The villains have already made their move; they've killed people, and there's no turning back. Rather than waiting for the cannibalistic gang to notice something amiss, it's better to strike first.

Xia Chuhe took out a grappling hook and attached it to the window: "We can't go down the stairs, we'll go down from the outside."

She gave Zhao Maomao a few instructions, then took the lead, climbing out of the window, sliding down to the 18th floor, cutting the window, and sneaking into the last room on the 18th floor. The other three followed closely behind, sneaking into building 1826 together.

Following the instructions shown in the Hummingbird video, Xia Chuhe moved the cabinet against the wall, opening the wall to reveal an elevator inside, and a somewhat surprised man inside.

Bu Yi struck with lightning speed, slicing the man's neck with his dagger.

Bao'er said seriously, "Three are left, there are still twenty-nine."

Xia Chuhe smiled and said, "The progress isn't slow, is it?"

The elevator stopped on the basement level (parking lot). Xia Chuhe tilted his head at Li Yue and asked, "Ten minutes, is that enough?"

Li Yue nervously touched the gun: "No problem."

After saying that, she led Xia Bao'er to the parking lot exit and headed straight for the sewer.

Xia Chuhe blocked the elevator, preventing it from shutting down, and then started the timer.

Li Yue led Bao'er smoothly from the sewer to the underground passage, and pushed open the iron box from last night—tonight, both surveillance personnel were present, and both were watching her and Bao'er clearly.

The unfamiliar security guard chuckled, "Look, the little mouse dug a hole and came here just to deliver takeout to us two brothers."

The surveillance officer who was kidnapped last night smiled awkwardly, feeling a persistent neck pain, probably from sleeping uncomfortably in the computer chair and getting a stiff neck.

“Let’s have an extra meal, you take care of the small one, and I’ll take care of the big one. I want to eat the flames on her face and also have her little heart as a snack with my drinks.”

As the monitor spoke, he slowly stood up, revealing the guillotine he was holding.

Li Yue fired two shots, hitting both men in the chest. Her aim wasn't great; she missed their hearts. Bao'er quickly ran forward, jumped up, and delivered two more stabs.

It went surprisingly smoothly for the first time doing something like this. Bao'er breathed a sigh of relief and locked the monitoring room: "Sister Li Yue, you're really patient. You actually had the patience to listen to their rambling for so long."

Li Yue gripped the throbbing gun barrel, her smile slightly awkward: "I was waiting for you to make the first move, but you haven't..."

Bao'er muttered, "The bullets my sister gave me are quite precious; it would be a waste to use them against them."

Li Yue: "...Let's retreat first. We'll come back when things get chaotic inside."

The words had barely left his mouth when the doorknob was turned. The people outside, realizing the door was locked from the inside, immediately rammed it open. When they finally broke down the door, only two corpses remained in the monitoring room.

Just as everyone was in shock, several more gunshots and screams rang out from the elevator.

"Quickly, raise alert to level one!"

Through the metal box, Li Yue and Bao'er heard the commotion inside. They pushed the box open again, hid behind the monitoring room door, and cooperated with Xia Chuhe and Bu Yi to finish off the attackers.

Although there were many people in the basement, their weapons were very outdated; only two or three had guns. Xia Chuhe and Bu Yi were as slippery as eels, and Li Yue and Bao'er's hidden shots were even more difficult to defend against. Soon, everyone became corpses.

The infiltration and assassination went incredibly smoothly. When the headcount was taken, including those who died on the nineteenth floor and in the elevator, there were only twenty-four people—nine were short.

At that moment, Zhao Maomao was in Building 1525, clutching her pounding heart, secretly praying that Xia Chuhe and the others' operation would go smoothly.

Beside him squatted a man who was obediently holding his head and didn't dare to move.

...

Ten minutes earlier, as the timer was about to expire, Xia Chuhe pressed the button for the second basement level. As soon as the elevator doors opened, she immediately pressed the button for the eighteenth floor. Before leaving, she instructed Zhao Maomao to go to the eighteenth floor and block the elevator, preventing it from continuing to operate.

Zhao Maomao was already waiting in room 1826. As soon as the elevator arrived, he immediately stuffed the cabinet, kettle, television, and other items next to it. Then he fastened the grappling hook and slid down several floors before daring to stop.

The 19th and 18th floors were definitely out of the question. He was afraid of falling off the lower floors, or slipping too low and being seen by people in the opposite building. So he chose a room next to the 15th floor, threatening innocent tenants, and prepared to improvise.

Meanwhile, Bao'er had already seen the movements of the other nine people on the surveillance footage. They were going down from the nineteenth floor, opening the doors one by one with their room cards, and had just found room number 1726.

Xia Chuhe was studying the devices in the control room. Bu Yi asked her, "Where do you plug the USB drive in?"

"I don't need a USB drive, I want to format all the machine management software and restore them to factory settings."

The cloned phone that Xia Chuhe had placed in his pocket was enraged. Giving up its cowering, quail-like posture, it roared, "It's unfair! You can't forget our deal! Shameless scoundrel! Despicable villain! You can't format me! I'll curse you forever..."

Xia Chuhe pressed the "volume down" button, and 23 was forced to quiet down.

Xia Chuhe found a list of robot butler numbers in the management system. The numbers had no pattern, and the smallest number was the one listed.

She then went to the settings and ruthlessly pressed "Factory Reset," and a pop-up window appeared on the screen—"Please enter your password."

Xia Chuhe thought for a moment, then typed in "Hannibal," and the deletion progress was immediately displayed on the screen.

The deletion progress quickly reached 99%, then got stuck at 99.9%.

[Data error, please clear manually]

Bao'er, who had been watching the monitor, shouted, "They've checked up to the sixteenth floor, and people are starting to check the first floor too. I can't find Brother Mao Mao. We need to hurry."

Xia Chuhe closed his eyes. Among the many available superpowers, [Data Omniscience] stood out. This was 123's ability; 123's loyalty was 82, and Xia Chuhe could use the [Data Omniscience] ability twice a day.

For her, once was enough.

When Xia Chuhe opened his eyes again, his hands flew across the keyboard, opening one data record after another.

Xia Chuhe selected two unremarkable data points without hesitation and opened them for inspection—

One piece of data belongs to machine manager number 000023, a machine that was scrapped and returned to the factory thirty years ago. Its hard drive contains many videos of "Hannibal" characters enjoying themselves. Evil thoughts are deeply etched into 000023's hard drive.

Meanwhile, a cunning fellow at the manufacturer did not completely destroy the No. 000023 machine but instead relabeled it and sent it back to the hotel to start working again.

The other data belongs to the number, which is a folder named "She". The first photo in the folder is of a girl that Xia Chuhe and others have seen.