Chapter 134: A roundabout fight in a dangerous area

Dai Shiya's figure flashed behind the rockery in a corner of the garden like a ghost, and the jagged rocks obscured her figure.

Her heart beat violently like a drum, one beat after another, as if it was about to burst through her chest.

The air was filled with a faint scent of grass, but at this moment, the smell seemed particularly pungent, as if mocking her embarrassment.

The clear sound of footsteps came from far away and became more and more dense, as if an invisible net was closing in, trying to trap her tightly.

She carefully stuck out half of her head and observed the surroundings through the gap in the rockery. The patrol members in uniform black uniforms were like a group of well-trained hounds, searching the area inch by inch.

Their eyes were as sharp as hawks, and they would not miss any suspicious movements.

Dai Shiya quickly retracted her body, her back pressed against the cold rock, she could feel the slight coolness of her fingertips and the fine beads of sweat oozing from her palms.

The space behind the rockery was extremely narrow, and the sense of oppression was like an invisible wall, squeezing her breath.

She tried to adjust her breathing and slow down her heartbeat, but the sound of footsteps approaching her ears was like a death warrant, disturbing her mind.

The darkness around her was like a beast waiting for an opportunity to strike, and every subtle sound seemed to be the low roar of the beast when it opened its bloody mouth, which was terrifying.

She tightly grasped the metal box in her hand, and her knuckles turned white because of the force.

The air seemed to solidify, and the tense atmosphere was so thick that it almost dripped water.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and clearer and clearer, as if they were just around the corner.

Dai Shiya held her breath and dared not make any sound. She could feel her blood rushing in her veins like a flood.

She could smell the sweat and a faint metallic smell emanating from them, which was the smell of being with guns for a long time.

Just when she felt that she was about to be exposed, a patrolman's voice sounded not far away: "It seems that there is nothing here..."

Dai Shiya's heart sank suddenly, as if falling from a high altitude.

However, she did not relax her vigilance, and was still like a cheetah lurking in the dark, waiting for the best time.

She knew that the danger was not over, and it was just a brief calm before the storm.

"Go over there and have a look!" another voice responded.

Then, footsteps sounded again, heading in another direction.

Dai Shiya remained highly vigilant. She did not act rashly, but waited quietly until the footsteps completely faded away. She slowly walked out of the darkness, her eyes were deep, and her tone was calm, "I can't stay here any longer..."

Dai Shiya took a deep breath, and she deliberately kicked over a piece of gravel at her feet. The gravel rolled down the stone road, making a crisp crash, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.

"What's the sound?" Not far away, a patrolman asked vigilantly.

"Go over and have a look!" another team member responded.

The heavy footsteps sounded again, running towards the source of the sound.

Dai Shiya's mouth curled up slightly. Without any hesitation, she turned around quickly and ran in another direction.

The night covered her figure, making her like an elf blending into the darkness, quietly shuttling through the garden.

The patrol members rushed to the place where the sound came from, but only saw a few scattered gravel.

They looked at each other,

"What's going on? Did we hear it wrong?"

"Impossible, I clearly heard the sound."

"Could it be..." A team member suddenly thought of something, and his face changed slightly, "Could it be a lure away from the tiger?"

Dai Shiya successfully got rid of the pursuit and came to the other side of the garden.

The vegetation here is lush, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the moonlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground.

She found a stone door hidden behind the bushes. There was no mark on the stone door. If you don't look carefully, it will be easy to miss it.

She carefully pushed open the stone door, and a humid air hit her face.

Behind the stone door is a narrow passage. Dim oil lamps are lit on the walls on both sides of the passage, emitting a faint light.

At the end of the passage, there is a heavy iron door.

Dai Shiya took a deep breath and pushed the iron door open.

The iron door made a dull sound, as if a sleeping giant was awakened.

Behind the iron door was a spacious room filled with bookshelves, which were piled with various books and documents.

"Data room!" Dai Shiya was ecstatic. She didn't expect to find this place by accident.

The danger around her seemed to be less scary. Her joy made the atmosphere around her feel a little relaxed.

She couldn't wait to walk to the bookshelf, reached out to take a book, and turned to the first page.

At this moment, a low voice came from behind her: "Who are you?"

Dai Shiya stopped flipping through the pages of the book. The cool feeling of her fingertips touching the paper reminded her that she was not in a safe place at the moment.

She quickly closed the book, turned around, and her eyes were as sharp as torches, penetrating the dim light and locking onto the source of the sound.

A tall figure came into view. He was wearing a black uniform, with a cold face and sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through her completely.

He held a peculiarly shaped short knife in his hand, and the blade shone with a cold light in the dim light, which made people shudder.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The guard spoke again, his voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of unquestionable majesty. With

every word he said, the air around him seemed to solidify a little, and the invisible sense of oppression surged towards Dai Shiya like a tide, suffocating her.

Dai Shiya glanced at the short knife in the guard's hand. A black gem was inlaid on the handle, emitting a strange luster.

She was startled and knew that this person was not an ordinary person.

She did not answer immediately, but secretly thought about countermeasures.

She could feel the sweat on her palms and her accelerated heartbeat, which reminded her that the situation at the moment was very dangerous.

Just as she was thinking, the communicator on her wrist vibrated slightly. It was a message from Wei Qing.

She quickly glanced at the content of the message and felt warm in her heart. Wei Qing's suggestion was like timely rain, which made her find a little comfort in the tense confrontation.

"I'm just a lost guest." Dai Shiya spoke slowly, her voice calm and composed, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

She smiled slightly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, but a trace of vigilance flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She deliberately said in a relaxed tone: "Is this a library? I have loved reading since I was a child, and I walked in out of curiosity, but I didn't expect to get lost." She deliberately acted defenseless, hoping to paralyze the other party.

"Lost? This is a forbidden area, not everyone can come in at will." The guard snorted coldly, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain. He held the dagger tightly in his hand, staring at Dai Shiya like a hawk, not missing any subtle expression on her face.

He took a step forward, and the metal soles of his boots rubbed against the ground, making a sharp sound, as if warning her that he had lost his patience.

Dai Shiya felt the hostility of the other party. She took a deep breath, her eyes became sharp, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"In that case, it seems that we are destined to have a good chat today." Dai Shiya slowly tightened her grip on the metal box in her hand. Her fingertips felt cold, as if she was holding a sharp blade. She felt the strong support from behind. At this moment, she had already removed her disguise.

Her eyes were firm and her tone was full of fighting spirit.

"It just so happens that I am also very curious about you guys..."

The guard's eyes were stern, and his hand holding the knife tightened.

Dai Shiya's figure flashed, as agile as a civet cat, avoiding the guard's dagger.

The blade passed by her sleeve, bringing a gust of wind, and she could even feel the cold chill emanating from the blade.

The clanging sound of metal collisions echoed in the silent data room, like the music played by the god of death.

"Good skills." The guard roared and attacked again. The dagger turned into silver light, pouring down like a rainstorm.

Dai Shiya did not retreat but advanced. Her steps were light and her figure was graceful. She shuttled freely among the swords and shadows.

The metal box in her hand also became her weapon, sometimes blocking, sometimes counterattacking, and every collision burst out dazzling sparks.

The sound of metal colliding, the guards' panting, and the fluttering sound of Dai Shiya's clothes interweaved into an exciting battle symphony.

The originally silent bookshelves around seemed to feel the intensity of the battle. The books trembled slightly and made rustling sounds, as if accompanying this thrilling battle.

The dim oil lamp flickered unsteadily, stretching the figures of the two people from time to time, adding a bit of mystery and tension.

The "eyes" watching hid in the dark, holding their breath, and dared not make the slightest sound.

They marveled at Dai Shiya's courage and wisdom, and were even more surprised that she could fight the guards on equal terms.

The air was filled with a tense atmosphere, and everyone's heartbeat accelerated with the rhythm of the battle.

After a few rounds, the guards' breathing gradually became rapid and their movements began to slow down.

Dai Shiya keenly caught this flaw. Her eyes were stern. She seized the opportunity and smashed the metal box in her hand into the guard's chest.

"Uh..." The guard groaned, staggered back a few steps, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Dai Shiya did not give him a chance to breathe. She quickly stepped forward and hit the guard's chin with a beautiful roundhouse kick.

The guard fell to the ground and was unconscious.

Dai Shiya bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground. She felt a cold touch when she touched it. She carefully looked at the black gem on the handle. The gem emitted a dark light, as if hiding endless secrets.

"Sure enough..." Dai Shiya muttered to herself, with a meaningful smile on her lips.

She turned and walked towards the bookshelf, her eyes quickly swept through the books and documents, and finally locked onto an inconspicuous wooden box.

She opened the wooden box, which contained a document with "X Plan" written on it.

Dai Shiya quickly browsed the contents of the document, and her face gradually became solemn.

She closed the file, put it back into the wooden box, and then put the wooden box into her metal box.

Dai Shiya took a deep breath, clenched the metal box in her hand, turned around and left the data room.

She didn't notice that after she left, a dark shadow flashed out from the darkness and picked up the dagger on the ground...

"The plan has changed..." The dark shadow whispered into the communicator.