Thriller Night Talk

That was the sound of glass being broken.

After several walls, it sounded dull and far away, and I could barely make out a general direction. Beiquan reckoned that it should come from the back door.

Everyone on the table stopped their knives and forks.

"what happened?"

Akihiko Yamamoto looked suspicious.

The housekeeper and two maids who were busy in the kitchen obviously also heard this movement.

The three of them came out of the kitchen one after another.

"Maybe the cat at home knocked the cup on the ground."

The butler smiled and comforted the guests at home.

"Alanka."

At this time, Daniel, who had been absent-minded during the meal, suddenly spoke.

He directly called the African-American maid by name:

"You go and see what's going on."

The maid who was called looked at the butler.

The butler raised his chin and motioned for her to do so.

So Alanka put a teapot in her hand on the table, turned around and left the restaurant.

"Everyone, please continue eating."

The butler said with a smile.

When everyone heard this, the expressions on their faces relaxed a lot.

There are only two exceptions.

Beiquan moved his gaze to the face of one of the two men.

That was Daniel who just asked the maid Alanka to see what happened.

Bei Quan felt that Daniel's acting skills were obviously not good enough.

Although he tried his best to pretend to be indifferent, the cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes constantly drifting towards the door, and his hand holding the fork but just poking at the dinner plate all showed a fact—— —This person must know what the crisp sound just now meant.

Beiquan stretched his hand under the table, and lightly tapped Wei Fuyuan's knee twice.

This is their secret code.

Wei Fuyuan turned to look at him, the eyes of the two met, and they silently exchanged a look that only each other could understand.

Immediately afterwards, they heard the maid Alanka yelling:

"You - ugh!"

Gunshots rang out, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Everyone jumped up.

The gunshot was silenced, and it wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"Call the police!"

The lawyer immediately took out the mobile phone in his pocket, "I, I called 911!"

The butler reflexively took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to see what was going on outside.

But as soon as he moved, he was immediately stopped by Beiquan.

When it is unclear how many intruders there are and what weapons these intruders are carrying, for ordinary people, going out directly now is courting death.

Just then the lawyer screamed:

"My phone has no signal! No signal!!"

"Damn!"

Daniel also looked at his mobile phone and shouted:

"Me too, the phone has no signal!"

Beiquan glanced at him and thought that his acting skills were really bad.

In fact, Daniel has been paying attention to the screen of his mobile phone since he was at the dinner table. If there is no signal, he will not find out until now.

"It's a cell phone signal jammer!"

Akihiko Yamamoto's face was pale, and his two slightly delicate eyebrows were twisted into knots, "As long as you know the channel, you can buy one online for thirty dollars!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the restaurant suddenly became chaotic.

"Yes, is it a robber?"

Mary, a young and beautiful maid, seemed frightened by the gunshots, and she covered her face and cried shrilly, but there was no one to comfort her now.

Wei Fuyuan looked at Beiquan: "What should we do now?"

It took only a second of thinking for Bei Quan to make a decision: "Everyone go to the kitchen!"

There is no door between the dining room and the corridor. If they stay here, they will only be attacked by intruders.

Beiquan could guess the identity of the gangsters, so he felt that they could not stay here any longer.

This mansion has three kitchens, big and small.

Beiquan remembered that the room connected to the dining room had a window. Although the window could not lead directly to the outside, it connected to a patio surrounded by walls.

There, they can find their way to other corridors.

"But, but... Shouldn't we find a way to call the police now?"

Daniel tried to get them to stay, but couldn't think of a good reason in haste.

So no one else is going to listen to him.

"You can wait here."

At the end, Beiquan turned his head, smiled at Daniel who was still hesitant and refused to leave, and said mockingly.

Daniel's complexion suddenly changed.

He didn't know what to think of, and it looked like Beiquan's eyes became fierce and full of killing intent.

It's just that he didn't say anything, just spat on the floor, and then quickly followed.

Everyone ran into the kitchen, and under Bei Quan's instructions, they overturned the sundry shelf and used it to block the door.

As the most frequently used large kitchen in the mansion, it used to provide three meals for a dozen minors and a dozen helpers. Naturally, it is much larger than an ordinary family kitchen, and the kitchen counter alone can accommodate Four people work side by side without interfering with each other.

Everyone ran to the window.

Wei Fuyuan stretched out his hand to open the door.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bei Quan held him down, and at the same time, he unfolded his spiritual consciousness to check the surrounding situation.

Beiquan had to make sure there wasn't a gun-wielding killer lurking outside the window, because he didn't want anything wrong with his precious assistant.

Within the range covered by the spiritual consciousness, all objects with energy—whether they are living or non-living—will be displayed in his perception in the form of various halos.

Just in order not to expose himself in front of the unidentified operator, Beiquan had to be concealed enough.

So he just looked out the window cautiously with his head, pretending that he was just an ordinary person who was thoughtful and calm in times of crisis.

"Okay, there should be no one outside."

Beiquan said.

Wei Fuyuan opened the window, flipped out the window neatly, and stretched out his hand towards Beiquan: "Come up!"

Beiquan handed Wei Fuyuan his hand, and with his strength, he crossed the window edge.

The others were obviously not as agile as the two of them, so they had to move a chair and get out one by one.

The windows of the kitchen were supposed to face the courtyard, but every year Chen Dafa asked people to renovate and expand it. Other rooms were built on three sides of it. Just to ensure the ventilation and safety of the kitchen, an open-air space like a patio was left. That's all.

"No, there is still no signal!"

The lawyer took his mobile phone and anxiously circled the courtyard a few times, trying to find even a signal.

"Do you have a landline at home?"

Beiquan clearly remembered that he had seen a desktop landline in the living room, and he believed that such a large house could not have no extension.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

The butler nodded quickly, and pointed to the left hand side:

"The corridor over there can lead to the small study on the first floor, and there is a telephone in the study!"

So everyone turned from the patio into the corridor window.

From the floor plan of the mansion, this corridor is located on the west side, in the shape of a "T", with stairs at both ends of the short side, and there are three rooms on the left and right sides of the long side in the middle, two large and one small, on the outside It was the study they were looking for, but it was actually not far from the patio they drilled in.

As the person who is most familiar with the terrain of this house, the housekeeper naturally leads the way.

However, just as the butler turned the corner of the "T" corridor, there was a gunshot.

The housekeeper screamed, covered his shoulders and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more "bang, bang".

Someone fired three shots at him.

The next two shots hit the housekeeper firmly, and the poor middle-aged man fell silent immediately.

The rest of the people suddenly became confused.

In panic, everyone ran.

Beiquan grabbed Wei Fuyuan's arm to ensure that they would not run away.

More gunshots sounded behind them, but no one dared to look back, they could only run away blindly, praying that the bullets of the criminals would not shoot themselves.

Everyone happened to be attacked at the T-shaped corner.

After the gunfire, some people ran in another direction, and some people turned around and turned back. The group inevitably split into two groups.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan ran on the other side of the T.

In the panic, there was another person who chose the same direction as them—it was the nearly fifty-year-old lawyer.

The gunmen who attacked them also began to chase them.

The man held an MP5 in his hand, shouted "Don't move", and shot three shots at the three people who were running.

It's just that he didn't know whether he had a bad aim or missed the aim, and all three shots hit the wall.

But three shots in the air were enough to make the lawyer's legs go weak with fright.

He staggered and fell to the ground. He was quickly chased by the gunmen, and the barrel of the gun hit the back of his head.

But the lawyer's fall helped Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan buy time.

The two ran to the stairs, took three steps at a time, and went upstairs quickly.

They ran forward all the way, relying on the complex terrain of the house to throw off the pursuers behind.

"Go find the phone and call the police!"

Before the bandits could catch up, Beiquan said to Wei Fuyuan:

"There are more than one gangster, and everyone has weapons in their hands. I can't protect everyone here alone!"

Wei Fuyuan nodded.

The two of them had never walked through this corridor before, and Guan Hu Suying hadn't had time to explore the way, so Beiquan could only use his spiritual consciousness to look for the landline while being on guard.

Wei Fuyuan asked: "Beiquan, tell me, who are those gangsters?"

Beiquan glanced at him, and asked without answering, "What do you think?"

"Those people obviously came prepared, and they probably have already figured out the basic situation of this house."

Wei Fuyuan caught a quick glimpse of the gangster just now.

It was a man with a ski hood on his head, his face was tightly covered, and his age could not be seen, but his height was estimated to be about the same as his own, at least 1.8 meters five or more, and his figure was very strong, exposed outside The muscles in his two arms are knotted, and it looks like he has been trained.

"If it's just a burglary, why not do it when there are least people around? ... I mean, before we're here."

Wei Fuyuan thought for a while:

"So, I guess, they're probably after us."

Beiquan glanced at Wei Fuyuan again, with a smile in his eyes.

"good."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Wei Fuyuan's prickly hair, "Our little Wei is making great progress!"