Night, wind.


    Kenya is located in the tropics. Even in winter, it will not be too cold, but at the same time, it is in the monsoon zone. The vast grassland wind blows all the year round. Every time it turns, these natural messengers will stay here and roar and wander.


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


    At 17:10, Hashim finished his joint with faramin with wine. After some abuse, he was kicked out by his master like every black slave who didn''t live very well.


    Almost everyone in the black gold heard faraming''s arrogant instructions. He asked Hashim to spend the night in the field outside the fort. As long as he was not taken away by the beast when the sun rises tomorrow, he had to prepare a rich breakfast for his master before 9 o''clock.


    At 18:40, Mr. Howard Johnson, who showed his dignity in the slaves, washed and stripped himself, put on new clothes, and went to the city hall garden to find fragrance.


    At 19:20, the hotel delivered the dinner for two to the suite. I only saw the beautiful waitress full of exotic guarding alone in the empty boudoir. It seemed that she was not surprised by all this and could not see any dissatisfaction with her expression and action.


    She asked the waiter to put the dinner outside the door and explained in strange Portuguese that Mr. Howard Johnson didn''t like his maid''s contact with men, especially when he was away.


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


    Then, at 22 o''clock sharp, Xiao Sanmei opened her eyes in the dark living room and started to push open the closed window lattice.


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


    The castle is built in the narrow protrusion of the cliff. The designer makes full use of the space. There is a certain empty space for people to collect and distribute, and the left and right are almost close to the edge of the cliff.


    The window of the luxury suite faces to the north. The distance between that direction and the cliff is only three meters away. There are sparse trees planted. Obviously, it is not harmful to drive in the walkway, but it is very easy to give people the illusion that they are standing near the abyss from the outside of the room.


    Xiao Sanmei feels this illusion now.


    She smiled disdainfully and jumped onto the window sill with only fist width. She let the wind blow her face and her clothes hunt. The whole person was motionless.


    Immediately she jumped up again, stretched her body in mid air, and gently pinched the top of the window with her seemingly weak palm.


    The window was not locked at a certain angle, and the shaking skin cut from thin iron sheet was not strong enough to carry people''s weight, but she hung it. From the moment she climbed the window, the whole window was as stable and static as a fixed curse. Only the shaking skin was difficult and honest to convey the overburdened status quo.


    She climbed the window with one hand, turned over her body in the air, and grabbed it with both hands. Holding the window, she began to climb, using the concave convex window lattice as the force point, and easily stood on the window.


    She got up and stood up. The height difference of more than three meters between the second floor and the third floor was easily smoothed out.


    She used her foot arch to exert exquisite force, the open window closed slowly, leaned steadily against the stone wall, and sent the window on the third floor to her.


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


    But the window didn''t open with the latch. It was hidden and couldn''t see what was going on. Xiao Sanmei leaned over the window and listened gently. Unfortunately, she couldn''t hear any noise in the house.


    The window under her feet fell. She knew it was time, pried open the window and turned into the house.


    This is an ordinary two room. There are not 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 keeping a diary.


    Xiao Sanmei naturally opened her diary and found that it was written in Portuguese


    "Well, Portuguese people write diaries in Portuguese. What''s there to write?" she closed her diary again, walked to the door and listened to the movement outside the door.


    The result is very bad


    There were no patrols outside the door she worried about, but the noise in the aisle was comparable to the market, even worse than the market.


    Those people''s stomachs are full of wine, their tongues are wide, and they shout strange things. It is still Portuguese that wreaks havoc on their eardrums, and it is difficult to distinguish even the most basic words and sentences.


    "I need an interpreter." she wrinkled her nose and said to herself. She turned around and repeated her old skill. She went up from the third floor to the fourth floor and closed the window on the third floor.


    The good news is that there are people in the room on the fourth floor. The bad news is that there are a lot of people in it. Excluding the possibility that a person has multiple voice lines and talks to himself, there are at least three.


    Xiao Sanmei lay motionless outside the windowsill. Her petite body was like a gecko, quietly waiting for the hunting opportunity that might never come.


    She kept waiting for nearly ten minutes. When she was about to give up, she finally heard the most complex short sentence she could understand in the room: "Adeus, Bruder."


    Bye, brother.


    Xiao Sanmei''s spirit perked up. Listening to the spirit at the root of the wall, she became more and more focused. Sure enough, she heard the sound of the door opening and closing.


    The three voices became one, talking to themselves not far from the window.


    Xiao Sanmei made up the room in her mind.


    From the opening and closing of the door to the walking of the people in the room, and then to the place where he stopped talking to himself, she guessed that the rooms on the fourth floor had a similar structure to the luxury suites on the second floor, about the size of five to six sets of double dormitories on the third floor.


    She pried open the window as usual, grabbed the windowsill with one hand and hid herself under the window. Then she opened the window.


    The window opened a crack and was soon blown into a large sheet by the night wind. There was a sound of paper splashing in the room. The man scolded and stood up, probably thinking he had forgotten to hang the latch of the window.


    The man leaned out of the window to pull the window back. In the process, he leaned forward, leaned out of the window and looked at Xiao Sanmei unprepared.


    "Tropico." the three younger sisters whispered and held their arms up. Before the man shouted, their palms pinched the intersection of the man''s jaw and neck.


    She stood firmly on the windowsill, half kneeling on the windowsill, her eyes as high as men.


    "Don''t struggle, don''t resist, don''t cry for help. Since I can see you in this way, I''m sure you can''t make any sound. But I promise, no one can be as silent as you."


    The man nodded quickly.


    "Great, you know English. That''s the best answer I''ve heard tonight." sister Xiao loosened her jaw grip a little. "Please answer me in English. Do you know paulieta fisdilano?"


    "Recognize... Know."


    "Where does he live?"


    "He''s in... My... Opposite room, but you need to go through the aisle. There are at least six or seven people there."


    "Opposite? Call him to your room."


    "I can''t do it, madam." the man smiled bitterly. "He is the vice captain of the second team, and I am the captain of the third team. We have no subordinate relationship, and he won''t accept my orders."


    Xiao Sanmei frowned discontentedly. Suddenly, when she swept her sleeves in front of the man, Emei spikes flew out, leaped over 10 meters, and accurately pierced the clock, just in the small window at the top of the clock.


    "I''ll let you go, but if you dare to shout, I won''t be in trouble."


    "Yes, madam..."