long night fire

At this time, Qiao Chu had turned around, smiled slightly and said:

"Since you've come here, you can only protect yourself first.

"At the same time, think again about what is the most precious thing that you want to take care of."

His golden eyes briefly lost focus, like a deep lake reflecting the sun.

Jiang Baimian pursed her lower lips, her eyes became gentle again:

"I understand."

Shang Jianyao and others then resumed the state before the discussion.

Qiao Chu withdrew his gaze, looked around and said:

"Eat dinner first, then take turns to rest, waiting for the early morning."

Chapter 65 搜查房间

After listening to Qiao Chu's words, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao spoke at the same time:

"I……"

Seeing that the other party had something to say, they closed their mouths together again, and the scene suddenly fell into a strange silence.

After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"You speak first."

Shang Jian Yao nodded seriously and said:

"I want to go to the bathroom first."

"...Don't you have any other ideas?" Jiang Baimian was almost at a loss for words.

Seeing that Yao didn't think about it, Shang replied directly:

"By the way, let's inspect the other rooms."

"Patrol... Would it be better to use patrol?" Jiang Baimian asked out of habit.

Then, she nodded with satisfaction:

"Go."

As soon as the words fell, she turned her head and looked at Long Yuehong:

"When resting in such a closed room, you must remember to confirm that there is no abnormality inside.

"This is not a problem that can be solved simply by staying overnight, because similar environments are cramped and cramped, with many obstacles, and it is difficult to escape or fight. Even if the unexpected situation can be discovered in time, it will be quite troublesome."

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian subconsciously glanced at Qiao Chu, quite surprised at his carelessness in vigilance.

Is this special commissioner from the Eighth Research Institute too confident and not afraid of accidents, or is he simply inexperienced?

Without looking at her, Qiao Chu took off the silver rifle on his back, and pulled a brown-yellow painted chair that was still in good condition to him.

He then walked to the old coffee table, took out several paper towels from the dark package, turned around and wiped the dusty chair.

Seeing this, Long Yuehong didn't know whether to follow Shang Jianyao to search the room, or help Qiao Chu clean things.

"Just remember this time, sit down." Jiang Baimian didn't make things difficult for him.

Long Yuehong sat down on the sofa reflexively, but the gray surface of an unknown color sank suddenly, and then tore apart with a thud.

This made Long Yuehong unable to sit still and almost fell into the sofa.

Jiang Baimian withdrew his gentle gaze, glanced at this disgraced subordinate, and said with a low laugh:

"Be careful, here are all antiques from seven or eighty years ago or even more.

"Besides, there are countless bacteria and viruses in the dust. Although you have undergone genetic modification and are not prone to diseases, you still have to be careful."

"Yes, team leader!" Long Yuehong stood up as she did many times in the past, and responded loudly.

"Team leader..." Qiao Chu repeated the term in a low voice with indifferent eyes, not paying much attention.

He had cleaned the chair and sat down.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen began to pack up the sofa, chairs, and coffee table, while Shang Jianyao returned to the junction of the living room and the dining room, and walked to the short corridor deep in the room.

At this time, with the approach of night, the room was already dark.

The living room area is okay, the floor-to-ceiling windows are large, even if there is no moon outside, the starlight still shines in a little, so that Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others can barely see each other's faces, and enter the aisle position, Shang Jianyao You can only roughly distinguish the outline of some things.

Shang Jian Yao unzipped the zipper of the camouflage backpack with his backhand, and took out a grainy silver flashlight from it.

——He doesn't always hang the flashlight on the armed belt, and occasionally puts it in the standard backpack of the Ministry of Security.

With the orange beam of light from the flashlight, Shang Jianyao saw clearly the scene ahead:

There are brown-red wooden doors on the left and right sides of the aisle, but they are not symmetrical and have different styles: the one on the left is closer to the entrance, with thick glass above it that makes it difficult to see the scene inside; the one on the right almost reaches the end, with a handle Brassy, ​​with patina in places.

And on the wall at the end, there is another brown-red wooden door on the far left.

Shang Jianyao walked to the door on the left side of the corridor first, because it was the closest.

During this process, he took off the "Ice Moss" pistol to prevent accidents.

Twist the handle with the palm of the hand holding the flashlight, and after pushing the door open, Shang Jianyao was not in a hurry to go in, and shone with the flashlight outside for a while.

He saw a washbasin inside, something that looked like a textbook toilet, a glass door that seemed to move, and a section that contained a shower head.

"Toilet." Shang Jian Yao whispered, and walked in.

In this place where every angle can be clearly seen at a glance, he sometimes jumps up to look at the air vent above, and sometimes squats down to check the narrow space between the toilet and the sink, as if he thinks that a person can be hidden there.

In the end, he only found some moss and a few ants in some shady places, but not many.

After checking, he walked to the toilet and lifted the lid.

There is no water in it.

Shang Jianyao tried the buttons at different positions of the toilet one by one with a scientific spirit, and found that they all lost their function.

He straightened up, twitched his nose exaggeratedly, and took a few deep breaths.

"It doesn't smell like..." After a few seconds, he came to a conclusion, and his expression couldn't tell whether it was happiness or regret.

Next, he tried the shower head to make sure no water came out.

After completing these inspections, Shang Jianyao fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he put the "Ice Moss" pistol back on his armed belt, and reached out to pull out the metal filter plugged in the sink of the sink.

It was so rusty that Shang Jian Yao almost pulled it off.

After placing this item beside him, Shang Jianyao supported himself with one hand, jumped up, and stood firmly on the sink, stepping on one side, extremely balanced.

He then clamped the flashlight under his chin, took off his pants, and aimed at the drain.

After solving the physical problem, Shang Jianyao jumped down again and put the metal filter back in place.

In the living room outside, Qiao Chu frowned when he heard the movement, and pinched his nose. Long Yuehong and Bai Chen showed complicated expressions one after another.

Jiang Baimian didn't hear the small movement, and carefully distributed compressed biscuits, energy bars and other food.

Shang Jian Yao came out of the toilet, closed the door politely, and then, with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, walked to the end of the aisle.

At this time, there was a door on his right hand side, and there was also a door on the front left.

He gestured with the pistol and the flashlight, and decided to choose the left.

In the process of opening that door, he was also careful.

The most eye-catching thing inside was a relatively wide bed covered with dirty sheets that seemed to be light green and two pillows with the same pillowcase.

There is a low cabinet on the right side of the head of the bed, and to the right of the low cabinet is a row of tattered high cabinets painted with milky white paint that reach the ceiling.

There is a table on the left side of the bed, on which there is a large LCD screen and a box made of black metal.

Near the LCD screen, there are also the mouse and keyboard that Shang Jianyao knows, and a dark blue thing at the bottom that covers the honeycomb-like thing.

To the left of the table is a wall and a large window sill. The window sill is covered with a brown blanket that seems to have had a lot of holes bitten by mice. There is a small wooden table on the blanket.

Shang Jianyao took the flashlight and walked towards the window sill from the aisle between the end of the bed and the wall.

He bent down and searched carefully for a while, but finally he could only regretfully say to himself:

"No rat shit..."

These words echoed in the slightly empty room, and there seemed to be some doubts.

Shang Jianyao then walked to the table where the LCD screen was placed, and picked up different items in turn with his gun-holding hand.

As a graduate of the electronics department of "Pangaea Biology", it is not difficult for him to recognize a computer in front of him.

He tried his best to turn his head, glanced at the camouflage backpack behind him, and gave up the idea of ​​stuffing big things into it.

Finally, he picked up the thing covered in black honeycomb-like things.

This is also slightly larger than the palm of your hand.

Combining his own professional knowledge and what he has seen and heard in the "Activity Center" small trading market, Shang Jianyao quickly confirmed that this should be a small speaker.

A speaker that can play music.

He quickly unplugged the speaker cable, pulling the item completely away from the computer.

After cleaning the dark blue speaker with the sheet next to it, Shang Jianyao took off the camouflage backpack behind him and stuffed it in.

He wasn't sure if the speaker would still work, and even thought it probably wouldn't, but it didn't matter, he'd fix it, as long as he could find suitable, sound parts to make some replacements.

After putting on the camouflage backpack again, Shang Jianyao once again held a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and checked every corner of the room and different items.

He quickly walked around to the other side, first bent down to look under the bed, and then opened the bedside table.

This low cabinet has two drawers, upper and lower. Shang Jianyao opened the upper one for the first time. The things inside are dazzling, but full of stale smell.

"Ultra-thin...aspirin...white and black..." He flipped through the items one by one and put them back.

He then opened the lower drawer, which was empty and contained nothing.

Shang Jian Yao stared at it for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze, straightened his body, and walked to a place that was probably a wardrobe.

After opening the cabinet door, he saw a black jacket, a white gauze dress, and other unidentifiable styles of clothing.

They hang there neatly, except for the smell, they seem to be the same as before.

The reason why Shang Jianyao knew the dress was because some women in "Pangaea" liked it very much.

This is an impractical thing. When all the energy from the environment is directed to the "inner ecological zone" and only a small part is left for the "living zone", long clothes and trousers are the best choice. It is also very convenient for work.

Only those women whose families are a little well off will exchange their contribution points for fabrics, and make their own skirts according to the skirts worn by some management relatives.

This is one of their most precious things, and they will only wear it when watching year-end performances, participating in certain group activities, and walking in various corners with their lovers.

Shang Jian Yao subconsciously reached out and touched the white gauze dress.

Perhaps the horizontal bar of the clothes hanger has long been rusted, or it may be that it is in a fragile balance. As soon as Shang Jianyao touched the dress, the horizontal bar slid down with a bang, causing many clothes to fall to the wooden board below.

Shang Jian Yao stared silently for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand holding the "ice moss".

He continued to check the drawers in the wardrobe, but found nothing worth noting.

Soon, he left this room and entered the one on the right in the hallway.

This room was even smaller, with only a bed that was not as wide, a row of milky white wardrobes, and a desk with a lamp.

The sheets on the bed were blue with many little golden stars on them, much cuter than the one next door.

However, it also has a lot of smudges on it.

Shang Jian Yao searched one place after another. Finally, he leaned over the pillow and shone the flashlight back and forth.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Jianyao put the flashlight on the bed and adjusted its position.

He immediately stretched out a hand, and twirled a long hair on the edge of the pillow illuminated by the beam of light.

white hair.

Chapter 66 凌晨

"I found something." Shang Jianyao took the long white hair and walked quickly back to the living room area.