Chapter 6 Assassination Part 2

  The phone call from Bao Wu made Jiang Zonghang certain of his goal, but now the trouble is not small. The main entrance of the Royal Suite has surveillance cameras and identity recognition in addition to security guards.

  While Delong definitely has bodyguards, those bodyguards are absolutely not ordinary people. If they were to forcefully rush in, the possibility of them losing control is high, and the noise would be extraordinary. Once they startle the snake in the grass, the mission may fail.

  It seems that the original plan has been cancelled, and we need to find another breakthrough. At this moment, Jiang Zonghao stood up and walked towards the bathroom, raised his head to look at the hidden ventilation window in the bathroom, and a smile appeared on his face.

  He immediately climbed up the partition of the bathroom, stood up, and barely reached the top of the ceiling. He gently opened the ventilation opening on the ceiling, and fortunately, the hole was large enough to accommodate a person's body.

  The sky was narrow and dirty, the air was polluted, and dust filled everywhere. Every few steps Jiang Zonghang took, the dust he stirred up would drill straight into his nostrils.

  From the far right to the far left, the physical toll was quite large. When he was near the Royal Suite area, Jiang Zonghang was exhausted, and he didn't dare to breathe heavily. The dust above was already torturing his lungs, and the sweat and dust made him know how disheveled and dirty he looked without even thinking about it.

  In front of him was the triple ventilation outlet, and after passing through the triple ventilation outlet was the area of the royal suite. Seeing that victory was in sight, Jiang Zonghang accelerated his crawling speed, but not far from where he crawled, his crawling body suddenly came to a standstill.

  Not good, at the corner of the three-forked ventilation outlet, there is actually a monitor, with only its head exposed, and if you don't look carefully, it's really not easy to find.

  The security system of the Athena Plaza Hotel was done well, but the surveillance camera in the air vent on the ceiling wasn't mentioned in the intelligence report. It's probably a later installation, and there should be more than one. Jiang Zonghao could only smile wryly at this unexpected discovery.

  If he were on flat ground, he would have a hundred ways to get past, but at this moment, he had no way out.

  Have to think of another way, Jiang Zonghang looked around and found that the area he was in should be the VIP guest room area. Underneath the iron grid plate where his body was lying, there were dense pipes of various diameters. He carefully lifted the iron grid plate in front of him and took a look, but was very disappointed. Even if he crawled through the pipe area below, the monitor would still be able to detect him.

  Jiang Zonghang hesitated for a moment, then shrank down further, from the bottom to the air vent. The space left for him was not much, this was not a punishment that ordinary people could bear. The space was even narrower, with pipes crisscrossing each other.

  He constantly changed his crawling movements, sometimes lying down and crossing, sometimes squeezing and crawling. Every time he moved forward a little, his skills and physical flexibility were greatly tested. When he crawled to the edge of a huge, still rotating fan, Jiang Zonghang was already sweating profusely and panting heavily.

  The huge exhaust fan was in a relatively large space, where people could stand. He didn't have much rest time left, so he leaned against the wall, cleaned out the dust from his mouth and nose, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, adjusted his breathing slightly, and then began to study the giant rotating exhaust fan in front of him.

  The only way seems to be to cut off the power, but once this large exhaust fan is damaged, it will inevitably be discovered soon. If someone comes up for maintenance, the traces on the ceiling vent will definitely be found, and sabotage is not a good idea.

  Jiang Zonghang looked around, and among the several iron pipes, one rusty pipe was in a slightly incorrect position. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be an abandoned iron pipe. He reached out and pulled it, and it felt loose.

  He exerted a bit of force, and the iron pipe was pulled out. Indeed, when you reach the mountain, there will be a road, saving himself the trouble of turning back to find tools, he really didn't want to suffer from crawling again.

  The ventilation fan is huge, but the speed of rotation is not very fast. Jiang Zonghang calculated that the time it takes to get stuck in the fan page cannot exceed 2 seconds, which means you must pass through the gap between the fan pages within 2 seconds, otherwise the ventilation fan will be stuck for too long and there is also a risk of damage.

  To stop the spinning fan, it was indeed a test of his eyesight. He adjusted his breathing, locked his eyes on the spinning fan, and silently counted in his mind: 1, 2... When 3 flashed in his brain, he made his move. With a "thud", the spinning fan suddenly stopped, and the steel pipe firmly held the fan blade in place.

  Just as the fan page was about to close, Jiang Zonghang's body slipped into the gap like a mud eel. The moment he emerged from the gap, his hand pulled out the steel pipe, and the exhaust fan continued to rotate. But in that instant when Jiang Zonghang's body slid through the gap, he felt a sudden drop, his soul flew away, it was too terrible, below was empty.

  His body plummeted downwards, but his eyes were bright and his hands were quick. With a swift grab, he barely managed to grasp the edge of the wall, and with over 100 pounds of weight pulling him down, Jiang Zonghang felt a numbing pain in his hands as he gritted his teeth and held on tight.

  No matter how painful it is, I have to endure. If I relax my hand a little, I will definitely die. A gentle breeze blew by, and Jiang Zonghang's body was suspended in mid-air, with no foothold under his feet. He turned his head back and looked at the distant Eiffel Tower, which was clearly visible.

  He strained his neck left and right, the neon sign underfoot was too far to reach, and the huge exhaust fan above his head couldn't be touched.

  Needless to say, the 9-story building is dizzying just by looking at it. Not far away, the Champs-élysées is bustling with people and cars, a prosperous and beautiful scene. Anyone who raises their head can see him.

  The scenery is enchanting, but it's not a place to appreciate. Jiang Zonghang felt like crying without tears. Even with his strong body, he couldn't hold on for more than a few minutes in this precarious state. Moreover, there was always the danger of being discovered by people below. He felt that he had really reached the end of his rope.

  His arms were bearing the weight of his body, Jiang Zonghang had already felt a numbness in his arms, and if he lost strength and fell to the ground, all the parts on his body would be beyond repair, he couldn't afford to delay any longer.

  He glanced to the right and down, about 3 meters away was another window. The top of the window had an eave that was just long enough but too narrow, barely able to hold two feet. This was Jiang Zonghang's only temporary foothold to escape his predicament.

  He gritted his teeth, Jiang Zonghang had no other choice, this might be the last time he played with his heart racing, his body couldn't hold steady and could only admit to being unlucky. His mind was made up, his arm exerted force, and his suspended body began to sway, swinging back and forth. The inertial force of his body's swing caused his hand grasping the edge of the wall to start loosening, almost unable to hold on.

  His body swung to the left again, slid down, and when only a few fingers were still on it, he let go, his body flew towards the window like a kite with a broken string.

  Jiang Zonghang was also lucky, his foot touched the narrow eaves, and the inertia made his body rush forward, he rolled along the narrow eaves, shedding the momentum of his body.

  He barely maintained a half-squatting horse stance, but the width of his shoulders made his body lean outward. He took a deep breath and quickly lifted his body up, sticking his back tightly to the wall edge, stabilizing himself, his heart almost jumping into his mouth.

  He has a big heart and is meticulous, the seemingly smooth movements have a large element of luck, if his body can't maintain balance slightly, he's done for, Jiang Zonghao had no choice, he could only rely on his instincts to complete the series of movements, this movement can only be done once, if he comes again, I don't think he will necessarily succeed.

  This was indeed a life-and-death gamble, he had undergone cruel training but had never played such an acrobatic move before, and not falling off the building was already a blessing.

  The desperate situation had not ended, he quickly scanned the surrounding area, exposing himself to the window sill, anyone passing by could discover him with just a glance, and he had to disappear in a very short time.

  Before Jiang Zong could catch his breath, his body crouched down cautiously, hands grasping the eaves of the roof and sliding downwards, feet treading on the windowsill, and with a burst of strength, his body leapt into the air, this time with an extreme lightness.

  With a soft sound, he jumped onto the open balcony on the 8th floor. His movements didn't stop, his body immediately flipped over the railing and landed on the windowsill not far away from the balcony. He then sprang into another balcony, repeating the same motion, his figure constantly flying up and down in the direction to the right.

  If someone looked up at this moment, an image would definitely appear in their mind - a flying man.

  With the help of inertia, his continuous motion made him stick to the building and jump into the night sky, exhausting but without any slight pause.

  At this moment, Jiang Zonghang's figure was stuck to the edge of a wide balcony, and flipping in would be the royal suite. Exhausted, he adjusted his slightly urgent breathing, victory was in sight, but he didn't dare to have half a bit of complacency.

  Intelligence shows that there are surveillance cameras installed inside the balcony, and this damn problem must be solved before sneaking into the suite.

  Jiang Zonghang pulled out the dagger hidden under his feet, quickly disassembled the surveillance camera's back cover, pulled out two connected wires, one red and one green. The dagger cut them off, and they fell down. Then he quickly reconnected them, and the temporary fault response was 15 seconds.

  Disassembling the monitor was child's play for him, it only took 5 seconds to quickly restore it, and the remaining 10 seconds were enough for him to sneak into the suite. The living room lights in the suite were on, he carefully peeked inside, no one was there, he didn't hesitate anymore, his figure flashed, and he slipped in. 10 seconds later, the monitor returned to normal.

  His foot had just stepped on the soft carpet, and he hadn't even had time to appreciate the magnificent living room when there was a sound from the door at one end of the room. There was no longer any time for him to turn back, and Jiang Zonghang's body quickly shrank to the left, his entire body hidden behind the window curtains of the balcony.

  He had just hidden behind the curtains of the balcony, when someone opened the door at one end of the living room that led to the bedroom and walked into the living room. At this moment, he, hiding behind the curtains of the balcony, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that even at home, there were times when luck was on his side. The curtains of the balcony were not transparent, thick enough and long enough, covering not only his body but also his feet.

  Moreover, Delong looked just like himself and did not let those professional servants serve him. Instead, he kept a few bodyguards by his side, while letting the other servants wait outside.

  The person who came to the living room didn't stay for long and walked out of the suite. After hearing the sound of the door closing again, Jiang Zonghang carefully picked up the dagger and walked out, finding that the entire living room was empty.

  But the door to the bedroom was ajar, and a faint voice came from inside. He tiptoed over, making almost no sound as he reached the outside of the bedroom door.

  Jiang Zonghang crouched down lightly, pulled out a dagger, and stretched it out at the edge of the door. The dagger stuck to the ground and peeked out a head, believing that the people inside wouldn't notice this small object on the ground.