The entire siege had lasted less than ten minutes, but it felt like an eternity. The monster had outsmarted them several times, and both Old Han and Director Luo had to admire its intelligence.
Especially the moment it smashed Director Luo in the face—it had been a stroke of genius. Not only had it robbed Director Luo of some of his fighting ability, it had also impaired his judgment. At the same time, it had drawn Old Han up from downstairs, successfully luring him away from his post.
If Jiang Yue and San Gou hadn't been hidden cards up their sleeve, the monster might really have escaped from the thirty-second floor.
The most dangerous part was that the monster had managed to mimic the female resident again in such a short time. If it had gone downstairs like that, the people guarding the exit might not have stopped it.
And once downstairs, it could have easily changed into Director Luo and swaggered right out.
Unfortunately, no matter how carefully the monster had planned, it hadn't anticipated Jiang Yue's move. In the end, it had fallen just short of success.
Old Han went inside and turned on all the lights.
The real female resident had long since been stripped naked and tied to the bed, her mouth firmly gagged. Her pretty, delicate face was filled with terror and despair.
She'd thought she was certain to die today. She never would have imagined that she'd be rescued.
Old Han untied her and tossed her a set of clothes.
San Gou helped Director Luo inside, then unceremoniously grabbed a roll of paper to stanch the bleeding and tend to his wound.
Just then, Jiang Yue, who had been watching the corpse in the hallway, suddenly called out, "Director Luo, come take a look!"