Yan Yu placed the last bomb next to the door leading to the garage: "Miro is very cautious. There are three one-way exits and one entrance and exit in his basement.

The entrance and exit are in the bedroom on the second floor. One of the one-way exits leads to the study, the other to the cloakroom, and the other to the end of the corridor, in the direction of the garage. He is very precious about his life."

"..."

The corner of Jack's mouth twitched, and ten thousand horseshoes roared through his heart.

This kind of life-saving way should be an absolute secret, right?

How would you know?

And how clearly do you know it?

Is it poisonous to you?

He asked silently: "What to do now?"

"Visiting him, of course."

Yan Yu took him around to the second floor and went straight to the master bedroom of the house. When he opened the door, he said: "Remember to lift your feet when you enter. There is an infrared sensor behind the door."

"I@!)(..." Jack's eyes widened. Do you know this? Could Milo's secretary be you?

As if Yan Yu was back at home, he stepped across the infrared sensor line, touched his chin and said, "Counting the time, it seems that the group of people will soon arrive at the factory, right?"

"That's almost it." Jack subconsciously walked forward.

"do not move."

Yan Yu grabbed his shoulders, and with his strong arm strength, he actually lifted Jack, who weighed nearly 200 kilograms plus a body armor and explosion shield, out of thin air.

"What, what's wrong?" Jack was startled and asked tremblingly.

Yan Yu pointed to the carpet in front of the bed and put him back in place: "The carpet in front is specially made and has a sensor interlayer."

"Ah this..."

Jack didn't know what to say. He seriously suspected that when Milo was looking for someone to design, he was looking for Yan Yu...

"Where does it lead to the basement?"

"window."

"Eh?"

Yan Yu said calmly: "On the left side of the floor-to-ceiling window, where it is blocked by vases and curtains, he built an elevator there. The design is quite clever. Unless you look down from the top of the house, you can't tell anything about it."

"..." Jack silently raised the explosion shield.

Yan Yu stepped on the bed and avoided the carpet to come here: "The elevator has triple verification of fingerprint, iris, and password, and the ventilation area of ​​the elevator is also equipped with a sealing device.

It has two testing standards. If it passes the verification, the elevator will operate normally. If it fails the verification, the program will prompt that it is correct. After people enter, the vents will be locked and poisonous gas will be sprayed out."

"..."

Jack took out two masks from his bag and complained silently: "Is this why you asked me to get the gas mask?"

"uh-huh."

Yan Yu put on a mask and his voice became much duller: "But Milo is also afraid that if he is careless one day, he will be killed by himself, so there is an escape hatch above the elevator."

Many people wonder why in many movies, there is always a glimmer of hope for those who set traps?

it's actually really easy.

Many times it is because...the designer is not a god. If he is careless and steps into his own trap, he can still escape by relying on the escape route he has left in advance.

Ridiculous?

maybe.

Yan Yu pulled down the curtains and clicked twice on the screen on the wall. He saw that the tightly sealed wall suddenly opened a gap, and a dazzling light came out.

"It's obviously fine up there." Jack looked over.

Yan Yu squinted his eyes and stared at the line in the upper left corner that was thinner than a mosquito's leg: "As long as the craftsmanship is high enough, the gaps cut out can't be seen by the human eye, at least you can't."

In fact, he couldn't see it at first, but with the blessing of the agent's insight talent, the 20% improvement in insight was enough for him to vaguely see the slender line.

…

basement.

The secretary frowned and turned the screen to the room: "BOSS, there is someone in the room and the elevator has been activated."

"What?"

Milo was still a little dissatisfied with her for making arbitrary decisions, but when he heard her words, his expression changed slightly: "Calling up all the surveillance cameras in the house to see who came in."

Living room, kitchen, bathroom...

No, none.

The two of them glanced at each other subconsciously, and their expressions became solemn at the same time.

The silence did not last long. The secretary touched lightly with his teeth and opened and closed his thin lips: "I don't think it's a thief. The other party seems to know this place very well. We can only see a vague shadow, and we can't even see the corners of his clothes.

Not only did he accurately avoid all surveillance, but he also did not trigger any warning devices. This is simply unbelievable, unless he is the designer here..."

"Designer?"

Milo's face was gloomy. The layout of the house, the placement of furniture, and the layout of the institutions were all constructed by him through chip calculations. The designer was himself.

Will he tell others how his lair is arranged?

Total nonsense!

So the question is, how did the other party know and how did he know the layout of the house so clearly? Is it a prophet?

"Check, check if there are any traces of intrusion into the system."

"No, BOSS, the system is operating normally."

The secretary shook his head and called up a picture: "Our people have arrived at the abandoned factory and found two motorcycles at the door. According to the picture analysis, it is the car they just bought. They are waiting for the next step of instructions."

Milo frowned, subconsciously glanced at the elevator, and said in a deep voice: "Let them continue to act, time is running out, catch those two damn bastards as soon as possible, and rescue my son."

Milo didn't take this unknown uninvited guest too seriously.

The secretary is his biggest trump card.

No one could have imagined that a charming and charming girl could be a vicious killing weapon.

…

Jack: "Just go in like this?"

"of course not."

Yan Yu looked at the elevator that looked like the mouth of a hungry beast and snapped his fingers at Jack: "Where's the bite stick I asked you to bring before? It's time to take it out."

"What are you doing?"

Jack was getting more and more confused, but his hands were not slow and he took out two arm-length metal rods from his bag and handed them to him.

"Although you have a mask and are not afraid of poisonous gas, how are you going to get out?"

Yan Yu pressed the button on the stick, and with a muffled sound, both sides of the metal stick popped out, blocking the elevator door, and it clicked and stopped shrinking.

Two sticks, one up and one down, force the elevator door not to close.

At this time, Yan Yu walked in, took off the sword from his back and poked hard, making a visible dent in the flat steel plate at the upper left corner, and then stretched out several slender lines.

"It really does."

Jack secretly smacked his tongue, his eyes fell on the metal rod, and he was so impressed by Yan Yu.

Is he cheating?

this……

Turn it off, it's boring.

Yan Yu refused his move to follow and said in a deep voice: "Jack, wait here. It's very dangerous down there. Wait for my signal before you pull me up."

Jack thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. For Yan Yu, a pervert, to say the word danger, it only proved that it was indeed dangerous and that this danger was unavoidable.
Chapter completed!