairs and bumped into them.

The leading security guard glanced at Yao Jingzhong and suddenly asked: "Excuse me, are you an invited guest?"

"What's wrong?!" Yao Jingzhong replied impatiently.

"I'm sorry, I haven't met you. Can you show me the invitation?"

"Are you out of your mind?!" Yao Jingzhong waved his hand impatiently: "Haven't your people finished checking them? Do you have to re-read them when you go upstairs?"

There are countless surveillance cameras in the hotel, and the scene of the two people talking is now shown in the security room.

On the chair, the military intelligence officer from the three major districts who had been captured at the beginning, now wearing handcuffs and shackles, suddenly moved forward and stretched his neck.

"What's wrong?" asked the person next to him.

The captured prisoner glanced at the surveillance screen carefully, then suddenly raised his arm, pointed at the person next to Yao Jingzhong and said, "I... I think I have seen him before."

"Have you seen him?!" The security guard stood up instantly: "Where have you seen him? Take a closer look!"

Two kilometers away from the Moore House Hotel, all personnel from District 7 were already in cars.

"No matter how dark the lights are, they won't come on again. Get ready, each team!" the person in charge called back.

Inside the hotel.

Ma Laoer kept looking at his watch and urged in a low voice: "Uncle, take another look outside to see if those staff members have left."

at the same time.

Lin Chengdong, who quietly came out of the venue on the third floor, was about to go downstairs when he saw Yao Jingzhong and others being stopped by security.

The two looked at each other, and Yao Jingzhong immediately grinned and nodded towards Lin Chengdong, meaning to ask him to help him out.

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Finished posting five chapters today, will continue tomorrow!