Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio As soon as the man bent down, Bohemia quickly crawled out from the other side of the desk. The man immediately realized that the man under the desk had gotten up, so he quickly followed suit. She stood behind the desk, picked up the phone on the desk, and smashed it on the man's face.
Before the man could straighten his back, he was hit by the phone. With a muffled groan, he fell back to the floor. Bohemia did not dare to give him a chance to see her face. She quickly bent down and grabbed the secretary's chair, intending to lift it up.
Who would have thought that this task, which was usually as easy as picking up a pen, would cause her arms to go limp and she almost fell on the chair. Seizing the opportunity, the man on the floor hurriedly rolled to the other side of the desk. Not only was he not hit by the chair, but he also happened to block the door.
Damn it!
Bohemia was afraid that the man would see her face. The objective of the game was very clear. No one should know that "she" was in the office building tonight. This meant that as long as her identity was not exposed, the mission was not considered a failure.
In a moment of desperation, Bohemia glanced over the table and found something glimmering in the dim moonlight. She grabbed the table and quickly crawled back under the table.
The man cursed in a muffled voice. Bohemia could not tell who it was. Then, the pair of slippers reappeared on the edge of the desk. The man seemed to be afraid of being discovered as well. Even though he was furious, he clenched his teeth and kept quiet. When he bent down and reached under the desk, Bohemia raised her hand and stabbed the paper knife she had found on the desk into the man's arm, which was covered by the sleeve.
The man's voice, which had changed in pitch and was being suppressed, broke the silence in the room into pieces. Bohemia felt that the voice was familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before. She did not have time to think about it. She pulled out the paper knife and crawled out from the other side of the desk like a squirrel.
This time, the man had learned his lesson. Enduring the pain, he took two big steps forward and stood between Bohemia and the door. She lowered her head and covered her face with her hair. She took a few steps back, but she ended up in a corner between the office desk and the wall.
Seeing that there was an opportunity, the man made a low growl and strode towards Bohemia. Although Bohemia was only an ordinary woman, her combat sense and quick reflexes were not affected at all. She kicked the trash can under the desk, and it rolled forward. Caught off guard, the man tripped over the trash can and fell to the ground.
Bohemia nimbly climbed up the desk, jumped over the chair on the floor, and rushed to the office door before the man could get up. She twisted the door lock and rushed into the corridor.
When she turned around and closed the door with a loud bang, the back of the door was also hit by the person who pounced on it. Bohemia quickly grabbed the doorknob and held it tightly. The man was also pulling the doorknob inwards with increasing strength. It was not something a woman could withstand.
Seeing that the gap between the door and the door was getting wider and wider, Bohemia reached her hand into the gap and stabbed the man with the paper knife again. She had no idea where she stabbed the man. She quickly let go of the door, turned around, and ran away.
People always needed a split second to react when they were in pain. The man let out another cry of pain. Pulling out the knife, he regained his composure, opened the door, and rushed into the corridor. But the corridor was white and empty. There was no sign of Bohemia.
Hiding behind the door of the Warden's office, Bohemia let out a sigh of relief. Her hands and feet were trembling, and her heart was beating fast.
She was afraid that the man would hear the sound of the door closing, so when she rushed into the Warden's office, she did not even dare to close the door tightly. If the man was paranoid, he would have noticed that the door was open. Fortunately, he did not expect that the person who attacked him in the middle of the night was the Warden.
While Bohemia was catching her breath, Descartes also slowly floated over to her.
"There was someone outside the window just now," it said in a lukewarm tone.
Do I need your bullsh * t!
Bohemia was furious. She squeezed it into a piece of chewing gum and scolded in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I called you, but you didn't have the patience to talk to me!"
"Bullsh * t! You keep talking to me like you have a bad signal. Can't you just say what you want to say? "
Descartes was indomitable. No matter how Bohemia tormented it with her Higher Consciousness, it always had something to say after it recovered. They scolded each other back and forth for a while. Suddenly, they quieted down at the same time.
"Well... you seem to have returned to your office." Descartes said some nonsense again, but Bohemia was not in the mood to mock it.
Indeed, she was back in the Warden's office.
The mysterious person who had sneaked up the stairs and went back after seeing the lights in her office was on. His target was this office … And now, the soft, slow footsteps sounded from the corridor again, walking towards this office with the lights off.
This time, the footsteps were slightly faster.
The man who was beaten up by Bohemia in the Beef Secretary's office just now had a loud footstep when he left. Perhaps the mysterious man had also heard it. When he went upstairs and found that the light in the Warden's office was off, anyone would think that the person who just left was the Warden.
"It's good that people think that you've come home from work." Descartes forgot about the past quickly. He turned his head and immersed himself in the game again, "But you're basically trapped in the house. As soon as he opens the door and finds that it is not locked, he will immediately know that there is something wrong in the room. "
She should have known that the game would not just let her sleep for a night.
Bohemia almost burst into tears. There was a shutter in the Warden's office. The process of opening the shutter and crawling out could even wake up a ghost. Besides, she was just an ordinary person. How could she jump down from the second floor?
Looking at the office again, the only place where she could hide was the cabinet in the corner.
"You are in a desperate situation again," Descartes commented.
"Shut up," was the last word Bohemia spat at it.
Not long after she hid herself, the door of the Warden's office was gently pushed open by a hand. Apparently, the person outside the door realized that something was wrong. He let the door slide open slowly and stood at the door for a few seconds, looking around but not going in. The dim white light in the corridor cast his shadow on the floor, and the shape of the shadow was clearly that of a man.
The shadow on the floor paused for a moment. One of his hands reached for his waist and pulled out a small black shadow. He put his hands on the black shadow and put them beside him. Then, he slowly took a step into the room. The man seemed to look around and then fixed his eyes on the bookcase in the corner of the room.
The sound of the soles of his shoes stepping on the floor was so soft that it almost sounded like an illusion. When he suddenly pulled the door open, the door hit the wall with a bang. The sound was so loud that it could almost knock one's heart out. The man hurriedly took two steps back and pointed the black shadow at the bookcase for a few seconds. Finally, he slowly put down his hand.
After rummaging through the bookcase, the man straightened his back and looked around the office. Seeing that there was no one around, he tucked the black shadow back into his waist.
"Have you ever played the game of whack-a-mole?" Descartes, who was floating in the air, suddenly asked.
Bohemia did not dare to speak now. She held her breath and stuck close to the wall outside the Warden's office.
She was standing behind the door. When the man walked to the bookcase in the corner, she carefully walked out from behind him and exited the Warden's office without making a sound. But after entering the corridor, that was the real problem: where should she hide next?
"... Although I have never played it, some of the people I have recruited have played it. Let me tell you, it's the same as you are now. Whatever hole you pop your head out of, that hole will attract the hammer-- Bang! "said Descartes, not forgetting to use his voice and expression." You are like a gopher. You hide very quickly. "
Bohemia just wanted to know how long it was until dawn.
"Maybe I should move back to Secretary Beef's office," she thought to herself. She did not think that the person who was stabbed by her would come back again.
Just as she thought of this, a "beep" sound came from the office, immediately interrupting her thoughts. The sound was very familiar. Not long ago, when she entered the password of the safe, the keyboard made the same sound. Bohemia's heart skipped a beat, and then she heard the safe's lock open. The person knew her safe's password.
When she opened the safe, there was only Secretary Beef in the room. So the person in the room now must be...
"It's not him," Descartes floated to the door and stretched his body to look inside. "It's not your secretary... But this guy's back looks a little familiar."
Bohemia was startled, and then she realized a more urgent problem.
How did the person find the password? It was not urgent at the moment. The problem was that she had already emptied the safe! Once the person found out that there was nothing in the safe, he would immediately stand up. If he became suspicious...
"Hmm?" A man's low voice came from the room.
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