Chapter 70

On the contrary, the theater is not as terrible as expected. The ceiling is already dilapidated. The hazy light from nowhere allows the theater to barely see the items without reaching out.

But the floor of the theater was also rotten. There were holes everywhere. Through the holes, you could see the dark lake below. The steps were soft and made a "creak" sound, so that Sharon and Jamie walked carefully, worried that they might fall at any time.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

They walked smoothly through the auditorium and came to the stage. It is clear at a glance here, and nothing unusual has been found. Then the most likely place to hide things is the backstage.

Through the thick red curtain, climb up the trembling stairs to the overpass at the top of the stage. Then Sharon and her husband stepped on the overpass carefully and moved to the opposite side bit by bit, so that they came to the entrance of the backstage.

"What kind of shit design is this? It's scary!"

Jamie muttered.

Sharon turned his head and looked at the wooden overpass dangling in mid air with a chain: "this retreat is too dangerous."

"What?" Jamie came up and whispered, "did you find anything?"

Instead of paying attention to him, Sharon stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain beside the overpass. It was very strong. If there was an emergency, the curtain could also be used as a temporary retreat.

"Be careful," Sharon whispered back to Jamie. "According to my experience in watching movies for many years, the more dark the place is, the more likely there are moths."

"What moth?" Jamie looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"Well... With your knowledge level, it's difficult for me to explain to you. In short, be careful."

"I've been very careful, okay? If you say so now, I'm even more afraid."

"A man is a big husband. What are you afraid of?" Sharon pushed Jamie to the front. "Don't worry, I'll always be behind you."

“……”

Although Jamie is dissatisfied with Sharon's behavior of letting himself walk through the thunder, considering that his shooting skills are very bad and that Sharon is a detective, he should not die or run away, so Jamie still walks ahead.

Through the narrow corridor, I opened a rotten wooden door, and a pungent smell came to my face.

Sharon grabbed Jamie and said in a low voice, "be careful, it's corpse smell."

Jamie's hand trembled slightly with the flashlight. "Hey, agent Xie, don't scare me."

"You think I'll joke at this time," Sharon whispered. "In short, you must listen to me clearly in a moment, bow your head, turn around, and let you run without turning back. Do you know?"

Jamie smiled bitterly and nodded, "I want to run now."

"In fact, in theory, you really should withdraw." Sharon said very seriously, "but the enemy arranged such a big game to lead you into the urn. I'm afraid it won't be so simple to let you go, so I think you're safer around me."

Jamie shook his head and gritted his teeth. "It's just a joke, agent Xie. For Lisa, for Bohr, for my family, how could I escape? "

Sharon patted Jamie on the shoulder with deep meaning, and Jamie nodded quietly.

They moved forward slowly.

It seems that the backstage was separated by curtains in those days, so that now there are still many ragged curtains hanging horizontally. They flutter and shake from time to time with the breeze blowing from nowhere.

These damned cloth strips not only obstructed the sight, but also caused Sharon's misjudgment because they kept floating.

Jamie has more than once mistaken the dancing cloth for a person who dances strangely.

Although startled step by step, there has been no substantive danger. They finally came to the deepest place backstage.

Along the way, in addition to tables, chairs and benches, there were some damaged tools. No suspicious items were found, not even dolls.

"Agent Xie, did we miss something?" Jamie looked at the front wall and turned to Sharon reluctantly. "It's the end. There's nothing here. There's neither Mary Shaw nor Ella."

Xie Lun's doubts also increased greatly. According to the truth, it shouldn't be. This kind of place is very suitable for brushing boss.

Even if there is no big boss, there should be two small bosses.

We are all ready, go all out, fight carefully, and nothing happens?

Jamie suggested carefully, "why don't we take another turn?"

Sharon patted the long gun in his hand reluctantly: "is it because we are too well prepared to frighten each other?"

Jamie looked at the heavily armed Sharon and said, "it's possible. It's scary to see you with a long gun and a short gun."

"Why don't I go out first and leave you to fish here?"

"Don't," Jamie shivered. "My pants aren't dry yet."

Sharon snorted and said coldly, "in fact, there's another way. Since the other party doesn't show up, we'll force her out."

"What should I do?"

"Easy," Sharon pulled a piece of cloth. "Set fire to this place!"

"Ah?" Jamie was stunned. "Are you kidding?"

Sharon took out his lighter: "what do you think?"

Jamie recalled the crisp and silent situation when Sharon burned the puppet. He nodded bitterly, "come on, give me a box of matches and I'll light one for you."

Before the voice fell, an object fell from the ceiling and hit Sharon and Jamie heavily.

With this thing falling, there are strips of cloth.

Sharon looked warily at the big guy covered by the cloth. He remembered clearly that when he came in, he clearly looked over his head. There is nothing but a broken ceiling.

So where did this thing come from?

"Hello, Jamie... Jamie, hello..."

Strange emphasis sounded from under the cloth. It sounded as if someone was holding his voice so that he couldn't recognize men and women.

The cold sweat on Jamie's forehead burst out in an instant and said in a trembling voice, "who are you?"

"Me? Jie Jie...... "the voice was strange and smiled," haven't you been looking for me? "

"Mary Shaw?" Sharon suddenly said, "don't play tricks. Did you come out on your own initiative or did I help you?"

"Unexpectedly, there is a little mouse who likes to be busy. Well, please help me..."

Sharon opened the fire without hesitation. HK416 sprayed a dazzling flame and directly tore the cloth strip covered on the object to pieces.

The deafening gunfire echoed in the room, making Jamie cover her ears involuntarily.

After shooting a shuttle, Sharon pulled out his loaded shotgun and shot two more salt bullets.

Smoke filled the air, debris swirled, and a tall figure slowly appeared.

"You really shot!"