Behind the door was only darkness. Behind him, the wreckage of the car was still burning in raging flames. Borrowing the light from the flames, Jason could roughly see the layout of the room. Generally similar to its dilapidated exterior, there was no excess furniture in the room. A major part of the flooring was shattered into broken pieces, especially the corridor area near the door. The remnants of the flooring were further dismantled by people, to give way to a two-meter-long, three-meter-deep pitfall. Obviously, anyone who pushed the door open and walked straight in would plunge right down, without the chance to stay alert. A straight, hanging ladder was fastened to the side near the door. "Just now, that ‘temporary employer’ merely opened the door as wide as a small gap. This not only allowed him to protect himself, but it was also because he had to get up on the ladder to talk to me.” This revelation arose within Jason, which made him check the ladder with extra prudence. Since the other party had been so cautious, it was highly possible that this was not something as simple as laying out a trap. With this idea in mind, Jason subconsciously took two steps backward and retreated into the corner of that corridor. Then, he practically plastered himself to the wall as he positioned himself on the ground on all fours. He stuck out the branch in his hand, and, very carefully, extended it to reach the other side from below the curtain. Then, after retracting his head, he applied strength lightly on his fingertips to lift an edge of the curtain. The bright light ray shone over from the lifted edge of the curtain, like a knife that sliced the darkness into two, and shone right into Jason’s eyes. He took a deep breath and stuck his head out. The solid earth ground was no different from the ground beneath him. With the many table legs around, and because of the angle of his position, he could only see half of the entire place. Fortunately, there were no shotguns or other traps within his line of vision. But still, Jason carefully used the branch to give the curtain a thorough once-over before he got up, walked over, and lifted the thick, heavy cloth. A light ray, even more piercing than before, caused Jason to squint both of his eyes involuntarily. Before him, there was a room of about 50 square meters, and it was filled with tables. On every one of these tables, there were more than 20 monitors that were brightly lit. They were showing the situation of the entire Tur Street. "No wonder he could grasp hold of the timing so accurately!” Jason secretly thought to himself as his eyes followed the power cords of the monitors all the way to the power sockets embedded in the wall. Electricity, other than the limited supply of water, was a relatively perfect public facility that would never exist within the 26th District! In fact, after entering the 20th District, electricity would become a facility of very limited supply. As for being able to empower the entire 26th District, which was previously void of electricity, plus these sets of monitoring facilities… "Seems temporary employer is far more important to the VIP than I thought he would be!” Very naturally, Jason picked up the notebook. From the outside, the dark-brown notebook seemed to be just an ordinary notebook with age. Other than having a dark-brown cover that should be made of cow leather, there was nothing much to take notice of. But as a package that was entrusted by the VIP himself, there would be no hint of negligence on Jason’s part at all. And the next moment, Jason proved that he was right.