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Standing next to the skylight, Leo fell into contemplation, repeatedly evaluating various plans in his mind, trying to find a safe and effective method to sabotage the high-pressure furnace that was in an extreme state. He knew that if he could trigger the collapse of the high-pressure furnace, it would create enough chaos to greatly assist him in completing his mission.
However, the distance from the skylight to the high-pressure furnace was about two stories high, almost a straight vertical line downward. With such distance and angle, any plan to drop something from the skylight to achieve the goal would undoubtedly be extremely difficult. In addition to precisely controlling the force and angle of the throw, it was also necessary to ensure that it would not prematurely alert the factory's internal personnel.
Directly infiltrating the factory through the skylight is a more difficult choice. Not only does it require finding a way to safely descend such a distance, but also ensuring not to be discovered in the process. Considering the dense personnel and tight surveillance inside the factory, this is almost an impossible task.
Leo frowned, knowing this is a huge challenge, but also an indispensable step in completing the mission. He began to carefully observe the surroundings of the skylight, looking for possible tools or structures, hoping to find a creative solution to overcome this difficulty.
Just as Leo was immersed in contemplation and confusion over his strategic planning, an unexpected incident broke his train of thought. A pigeon, seemingly drawn by the tranquility of the night, or perhaps just flying casually, had somehow ended up here and flew nonchalantly to the side of the skylight. The pigeon took a few steps, curiously cocking its head, seemingly quite interested in Leo, who was crouching suspiciously nearby.
Then, the pigeon seemed to find its comfortable spot, lightly hopping onto the edge of the skylight. Just as Leo was still trying to understand the sudden visitor's intent, the pigeon suddenly convulsed and began its most natural physiological response - defecation. Clumps of moist white mixed with brown bird droppings sprayed down from the sky, directly landing in a certain area inside the factory.
Leo was momentarily stunned by the casual act of the pigeon. However, when he noticed the people inside the factory simply brushing off the bird droppings as if it were of little consequence, a spark of inspiration flashed in his mind. This subtle observation gave him a whole new perspective: in this seemingly secure drug manufacturing facility, perhaps it was these small details and seemingly inconsequential things that could provide him with opportunities to infiltrate or cause chaos.
This incident made Leo realize that the people inside the factory might have become accustomed to such minor disruptions, and this attitude could be exploited. If he could cleverly guide such "small disruptions" to occur without directly triggering the main defense systems of the factory, he might be able to approach the high-pressure furnace without being detected, and even find an opportunity to make it collapse.
Leo's mind began to quickly plan, thinking about how to turn this inspiration into a practical action plan. As Leo watched the pigeon that had just finished using the toilet fly away, he suddenly felt a tightening in his lower abdomen, a pressing need to urinate. This sudden physiological need seemed somewhat untimely in this tense moment, but at that moment, a bold idea flashed through his mind. If small things could cause some change, could he also use this most basic human need as an opportunity to create chaos?
With this sudden idea, Leo stood up and carefully pushed open the skylight just enough to implement his plan. He looked around, confirming that there was no movement around, and then took off his pants. At this critical moment, everything—his dignity, fear, and the success of the mission—all seemed to depend on this one act of urination.
Leo took a deep breath and prepared to take action. This action was undoubtedly risky, even absurd, but in this abnormal situation, any seemingly insignificant factor could become a crucial game-changer. On that tense and abnormal night, Leo finally relaxed his body and allowed his urine to fall in a perfect parabola from the skylight into the factory. At this critical moment, everything seemed unusually quiet, with only the sound of the urine cutting through the air gently echoing in the night breeze. The warmth of the urine released a peculiar sense of relief from Leo's body.
The urine landed with pinpoint accuracy, falling directly onto the head of a hooligan who was busy operating a high-pressure furnace. The hooligan suddenly felt a strange wetness on his head and instinctively reached up to touch it. His fingers came into contact with the unexpected "gift," leaving him puzzled and unsure of its origin. He looked around but found nothing unusual, so he speculated that it was probably a leak from somewhere on the roof.
When Leo saw that his urine had accidentally hit the head of the hooligan, he immediately realized that this could attract unnecessary attention. So, he carefully moved his position and redirected his aim towards the nearby high-pressure furnace. As he adjusted his aim, the urine began to spray haphazardly towards the operational high-pressure furnace.
The urine drew irregular trajectories in the air, ultimately splashing onto the high-pressure furnace and the surrounding ground. When the urine met the surface of the high-temperature high-pressure furnace, it almost immediately evaporated due to the high heat. A faint smoke rose as the urine evaporated, filling the air around the high-pressure furnace with a peculiar smell.
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