The apocalyptic livestream attracted a lot of haters, alarming the government.

In the days leading up to it, Zhao Huai would be snoring away long before midnight.

But for some reason today, this guy is like he has a mole on his butt, tossing and turning and showing no sign of wanting to sleep.

Ye Xiao leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes to rest, and pretended to doze off little by little with his head down, but he lifted his eyelids slightly to secretly observe Zhao Huai to the side.

Around 12:30, Zhao Huai, who had been tossing and turning on the sofa, suddenly sat up.

Ye Xiao, who was lying on the sofa, immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A rustling sound came from the side, and a gaze clearly fell on Ye Xiao, as if to confirm whether he was really asleep.

Then, Ye Xiao heard faint footsteps heading in the direction of the "pregnancy room".

What was Zhao Huai doing in the maternity ward?

This was the question that immediately popped into Ye Xiao's mind.

Inspection?

No, it doesn't seem like it.

Zhao Huai had previously said that all you need to do at night is stay outside, and they will call out if needed.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Ye Xiao, taking advantage of the darkness, half-opened one eye and quietly peeked at the door of the maternity ward.

Zhao Huai carefully pushed the door open and went inside. Not long after, he came out.

A figure followed behind him. The two did not turn on their flashlights, but relied on the dim glow of a charging nightlight in the corner.

The figure following behind Zhao Huai was slightly bulky. The two of them, one in front and one behind, had their probing gazes fixed on Ye Xiao on the sofa.

Ye Xiao pretended to snore, his slightly squinted eyes barely visible in the darkness.

The two of them, trying to hide their presence, pulled and tugged at each other as they walked toward a corner not far away, and then stopped.

That location was in Ye Xiao's blind spot; he couldn't see what the two were doing, but he could hear some sounds.

In the dimly lit room, in order not to reveal that he was still awake, Ye Xiao focused on pretending to be fast asleep, rhythmically increasing the intensity of his breathing.

Not long after, a strange sound came from the corner at the back—a suppressed, heavy breathing sound, a soft, coquettish sound…

Realizing what that sound was, Ye Xiao couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He was wondering what was wrong with Zhao Huai today. Was he burning with lust?

This woman must be almost fifty years old, right? Zhao Huai looks really hungry.

Having initially thought there would be some special discovery, Ye Xiao turned over on the sofa with slight disappointment.

The noises made the sounds of moaning and groaning on the other end were cut off.

The viewers in the live stream couldn't see the scene in the corner, they could only hear ambiguous sounds, but they weren't excited at all, and the comments they sent conveyed a strong sense of powerlessness.

[Two and a half years of practice: Raise the camera up a bit, and you can't see anything.]

[Pharaoh Elden: You must be hungry too. What's so interesting about them kissing?]

[Falling into the Sea to Become an Immortal: Help! I don't want to hear this, I feel like my ears are dirty.]

[Han Jiangxue: Poor Xiao Ge]

……

Ye Xiao felt frustrated and helpless, but he could only listen to the noise behind him.

Those people in the "pregnancy room" are naturally not allowed to get close, but the elderly woman guarding the room is not only asymptomatic but also menopausal, so she is not afraid of getting pregnant.

There are surveillance cameras in the "pregnancy room," so they can only do it secretly in the lobby outside.

...Zhao Huai has considered things quite thoroughly.

Fortunately, this ordeal didn't last long, ending in just a few minutes.

The hall returned to calm. The middle-aged woman returned to the "pregnancy room" with several glances back. Zhao Huaisong slumped down on the sofa to one side.

He let out an extremely tired sigh, and then fell silent, satisfied.

Ye Xiao lay motionless on the sofa for over an hour.

After confirming that only rhythmic snoring remained on one side of the sofa,

He breathed a slight sigh of relief and sat up from the sofa.

The clock struck 1:40. At this point, Lan Ling should have reached the workshop's ventilation shaft.

Inside the square ventilation duct, Lan Ling started from the guest room area, carefully passing through several rooms before reaching the empty corridor area.

Because she had to carry equipment, she wasn't moving very fast.

But she already knew the route of the ventilation duct like the back of her hand, and arrived at the ventilation duct opening inside the workshop quickly and precisely.

The workshop has a high ceiling, and the central area is sunken, which increases the ceiling height from the original three meters to four meters.

The camera is installed in the innermost corner of the ceiling, facing the area in front, and can monitor almost the entire workspace.

However, it is not without its blind spots.

Located to the side of the camera, in the innermost part of the inner wall, the upper part of the area is a blind spot for surveillance, and there, near the ceiling, is the ventilation opening.

At this moment, the metal window of the ventilation vent was carefully removed and slowly lowered, revealing a square opening.

Lan Ling lay there, then reached out and changed direction, lifting the huge metal frame into her hand and suspending it against the wall.

Then he carefully moved his body and peeked his head out of the vent.

A dim light shone from the ventilation duct on one side.

Using the dim light, Lan Ling slowly extended her other hand and took the round watch face off her left wrist.

Then, he used his teeth to bite out a thin silver line from one side of the dial, until it stretched to a length of two meters.

Then, Lan Ling held one end of the silver wire and the round watch face in her hand, and threw it toward the camera about two meters away in the corner.

Hey!

With a slight click, the round dial firmly adhered to the side of the camera, and a green progress bar quickly began to move on the dial.

Lan Ling carefully moved her body, biting the round end of the silver wire in her mouth, still holding the metal window in one hand, and opening the toolbox on the side with the other.

Using the dim light, she nimbly and quickly operated the computer keyboard with one hand, and the monitoring screen appeared on the computer screen.

By capturing a still image and then replacing it with the original image, the camera will only transmit that single, frozen still image.

"Ha, all done!"

Lan Ling breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the time in the lower right corner. Ye Xiao should be arriving soon.

Lan Ling tore off a piece of adhesive tape and stuck one end of the silver wire to the wall. Then she took out a rope, carefully threaded it through the metal frame, and lowered the metal frame to the ground.

After securing the rope with tape, Lan Ling moved her body and climbed into the ventilation duct.

Ye Xiao carefully closed the iron gate that led from the corridor to the workshop.

Holding a flashlight, he slowly walked to the workshop entrance, stopped, and quietly waited for news from Lan Ling.

Not long after, a strange sound came from the top of the corridor not far away:

“pcipci!”

Ye Xiao understood. Without further hesitation, he glanced cautiously at the iron gate in the distance, took out his key, and inserted it into the lock.