Night, blast.

Kenya is located in the tropics, even in winter, it is not too cold, but at the same time she is in the monsoon belt. The vast grassland wind blows the four seasons. These natural messengers will always stay here, roaring and wandering.

The bullfighting plan designed by two top students, Faramin and Hashim, is being executed in an orderly manner.

At 17:10, Hashim completed the connection with Faramin with the wine in his hand, and after some insults, he was blasted out by his master like every black slave who was not alive.

Almost everyone in the black gold heard Falamin’s arrogant instructions. He wants Hashim to spend the night in the wild outside the fort. As long as the sun rises tomorrow, he is not taken away by the wild beasts. The host prepares a hearty breakfast.

At 18:40, Mr. Howson, who showed his dignity on the slave, washed and stripped himself, put on new clothes, and went to the city hall garden refreshed to find fragrance.

At 19:20, the hotel delivered the dinner for the two to the suite, only to see the beautiful exotic female guard standing alone in her empty boudoir, as if she had been unaware of all this, and her expressions and actions could not be seen to be dissatisfied.

She asked the waiter to put the dinner outside the door, explaining in rusty Portuguese that Mr. Howard did not like his maid to contact men, especially when he was away.

At 20:30, the dinner plate reappeared outside the door, which closed tightly. The food on the plate was eaten cleanly, and the plate itself was wiped clean and stacked neatly.

Immediately after 22:00, Xiao Sanmei opened her eyes in the dark living room and started to open the closed window lattice.

The wind blew the moonlight into the house, and the hazy silver foil was plated on every corner of the field of vision. In Xiao Sanmei's eyes, she outlined the lush coastline, the winding cliffs and the boundless sea with wind and waves.

The castle was built on a narrow protruding part of the cliff. The designer made full use of the space. There are certain empty fields in the front and back for people to gather and disperse, and the left and right are almost stuck to the edge of the cliff.

The window of the luxurious suite faces north, and the distance between that direction and the cliff is only three meters away. There are sparse trees planted. It is obvious that the walkway is not harmful, but looking out of the room, it is very easy for people to give birth to being in the abyss. And the illusion of standing.

Xiao Sanmei felt this illusion now.

She smiled disdainfully, and jumped up onto the fist-wide window sill, letting the gust of wind blow her face, her clothes hunting, her whole body motionless.

Soon she jumped up again, stretched out her body in midair, and gently pinched the upper part of the window with her seemingly weak palm.

The window was not locked at a certain angle, and the rocking skin cut from thin iron sheet was not strong enough to bear the weight of a person, but she just hung on it, and from the moment she climbed the window, the whole fan The window is stable and still as if it has been casted on the body curse, only shaking the skin hardly and honestly conveys the overwhelmed status quo.

She climbed on the window shutter with one hand, volleyed over her body, changed to grasping with both hands, grasping the window, she began to climb, using the concave and convex window lattice as a stress point, and easily stood on the door.

She got up from the upper part and stood, and the height difference of more than three meters between the second and third floors was easily smoothed out.

She used her arches to exert force delicately, the opened window slowly closed, leaning firmly against the stone wall, and brought the three-story opposite window in front of her.

The window was closed tightly, and Xiao Sanmei pulled out the Emei thorn from the sheath of her thigh, held it in one hand and retreated, piercing the blade into the gap of the window, and opened the lock of the window with only one pick.

But the window did not open with the opening of the lock. It was concealed, and I couldn't see what was going on. Xiao Sanmei lay on the window and listened gently, but unfortunately I couldn't hear any noise in the house.

The window at her feet fell. She knew the time had come, opened the window and turned into the house.

This is an ordinary two-person room, without many special furnishings, and there is no one in the room. But both beds obviously have owners, and one of them has the habit of writing a diary.

Of course, Xiao Sanmei opened the diary and found that it was written in Portuguese...

"Hey, the Portuguese write diaries in Portuguese, what's good to write about." She closed the diary again depressed, and walked to the door gently, listening to the movement outside the door through the door.

The result is very bad...

There were indeed no patrolmen she was worried about outside, but the aisle was as noisy as the market, or even worse.

Those people's stomachs were full of alcohol, and they were yelling about all sorts of weird things with their tongues out loud. It was still Portuguese that raged on the eardrums, and it was difficult to distinguish even the most basic words and sentences.

"I need an interpreter." She wrinkled her nose and muttered to herself, turning around and repeating the trick. She went from the third floor to the fourth floor and closed the third floor window smoothly.

The good news is that the room on the fourth floor is full of people. The bad news is that there are a lot of people inside. To rule out the possibility of a person having multiple voices and talking to himself, there are at least three.

Xiao Sanmei lay motionless outside the window sill, her petite body like a gecko, quietly waiting for the hunting opportunity that might never come.

She maintained this action and waited for nearly ten minutes, and when she was about to give up, she finally heard the most complicated short sentence that she could understand at a glance: "Adeus, ruder."

Goodbye, brother.

Xiao Sanmei's spirits refreshed, listening to Qianggen's spirit became more concentrated, and she heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

The three voices became one, and they muttered to themselves not far from the window.

Xiao Sanmei made up the room in her head.

From the opening and closing of the door to the movement of the people in the house, to the place where he stopped talking to himself, she guessed that the room on the fourth floor and the luxury suite on the second floor are similar in structure, about the size of a double dormitory on the third floor. Five to six preparations.

She pried open the window in the same way, grabbed the window sill with one hand~lightnovelpub.net~ and hid herself under the window, and then she opened the window.

The window opened a crack, and it was quickly blown into big sheets by the night wind. There was a sound of rustling papers in the room. The man stood up cursingly, probably thinking that he had forgotten to put the lock on the window.

The man leaned out and tried to pull the window back. In the process, he leaned forward and reached out of the window, staring at Xiao Sanmei unpreparedly.

"" The third sister muttered softly and raised her arms. Before the man yelled out, the palm of her hand pinched the junction of the man's jaw and neck.

She stood firmly on the window sill, half-kneeling on the window sill, her eyes were as high as the man.

"Don't struggle, don't resist, don't call for help. Since I can see you in this way, I am sure that you will not be able to make any sound. But I promise that none of them can compare to your active silence."

The man nodded hastily.

"Great, you know English. This is the best answer I've heard tonight." Xiao Sanmei let go of her jaw-cuffed hand a little, "Thank you for answering me in English. You know Paulieta Fei. Stilano?"

"Acknowledge... know."

"Where does he live?"

"He's in...my...opposite room, but you need to go through the aisle, where at least six or seven people gather."

"Opposite? Call him to your room."

"I can't do it, ma'am." The man gave a wry smile. "He is the deputy captain of the second team, and I am the captain of the third team. We have no affiliation, and he will not accept my orders."

Xiao Sanmei frowned dissatisfiedly, and suddenly swept her sleeves in front of the man, and an Emei thorn flew out, leaped over 10 meters, and hit the clock with a precise sound, which happened to be stuck in the small window at the top of the clock.

"I will let you go, but if you dare to call, I won't be too troublesome."

"Yes, ma'am..."