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Chapter 266 Wei Ran returns

In the dark room, Wei Ran leaned against the iron door and listened for a long time. Only after he was sure that there was no sound at all outside, did he light up the poor little flashlight again, using this weak The light carefully inspected every corner of the room.

He is looking for any surveillance equipment here. If there is, then he is at least 80% sure that this is another game arranged by that crazy woman Dalia.

If not, then it can only mean that he really capsized in the gutter, was robbed by robbers, and was sent to a prison.

I don’t know whether to cry or laugh. After searching carefully, there is really nothing in the room. Wei Ranmao, whose angry face was as dark as the one in the room, bent down and walked to the edge of the iron door, took out a Mauser bayonet from the metal book, and struck the iron fence with the back of the knife on the iron fence, which was as thick as a cucumber, making a clang. Clanging noise.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no one responded to him, Wei Ran felt slightly relieved. Then he retracted his bayonet, took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle from the metal book, turned the muzzle, and fired with a thick gun. Tuo hit the observation window of the iron door hard.

Compared with the strong fence itself, the observation window on the iron door outside is much more fragile. In just a few clicks, the thin layer of iron was broken open, and the people outside were also able to see it. A little light came in.

Putting away the rifle, Wei Ran went to the observation window and looked out. Wherever he looked, except for a corridor with a lot of abandoned debris, the only thing he could see was There are iron gates next to each other on the opposite side of the corridor.

After careful observation, Wei Ran stretched out his hand along the observation window. However, because the fence door on the inside was blocking it, although he could barely touch the padlock on the iron door outside, he could not reach it because he could not reach it. I tried my best, but I couldn't pry it open with one hand.

After several attempts to no avail, Wei Ran retracted his arm and quickly took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down. After continuing to stare at the iron door opposite, he picked up the handcuffs at his feet. .

Connecting the two handcuffs together, Wei Ran took off the belt of his rifle, fixed one end of the handcuffs on the inner iron fence, and then used the other end to fasten the padlock outside the door with difficulty.

When everything was ready, he stepped on the gun belt with one foot and tightened the lock connecting the handcuffs. Finally, after cautiously observing the situation outside, he took the lockpick tool in one hand, carefully stretched out the observation window, and fumbled it into the keyhole.

The difficulty of picking a lock with one hand far outweighs the trouble caused by not being able to see the keyhole, but at any rate, I spent two to three hours practicing lock picking almost every day in the Hongqi Forest Farm in the past half month. , so after trying again and again, with a crisp click, the padlock was finally released happily as Wei Ran turned the unlocking tool.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Wei Ran stretched out his arm and took off the padlock, then pulled the door latch and gently pushed the iron door open. As a lot of light enters this low and narrow cell, nextWhat happened was much simpler.

Easy to pry open the lock on the iron fence, Wei Ran, wearing only a pair of underwear, walked out of the cell and finally stood up straight, his waist that had been bent all the time.

Looking carefully at the corridor, which was more than 20 meters long, he cautiously walked to the window at the end of the corridor with his bare feet, while listening to the goings on around him.

Wei Ran carefully reached the end of the corridor. He leaned half of his head against the wall and looked out. What he could see outside the window was a wall with barbed wire and a sentry tower. And in the distance beyond the wall, there is a sparkling lake.

It’s just that I don’t know if it has been abandoned for too long. Not only are the walls and sentry towers covered with vines, but also the flat ground between the walls and the building where he is sitting is covered with vines. Waist-high weeds.

Without rushing downstairs, Wei Ran walked back to the door of the cell where he was once imprisoned. He carefully approached the door of the opposite cells and listened for a moment, then opened them one by one uneasily.

Until he was sure that no one was watching him in these cells, and there were no monitoring equipment, he was unwilling to put away the observation window cover that he had smashed down with the butt of his gun not long ago. I reluctantly thought about it, could it be that I really capsized in a ditch and was kidnapped by robbers?

"If I had known better, I would have kept the satellite phone in the food box."

Wei Ran muttered to himself regretfully, and bent down to pick up two dusty orange items. He put on his prison uniform and then climbed all the way up the stairs to the top of the building.

As he walked from room to room, except for changing the conspicuous prison uniform in his hands into a set of Soviet-era camouflage pants and a sea soul shirt in a long-abandoned wardrobe, he had nothing interesting at all. Value harvested.

Didn’t rush to put on the dirty clothes, Wei Ran wrapped the slightly oversized camouflage pants and sea soul shirt with the prison uniform he found first, and then climbed up the stairs. top.

Looking around, this prison is much smaller than I thought. In addition to the building where I am, there is another small building with only three floors.

In the middle of the two buildings, there are some abandoned cars that look very old-fashioned in waist-deep grass.

Looking into the distance, except for the large lake outside the wall, the other three directions are all dense coniferous forests, and there are no roads.

What the hell did this send me to?

Wei Ran muttered to himself, carried his clothes to the first floor, pulled back the waist-deep weeds, and carefully walked towards the building opposite.

Compared to the poor six-story concrete building full of cells and few windows, the condition of this three-story building is much better. Not only does each room have large enough windows, but also All kinds of furniture and furnishings are also available inside.

But the strange thing is that there is nothing with text or pictures here. It can even be said that in a sense, this place is simply better than that prison.The building is much cleaner.

With nothing to gain, Wei Ran looked at the sun outside through the window. After hesitating for a moment, he walked barefoot to the ajar iron door and walked straight to the lake in the distance.

At the same time, in a sentry tower connected to the wall, an old man over fifty years old raised his telescope and looked at Wei Ran with a look of surprise. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately ran down the sentry post. Tower, and got into the cell building where Wei Ran was once imprisoned.

Unfortunately, the observation window cover, which was the only evidence counted, was taken away by Wei Ran, not to mention the gun belt and lock picking tools that he had already put away, so naturally he Can't find any clues at all.

"Did this little guy hide the lock-picking tool in the chrysanthemum? It's really disgusting."

The old man muttered something strange, and then pressed the launcher of the console Jian said, "The target escaped from the bell tower earlier than expected. You all should follow closely."

"Follow closely for what?" Wei Ran walked out of the stairs with his hands raised, smiling. He looked at the other person and asked, "So this is really another test?"

"Why are you back?" The old man looked at Wei Ran, who was getting closer and closer, as if he had seen a ghost.

"You guys have revealed your secrets," Wei Ran, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, said as he put down his hands.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Tell me where the secret was revealed?"

"Pinhole"

Wei Ran came closer. , pointing to the pinhole on his arm and said, "It's normal for a robber to use a stun gun if he doesn't want to kill someone, but it's a bit outrageous for the robber to know how to anesthetize. Although it's my first time to come to Kirov, even so I know that I can get it Anesthetics, and people who can use them accurately can live a pretty good life without robbery."

"That's all?" the old man asked, hanging the walkie-talkie on his shoulder. superior.

"I have been fooled more than once, so I have to be careful." Wei Ran answered, holding the clothes roll in his hand, "But since someone really appeared here, and there was no one just now, You are preventing me from leaving this abandoned prison, so do you need me to tell you the rest?"

"It's really not necessary." The old man asked with a smile, "Tell me how you opened the prison iron. "It's very simple." Wei Ran reached out to the other party, "But before that, why don't you give me back my clothes..."

That's it. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards the other party with force on his feet and reached out to grab the other party's arm.

And the old man's reaction was quick enough. He started to retreat almost at the same time as Wei Ran moved, and at the same time he reached for the pistol hanging on his chest with one hand.

However, almost as he was holding the pistol, Wei Ran had already grabbed his wrist. While using the weight of his body to force the other person to bend over, Wei Ran also squeezed it with his other hand. He used the shape of a chicken claw and stabbed the opponent's leg hard at the knee socket.

When this hasThe old man who pulled out the stun gun involuntarily bent his knees, and at the same time tried to point the gun at the guard before pulling the trigger. Wei Ran, whose back had already hit the floor, had already bent his knees and hit the opponent's nose hard when he bent over.

This merciless knee strike caused the old man to bleed from his nose. But the moment he subconsciously raised his head, Wei Ran hit him hard with his mud-covered feet. On the elbow of the arm holding the gun.

Kicking the stun gun out of the opponent's hand, Wei Ran immediately got up, picked up a roll of clothes filled with half a brick in advance and used it as a meteor hammer, hitting the opponent's other shoulder directly.

"Stop! Stop!" The old man covered his bleeding nose and shouted while holding back the uncontrollable tears.

"Okay!" Wei Ran quickly picked up the stun gun, pointed it at the opponent's thigh and pulled the trigger.

After screaming and twitching in a different tone, the old man who had truly capsized in the gutter lay straight on the floor.

"This massage is really good for bone-setting"

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and until he was sure that he had completely controlled the other person, he slowly took off the other person's shoulders. the walkie-talkie, and then took off the telescope around his neck and some small bits and pieces hidden in his clothes.

After all, he didn’t want to get into too much of a fight with these old guys with unknown origins. Wei Ran resisted the urge to strip the other party of his underwear, carefully took out the electric needle embedded in the other party’s thigh, and put the The old man was sent to the cell where he had been imprisoned, and he took out the two handcuffs from his clothes bag and leaned the old man's feet against the iron fence.

This was not over yet. He dug out the piece of wood from the clothes roll that he had chopped off the leg of a stool in another building not long ago, and smashed it with the brick used as a hidden weapon in the clothes roll. After entering the keyhole of the handcuffs, he was completely relieved.

After a while, the old man with his face covered in blood regained consciousness. After seeing his feet being handcuffed to the iron fence, he immediately gave up resistance and said, "Okay, call Dalia, the game is over."

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