Gou learns witchcraft in another world

Chapter 45 Breaking Down the Door on a Rainy Night

Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~

Wow~

Time passed by, and while everyone in the room waited anxiously, it suddenly started to rain outside.

This is what April is like in the foggy city.

Because of its proximity to the sea, warm and humid air currents often surge in from the depths of the ocean at this time of year, intertwining with the lingering cold air currents from the north, and turning into drizzling rain.

The rain came suddenly in Morton.

Perhaps because of its proximity to the mountains, the clouds crashed into the peaks as they approached, arriving without any warning.

At first, it was just a little bit, but a few minutes later, it was like a torrential downpour.

Inside, the sound of the rain grew louder, drowning out everything, and Smith could no longer hear the sounds from next door. But instead of being annoyed, his eyes lit up as he looked at the rain outside the window.

The heavy rain will mostly drown out the sounds of footsteps and doors banging. You could say this rain has been a huge help.

Beside Smith, Luo Qiu watched the rain, and the corners of her mouth gradually turned up.

Rainy days are the best at concealing some traces.

I raised my hand and glanced at the watch on my wrist; the hands were almost at the X position.

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At the same time, outside the Morton town police station, Inspector Harris was also staring at his watch.

His watch was an old-fashioned mechanical watch with a steel strap, but it was covered in rust.

The luminous paint on the dial had long since worn off, and the only way to tell the time was by the light from the gas lamp under the eaves.

The hour hand is slowly approaching X.

Behind him, three agents had already taken off their coats, wearing only shirts and waterproof duty jackets, with pistols tucked into their waistbands and long black umbrellas in their hands.

He looked up and saw the rain hanging down from the eaves, weaving a dense curtain of water before his eyes.

"Let's go." Harris raised his umbrella and was the first to step into the rain.

Raindrops pounded on the umbrella, making a dense, muffled sound.

The four people walked briskly along the wet sidewalk, their leather shoes splashing water as they stepped into puddles.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and the streetlights cast long, faint shadows.

Soon after, the hotel's sign came into view, the words "Horses and Boots" swaying slightly in the wind and rain.

In the hotel lobby, the owner was dozing off behind the counter.

He squinted, the gaslight casting a dim yellow halo on his face, his head bobbing up and down as if he might slip off at any moment.

When the door was pushed open, the gust of wind rushed into his chest, instantly waking him up.

Then he saw four people walk in indistinctly, their figures becoming visible under the gaslight.

"Detective Harris? You guys..."

"Give me the spare keys to 205 and 206. I have something to do later, so don't come out." Harris didn't exchange pleasantries and extended his hand.

The boss was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, he didn't ask any more questions. He just hurriedly rummaged through the drawer and pulled out the key.

They were two rusty keys, seemingly unused for so long that it was almost impossible to find any trace of metal.

Harris took it, held it up to the light, and barely made out the numbers on it. He then nodded and led the three of them toward the stairs.

The stairs were still as narrow as ever, and they still creaked as ever when you stepped on them. But now, the sound of the rain drowned out most of the noise.

Several people filed forward, their steps very light.

When they reached the second floor, Harris stopped at the top of the stairs and raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stop.

At the end of the corridor, the doors to 205 and 206 remained tightly closed, with the light from gas lamps shining through the cracks.

But at that moment, the doors to rooms 204 and 207 had already been quietly opened.

Luo Qiu poked his head out and gestured to Harris.

Harris tiptoed forward and slowly began to move forward.

A dozen seconds later, the group arrived at the end of the corridor. Two town agents were holding the keys to rooms 205 and 206 and began to operate them carefully.

The other agents pressed themselves against the wall, listening to the sounds from the next room, and quietly drew their pistols from their waists, muzzle down, and safety off.

A few seconds later, both keys were inserted into the lock almost simultaneously.

The detective turned around to signal, and after getting ready, he carefully and gently turned around.

Click~

The sound of the spring snapping open was almost inaudible on a rainy night.

But the moment that sound appeared, Harris had already shoved himself inside.

"Detective! Don't move!"

In almost a second, five agents rushed into the two rooms.

Then, a cacophony of roars and screams began to erupt.

Gunshots rang out.

Not just one sound, but several sounds in succession.

A dull, explosive sound erupted in the small room, making people's eardrums throb.

Upon hearing three gunshots from room 205 on the left, Luo Qiu did not hesitate, drew his gun, and rushed into room 206.

The gunshot just now was the distinctive sound of the revolver carried by the agents.

The sound of gunfire indicates that the agents discovered someone attempting to use a weapon in room 205.

The only weapon the other party can possess is a gun, and only then will they want to fight back.

Therefore, room 206 is more likely to have a hostage and more likely to have a chance to wait.

But the next second, when he rushed into the room and saw the situation, he was stunned.

Room 206 was small and not much different in layout from the other guest rooms; the gas lamps illuminated everything clearly.

A bed, a chair, and a table.

However, at this moment, three people were sitting cross-legged on the bed against the wall.

The three people were tied up, their mouths taped shut, and their hands bound behind their backs. It was easy to see that these three were the kidnappers' hostages.

The kidnapper guarding them was sitting on a chair nearby, holding a knife. But at that moment, he had already raised his hand, and the knife fell to the ground.

The situation is under control.

But at this moment, Luo Qiu had no time to care about his escape plan. The reason he was stunned was not because the kidnapper gave in so easily.

His gaze fell on the three hostages, and in his innate vision, each of them was exposed with a red glow.

stab~

While Luo Qiu was still in a daze, the agents who had rushed in first, seeing that they had the situation under control, began to untie the three hostages.

The seal on their mouths was removed first.

Then, a flood of expressions of gratitude erupted.

"Thank you, thank you, those demons, they've trapped us here for three days. And all they've given us to eat is white bread..."

"Thank you very much, sir. May I make a phone call first?"

"Untie my brother next to me first..."

The hostages were dressed in suits and jackets, their original identities differing. But without exception, their clothes were now stained and wrinkled. They had stubble beards, dark circles under their eyes, and spoke loudly and frantically.

Such behavior led the surrounding detectives to suspect that the group had been mistreated, which resulted in their rougher handling of the robbers nearby.

Upon hearing the commotion, Smith rushed over from room 205 on the other side. As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly:

"Senior, they caught three people over there, and over here... are you Mr. Winslow?!"

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