The two walked along the seawall, then turned right onto a cement road about a kilometer away from the hotel, and stood on the waterway just enough to see the hotel gate.

The two stood quietly behind the roadside bushes, their eyes fixed on the path in front of the hotel gate.

Suddenly, several police cars appeared on the path leading to the hotel, their lights flashed, but they did not sound their sirens, they rushed into the courtyard and drove towards Building A.

"That's right, it's coming for us. ”

"You're right, but I still don't understand. ”

"Yesterday, it must have been Li Yanlan who visited us. ”

"She?"

"Yes. After becoming suspicious of us, she took a taxi to the hotel, used the universal key card, opened our room, checked the documents, and must have taken pictures. ”

"But we weren't in the room. ”

"Yes, she could think that we might have drunk too much and were walking around the courtyard. Liu Qing then analyzed, "After the information was transmitted to the police, after analysis, it was determined that we were suspicious elements, no, they came to arrest us." ”

"They thought we were still sleeping. ”

Liu Qing smiled and didn't speak.

"What will happen after that?" asked Bai Lotian as if he had suddenly woken up from a dream.

"Let me think about it. Liu Qing scratched her head, pinched her chin with her right hand, and looked at the sea in the distance.

The depths of the sea are white and foggy.

"If they can't find us, they're going to turn it upside down. Bai Lotian said anxiously.

"There you go. Liu Qing took out a knife, squatted down, cut the leg of his trousers, and took out a small note. "This is what Director Zheng gave me, saying that in case of emergency, open it and take a look, I thought I wouldn't use it. ”

"Take a look. ”

Liu Qing opened the note and put it flat in the palm of his hand, "No. 18 Chinatown, Moge Bookstore, code: Lu Xun's "Morning Flowers and Sunset", password: 2233311." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Whatever, let's go to 18 Chinatown. Liu Qing took Bai Letian's hand and shouted.

At this time, a taxi happened to drive over, and Liu Qing waved to it excitedly.

On the way to Chinatown, they saw a number of police cars speeding in the direction of the Griffel Hotel, with flashing police lights and sirens blaring.

The two people sitting in the back seat of the car looked at each other and smiled.

Chinatown, as always, is full of people and bustling.

The two pretended to be tourists, strolling leisurely, enjoying the scenery on the side of the road, and looking at the house numbers on both sides.

Suddenly, a man in a black police uniform ran over with a baton pointed at them.

Bai Letian's chest tightened in fright, and he thought, it's broken, it must have been discovered, and his eyes looked at Liu Qing.

Liu Qing shook his head slightly, signaling him to be calm and not to be nervous.

Seeing that the police were about to run to their side, Bai Letian's heart rose to his throat, and his legs began to tremble.

The policeman looked at them, did not stop, and ran straight towards a black man who was peddling toys, shouting loudly as he ran, meaning that no business was allowed here.

Bai Lotian breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Qing pursed his lips at him with a look of disdain.

Passing through the crowd, they nervously searched for Mogg's bookstore at number 18, curious about what kind of mysterious place it was.

"Found it. The two of them whispered in unison, excited.

To the left of a quaint and elegant antique shop, there is a nondescript store, with two transparent glass doors plastered with new book information, and a plaque reading "Mog Bookstore" on the lintel.

The two walked to the door, looked around, and saw that there were no suspicious people. Then, Liu Qing pushed open the glass door, and Bai Lotian walked in after him.

The inside of the bookstore is much larger than expected, with dark yellow bookcases of different heights, divided into several levels, and holding beautifully printed books. There are labels on the sides of the bookcase, all in English, presumably as a hint of categorization of the books. Several white ceiling lamps are installed on the roof, which emit bright lights.

Maybe it's work time, and there aren't many customers in the bookstore, and it's sparsely scattered around the store, both standing and sitting in chairs, holding their favorite books in their hands, and reading with their heads down.

Liu Qing first walked to a Chinese bookshelf, picked out a few of them, looked at them with interest, and then put them back.

Bai Lotian stood next to him, his eyes burning.

In silent waiting, Bai Lotian bypassed Liu Qing and walked towards the cash register at the entrance of the bookstore.

Liu Qing stepped forward quickly, grabbed Bai Letian's arm, handed him a foreign book, and pinched him with his fingers.

Liu Qing walked lightly, his eyes wandered, and he wandered among the bookshelves calmly.

Bai Lotian was already an anxious person, and when he saw this scene, he had cursed him thousands of times in his heart, and he had to wait and see what happened.

In just a few minutes, it was as if centuries had passed for Bai Letian, and when he finally saw Liu Qing walking towards the cash register, he hurriedly walked over.

The cash register is about one and a half meters high, painted pale yellow, and houses a computer and barcode scanner on top of it. A yellow-skinned, beige waistcoat of young men was sitting on a chair inside, with his legs crossed, cutting his nails while staring at a computer screen.

"Excuse me, is there Lu Xun's "Morning Flowers and Sunset" here?" Liu Qing glanced outside the door, tapped his finger on the bar a few times, looked over the computer screen, and asked softly.

The young man put down his nail clippers and looked up at Liu Qing, but did not speak, as if he did not hear clearly.

Liu Qing repeated softly.

"No," replied the young man.

"How could it not be?" said Bai Letian angrily.

"I just don't. The young man looked confused.

The conversation between the two aroused the curiosity of others in the store.

Liu Qing hurriedly pressed Bai Letian's shoulder and motioned for him to be quiet, with a nervous look on his face.