Chapter 11 10

How long did I sleep?thought the young man. The performance didn't end until midnight, and then he went to the White Horse Bar and didn't know how long he had a drink, and it was three o'clock in the morning when he got home.He spoke to Prague for another forty minutes on the phone, no, about an hour.Then, at 8:30 in the morning, the inexplicable plumbing started banging inexplicably. How many hours did I sleep? This number game puzzled Tony.Calvert, and he decided it was best not to figure out how tired he was.It's a good thing he works on Broadway, not the poster guy, otherwise he'd have to start work at six o'clock in the morning, God help us.His itinerary this afternoon was to go to the Gilger Theatre, which meant that he had to work this Saturday and Sunday.

He checks his makeup case and decides he needs to put some more tattoo concealer in there, because today is the sculpted chin boy.The hugely popular star has always claimed that he likes young female stars who have just debuted, but if the ladies from as far as Tea Nick and Garden City in New York can see the Rob tattoo on his broad biceps , When I love you forever, it is inevitable that people will doubt his integrity. Calvert closed the big yellow make-up case and glanced at himself in the mirror behind the door.He had to admit that he looked a lot better than he actually felt.His face still bears a little tan from a trip to St. Thomas in February.And his well-balanced figure makes it impossible to see the beer he pours into his stomach every day. (For God's sake, just keep four beers a day. No problem. But, is it survivable?) As for his eyes, well, they look red, but that's easy to deal with.Makeup stylists know hundreds of ways to make old look young, pale look beautiful, and tired look revitalized.He dabs a few drops of eye drops, then delivers a devastating blow: a few swipes of Eye Repair Cream under the eyes to remove dark circles.

Calvert put on his leather jacket, locked the door, and walked down the hall.His apartment in the East Village was quiet a few minutes before noon.He guessed that everyone in the apartment was out, enjoying the first good spring weekend of the year; or they were still asleep from last night's debauchery. He opened the back door and walked out of the apartment.This is his habit, he always walks into the alley behind the apartment first, and then walks out to the street ten meters away.However, just as he was about to walk towards the entrance of the alley, he suddenly noticed that something seemed to move in a dead-end alley branching off from this alley.

He stopped, squinted his eyes and looked into the dark place.It's a small animal.God, could it be a mouse? No, it was a cat, obviously injured.He looked around, but there was no one in the alley. Oh poor little thing. Calvert doesn’t own a pet, but a neighbor entrusted him with a Rottweiler last year, and he remembers the man telling him that if anything happens, Bieber’s pet hospital is in St. Mark’s The corner of the street.He has to take the cat to take the subway, maybe his sister will want to keep it.She has already adopted a child, so what's the point of having another cat?

It wasn't a good idea to spend too much time in the dark alleys in this nearby area, but Calvert had already seen that he was alone in the alleys.He walked slowly across the cobblestones so as not to startle the little animal.It was lying on its side, making a faint whining sound. Can you hold it up?Would it snap at him suddenly?He remembered some of the things that must be done to prevent fever from a cat's claw scratches.However, the little animal looked so weak that it seemed completely incapable of harming him. hey what's the matter with youbrat?he asked softly.Are you hurt?

He knelt down, put the makeup case on the cobblestones, and stretched out his hand cautiously, ready to dodge the cat's sudden attack on him.He touched the cat, but then withdrew his hand as if electrocuted.The animal's body was not only cold, but also thin, and he felt the hard bone under the skin.Did it just die?But, no, its feet were still moving, and it made a soft meeping sound again. He touches the cat again.This time wait, it's not bones under its skin, but sticks!Inside it is a metal box. what the hell? Was he caught on camera in a video game?Or some goddamn kid trying to make fun of him?

He looked up and saw someone suddenly appear ten feet away from him.Calvert gasped and couldn't help but step back.It was a man squatting on the ground Ah, no, he only saw clearly now.It was his own image, reflected in a man-tall mirror placed in the corner of a dark alley.Calvert saw his own face in the mirror, his expression was full of surprise, his eyes were wide open.After froze for a while, he relaxed and laughed.But then, frowning again, he watched himself fall back slowly. The mirror fell slowly to the cobblestones, shattering in all directions. From behind the mirror, a middle-aged man with a beard jumped out.He raised a very thick iron rod and ran towards Calvert.No!Help!The young man screamed loudly and backed away hastily.God!God!

The iron rod swung down, fiercely drawing an arc in the air, and hitting his head. But Calvert quickly grabbed the makeup case and threw it at the attacker, knocking the bar out of focus.Barely standing still, he ran away.The attacker wanted to give chase immediately, but accidentally slipped on the wet cobblestones and fell hard to the ground. Take the wallet!take it!He took out his wallet and threw it behind him.But this person ignored him, and continued to chase him after getting up.He was standing between Calvert and the street, so his only direction of escape was back into the building.

Oh my god, my god.God Help, help, help! key!He thought to himself, he had to take it out quickly!He hastily pulled the keys out of his jeans pocket while glancing back at his attacker. The man was only about ten meters away from him.If I can't unlock the door in the first place, I'm dead. Calvert's movements did not stop at all, he stretched out the metal key forcefully, and miraculously, the key immediately slid into the keyhole.He turned quickly, the door was unlocked, he pulled out the key, jumped into the gate, and slammed the iron door shut.The door was automatically locked immediately.

He gasped in horror, his heart was beating wildly, but he didn't dare to rest behind the door for too long.This man is a robber?Is gay perversion?Or a drug dealer?Whoever it was, he thought, this guy must not be allowed to escape.So he immediately ran across the corridor and returned to the door of his residence.The door of this room was also quickly opened by him.He rushed into the house and immediately closed and locked the door. He hurried into the kitchen, grabbed the phone and dialed 911.After a while, a female voice said: This is the police emergency reporting center. There is a man!Someone just attacked me!He is outside.

Are you hurt? No, but you need to send the police immediately!He shouted: "Hurry up!" Is he still with you? No, he can't come in.I locked the door.But he might still be in the alley!You have to hurry up! Calvert suddenly felt a breeze blowing.How did this happen?He wondered.This feeling seemed familiar, and he immediately understood that it was the natural draft of air caused by the opening of the door of his residence. The 9/11 duty officer said: Hello?Sir, are you still there?Please Calvert suddenly turned his head to look at the door, and immediately screamed.He saw the bearded man with the iron standing a few feet away, calmly unplugging the phone cord from the wall.Aren't those two doors locked?How did he open the door? Calvert kept backing away until he hit the refrigerator and there was no way out. what do you wanthe whispered, looking at the man's neck and deformed left hand.In the end what you want? The attacker ignored him and instead looked around.He first looked at the kitchen table, and then at the big wooden coffee table in the living room.He seemed to cheer up at something.He turned his head, and as if he decided to add this action later, he swung the iron pipe towards Calvert's raised hands. They arrived at the scene in complete silence. Two police cars, each with two officers on board. Before the first police car came to a complete stop, the squad leader sitting in the car jumped out of the car door.It took them just six minutes to arrive on the scene after receiving the 9/11 call.Although the reporting phone was cut off suddenly, the report center had the equipment of the caller address automatic identification system, so the location of the caller was immediately found out. Six minutes. If they were lucky, they would have a chance to find the informant who was safe.If you are unlucky, at least you can trap the gangster who just killed someone and is still on the scene to search for property. He picked up the Motorola radio and called.Sergeant 4531 called the main station. I have arrived at the scene of the attack on Ninth Street. The current situation is 1084.complete. Got it, number four five three one.The ambulance of the emergency medical team is on the way, please check if there are any injuries.complete. Currently unknown.complete. Got it, number four five three one.complete. He sent a police officer to go around the back of the apartment to guard the entrance and exit, and asked another police officer to stay at the main entrance, while a third police officer accompanied him to the lobby on the first floor of the apartment. If they were lucky, the suspect might have jumped out of the window for his life and broke a leg.On this sunny day today, he wasn't in the mood to wrestle with those bastards. This is Alpha City, and the north-south streets here are all named after the English letters A, B, and C.Although the law and order here has gradually improved, it is still one of the most dangerous areas in Manhattan.Therefore, when the two policemen rushed into the hall on the first floor, they had already drawn out their pistols and held them in their hands. If they're lucky, the gangster might just be armed with a knife, or a weapon like the psychopath he met last week: he used chopsticks as a sword and a trash can lid as a shield. But at least they've gotten their first good luck. They don't have to find someone to open the locked security door for them.Just as they ran to the gate, an old lady just opened the door and came out.She was carrying a heavy shopping bag, with a huge pineapple protruding from the mouth of the bag, and her whole body was tilted to the side due to the weight of the bag.She was startled by the two policemen and blinked in surprise, but she held on to the gate and let them rush in.To her curious question, the two policemen only hurriedly said: Old lady, it's none of your business. if we are lucky The reporter's house number is 1J, located in the back half of the first floor of the apartment.The team leader quickly ran to the door and dodged to the left of the door.Another officer, standing on the other side of the door, glanced at the door and nodded.So, the squad leader raised his fist and hammered heavily at the door.Police, open the door!open the door! There was no response from the house. We are the police! He tried the door knob.By good luck again, the door was not locked.The squad leader pushed the door open forcefully, and then the two of them stepped back at the same time and waited for a while.After a while, the team leader slowly poked his head out and peeked into the room. Oh, my God, he couldn't help crying out when he saw the scene in the middle of the living room. The word luck had completely disappeared from his mind. The trick to success in a quick drag trick is that a simple but noticeable change in appearance and demeanor can distract and mislead the audience. And changing oneself into a seventy-five-year-old lady is the biggest difference. Moorlake knew that the police would be on the scene soon.So, after a brief performance at Calvert's house, he quickly changed into his getaway outfit: a high-necked blue dress and a white wig.He pulled up the legs of his stretchy jeans and hid them under the hem of his dress, revealing a pair of opaque stretchy tights.He shaved off his beard and put a generous amount of blush on his face.He drew a thick eyebrow line, and then used a yellow-brown thin eyebrow pencil to draw dozens of strokes on his face to create a wrinkled face.Finally, he puts on another pair of shoes. As for the misleading part, he found a shopping bag, stuffed it with newspapers, stuffed the iron pipe and other weapons used for the show, and then took a fresh pineapple from Calvert's refrigerator and put it in on top.In this way, even if he meets other people when he leaves the building, these people may glance at him, but their attention will definitely fall on this oversized pineapple in the end. At this time, he was still wearing women's clothing and had already walked half a kilometer away from the apartment.He stopped and leaned against the wall of a building, as if he was tired and stopped to take a rest.After making sure that no one was paying attention, he immediately slipped into a dark alley, stretched out his hand, and took off the whole dress that was glued and fastened by little devils.He tucks the dress and wig into a 30-centimeter-wide elastic band that goes over his stomach, and uses the elasticity of the band to flatten the clothes so that no one can find them hidden under his shirt. He put down his trousers, took out a small bag from his pocket, and took out the makeup remover cotton inside.He wiped all the blush, wrinkles and browline off his face, and checked it with a small mirror he kept in his pocket.When he's done removing his make-up, he throws the cotton pads in a shopping bag with the pineapple, and puts everything in a green trash bag.He found a car parked illegally, opened the trunk of the car, and threw the garbage bag into it.It would never have occurred to the police to search the luggage compartment of a vehicle on the side of the road, and, more likely, the car would be towed away by the traffic police before the owner returned. Back on the street, he walked towards the entrance of the subway station in the West End. □□□ Dear audience, do you think this second performance is brilliant? □□□ He himself thought the performance was perfect, because he accidentally fell on the slippery cobblestones, allowing the performers to escape and locking two more doors. But when Moorek reached Calvert's back door, he had the lockpicking tool in his hand. Moorlake had studied lockpicking for many years, and this was the first technique his master taught him.Two tools are needed to open a lock. A tight wrench is used to reach into the keyhole and turn it against the lock teeth in the keyhole; the other tool is the pick itself, which is used to pick the keyhole one by one. lock teeth so that the door lock can be turned to the open position. If you pick out one lock tooth at a time, it takes a long time to open the lock.However, Moorlake had learned a rather difficult technique called the rubbing method, a method of picking a lock by inserting a tool into the keyhole and moving it quickly back and forth while pushing all the teeth out of the way.The rubbing method can only be successful if the lockpicker can feel the torque of the lockhole and the pressure on the lock teeth completely correctly, and it is with this technique that Moorek is able to pick the lock in less than thirty seconds. Within a short time, the back door of this apartment and the door of Calvert's residence were opened with only a few inches long lockpicking tool. □□□ Ladies and gentlemen, this seems impossible, right? But that's what illusionists do, and you all know it: making the impossible real. □□□ He paused at the subway entrance to buy a copy of The New York Times, and while he pretended to flip through the paper, he studied the passers-by.This time, as before, no one seemed to be following him, and he hurried down the stairs to catch the train.Strictly speaking, a really careful performer will wait as long as possible, will wait until he is absolutely sure he is not being followed before leaving.But Moorlake didn't have that much time.The next program to be performed will be more difficult, and he has set himself the main challenge, so he must prepare in advance. He can't disappoint the audience, not by any means.