第三十八章解救人质（一）(2/4)

    逛起了山西路夜市，买了一身黑色练功服，一双软底布鞋，连坐出租加跑路，兜了几个圈子，才转到了王城家园。塔吊还在，平面宣传图还在，已经盖了六层了，黑咕隆咚地象个年久失修的欧洲古城堡一样，在灯光闪烁的深夜中又象个黑洞一样，令人毛骨悚然，不敢靠近。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                图纸上画的猪立足在六楼四单元东侧的房间里，可是远眺过去没有一丝亮光，也不着一丝痕迹。阿飞知道自己现在能够做的，就象赌博一样，只能等待，等待时机。
                                                                                                                                                                十一点了，一楼居然热闹了片刻。十几个民工回到这里暂作栖息之地，看来他们住在这里已经不是一天两天了，毕竟劳累一天了，片刻的嘈杂就被疲惫的睡眠所代替，鼾声四起，愈发衬出夜的静寂。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                后半夜是人一天之中最疲惫最困乏的时候。阿飞就象一条蛇，蜷伏着等待了许久，终于看准时机，离弦之箭一般攻击出去。黑衣黑裤，一身夜行衣，他象幽灵一样窜上了六楼。半夜三更，蹑手蹑脚地走在空洞洞黑洞洞的烂尾楼里，身上难免起了一层鸡皮疙瘩。
                                                                                                                                                                从四单元东侧找遍整个六楼，也没有一个人影。阿飞心里凉了半截，难道那张猪头真的只是一个玩笑？自己的分析和感觉只是想当然？
                                                                                                                                                                一不留神，脚下踩到一个易拉罐，“镗啷啷“一声，划破深夜的寂静，让人更加不寒而栗。阿飞急忙矮身蹲下，半天不敢动弹。
                                                                                                                                                                易拉罐

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