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[英文] 《The Meddler 》作者:- Larry Niven【EPUB】

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The Meddler Someone was in my room. It had to be one of Sinc's boys. He'd been stupid. I'd left the lights off. The yellow light now seeping under the door was all the warning I needed. He hadn't used the door: the threads were still there. That left the fire escape outside the bedroom window. I pulled my gun, moved back a little in the corridor to get elbow room. Then-- I'd practiced it often enough to drive the management crazy- - I kicked the door open and was into the room in one smooth motion. He should have been behind the door, or crouching behind a table, or hidden in the closet with his eye to the keyhole. Instead he was right out in the middle of the living room, facing the wrong way. He'd barely started to turn when I pumped four GyroJet slugs into him. I saw the impacts twitching his shirt. One over the heart. He was finished. So I didn't slow down to watch him fall. I crossed the living-room rug in a diving run and landed behind the couch. He couldn't be alone. There had to be others. If one had been behind the couch he might have gotten me, but there wasn't. I scanned the wall behind me, but there was nothing to bide under. So I froze, waiting, listening. Where were they? The one I'd shot couldn't have come alone. I was peeved at Sinc. As long as he'd sent
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