Despite the hotel's sound insulation, about ten minutes after the two foreign women went upstairs, White Snake heard overlapping screams coming from the second floor.

"Quick...... Come up, bathroom, bath ......" can be judged by the voice in the earpiece, and the Italian translator is so frightened that he seems to have forgotten what he has seen and how to say it in Chinese. The quasi-third escort limped to their guest room with two clean bath towels, walked into the bathroom, and involuntarily screamed. "Cheng Xiaohua," the quasi-third escort called the pseudonym of the white snake guarding the service desk from the guest room phone, "Come on, there are two dead cockroaches in the bath of room 207!"

A sly smile tugged at the corner of the White Snake's mouth. She quickly climbed up to the second floor with detergent and sweeping tools. In room 207, the French woman is sitting at the end of the bed, and the interpreter and the quasi-third escort are standing at the door, they are far away from the bathroom, as if the cockroaches inside will come back to life and rush out to eat them. The white snake frowned and tiptoed into the bathroom, glancing into the bath, yes, the two in the morning.

"Why do you want to take such a disgusting thing?" White Snake hated cockroaches, although he was not as scared as the three ladies. So when Yugong handed her the plastic bag containing the dead cockroaches, she was so tired that she didn't reach out to take it. Yu Gong smiled, "There are too many uncertainties in your plan, so you must have a backup plan, in which case it is best to enter their room." "But when they weren't there, they never allowed anyone to enter room 207, whether they were waiters or not. "Yes. I'm not going to teach you to break the rules of the hotel or go against the wishes of the guests and find an excuse to go in while they are not open the door, or to slip the door and pick the lock to get in. This type of aberrant behavior only alerts French women and can easily attract the attention of hotel managers and even the police. I need you to create a little 'accident' that has nothing to do with security, like you arranged for yourself to slip on hand sanitizer. "But, cockroaches, ......" "You hate cockroaches, and they don't like them." Yu Gong said solemnly, "Didn't you say that they are quite gentle? As far as I know, the more civilized women are, the more afraid of cockroaches." ”

The waiter Cheng Xiaohua endured the feeling of nausea in her throat, quickly "collected the corpses" of the two big cockroaches, and cleaned the bath and the entire bathroom decently before exiting to apologize to the two foreign guests respectfully, saying that she would strengthen the sanitation and cleaning work in the future. "You...... Why didn't you find out in the morning?" asked her the quasi-third escort, panting. "I really didn't find out in the morning, and besides, you're responsible for the hygiene of 207 this morning, right?"

The two foreign guests used to call the waiter to come to the guest room to clean up briefly before going out after breakfast every day. Before the shift was handed over this morning, the quasi-escort was asked by the lobby manager to clean up at 207. Seeing that the manager was busy with other things, she pulled the temporary project Xiaohua and went upstairs together. The wishful thinking of the quasi-escort is that Cheng Xiaohua sweeps the house to collect the garbage, and he seriously "supervises" in front of two foreign women, and asks the guests whether they are satisfied when they finish the work, and finally reaches out to take the tips that the guests may take. However, the guest did not tip, and when White Snake cleaned up the bathroom, she was afraid of getting dirty and did not follow up.

The quasi-escort was so choked that she couldn't speak, and White Snake ignored her, and said to Italy with a smile: "Please follow her to the living room on the first floor to rest for a while and taste the free drink." I need to clean this room thoroughly to make sure no other cockroaches are hiding. ”

After listening to the translation, the Frenchwoman hesitated for a few seconds, stood up with her briefcase, and muttered something to the Italian woman. The Italian woman said to the white snake, "Thank you." ”

"Don't be stunned, take the two guests downstairs. "The temporary project Xiaohua ordered like a superior to be a quasi-escort.

Room 207 is the only one left in White Snake. Unluckily, the Frenchwoman took the briefcase with her, but there must have been other valuable things left in the room, and she was able to make the most of the time she spent "cleaning" before they returned.

There was a stack of printouts neatly placed on the bedside table, all in English, which she couldn't read, so she had to turn slowly page by page on the collar pin. Staring at the transmitted image, Yu Gong didn't know what it meant, and in terms of format, it looked like an official document like an official letter. He noticed that on the front page of each document was a distinctive emblem - five arms clasped together in a circle, painted like arrows joining each other, and in the center of the ring was a purple cross. It looks like it's some kind of badge. Then, when he turned to the end of a document, he saw a combination of letters, numbers, and symbols, which was supposed to be a web address.

White Snake put the papers back on the bedside table as they were, and deftly opened all the doors and drawers in the room. They didn't put much in it, just bits and pieces, inconspicuous personal belongings. White Snake looked at it three times, and was finally attracted by a round badge in the dresser drawer, mixed with pens and a box of paper clips. The badge was gold on a gold background, and the pattern on it was so abstract that even Dante, a former editor of an art magazine, could not recognize it as a combination of a book, a ruler, and a torch. Another badge of unknown meaning, the only thing that can be seen is the Arabic numeral "50" under the combined pattern.

After closing the last cabinet door, the white snake's eyes swept to a wastepaper basket in the doorway. After a brief hesitation, she approached with a broom, dustpan, and garbage bag, bending down to fumble for the waste paper towels and under the packaging box. Okay, White Snake, good job! The fool bit his lip and praised in his heart.

Finally, she pulled out a handful of confetti. There is no shredder in the room, this is torn by hand, of course it is not torn to shreds, the fragments are still relatively large, and there are traces of writing with a signature pen on them. Is this mess in French? The handwriting on the confetti has obvious consecutive strokes, which looks even more strange, what is written, the white snake is still confused, only to see that there are English letters, numbers, and it seems that there are Chinese pinyin, they are intertwined, it seems that they cannot form words or sentences with complete meanings at all, and they are simply more "profound" than the English homework of poor students.

Who in the group is the best at playing puzzles?

Suddenly, with a slight metal crash, the doorknob twisted downward, and the door opened. The Italian translator stood outside the door in amazement.

It turned out that in the living room on the first floor, the French woman drank two sips of orange juice, and the nerves frightened by the cockroaches gradually stabilized, and she began to feel that the cockroaches in the bath were not quite right: they were two American cockroaches, which were rare in Beijing, and she had not seen them several times, so how could she suddenly come to a regular hotel in the bustling city? She put down her cup and remembered the demeanor of the temporary waiter when she invited them downstairs. So, the humanitarians gave the female translator in French and taught her to go upstairs and have a look.

"Hey, you...... What do you need?" The interpreter pulled out a tissue: "Go to the bathroom." ”

"I think it's better to get rid of all the garbage in the house first, so as not to attract cockroaches again. The moment he heard the doorknob, the white snake almost instinctively knocked over the paper basket, and the waste paper towels and empty packaging boxes were scattered. Then, in front of an Italian translator, she grabbed the discarded objects, including the scraps of paper in her hand, into a small black garbage bag. Before the female translator remembered that the confetti was originally pressed under the bottom of the paper basket, she grabbed the small garbage bag and went back to the bathroom, pulled out another small garbage bag and pretended to put in the little garbage except for the cockroach corpses, which was considered to follow the garbage classification standard.

"Rest assured, cockroaches won't be causing trouble anymore. But you'll have to burn these two to be safe. The female translator saw the dead cockroaches wrapped in paper towels and put into waste paper bags.

The small garbage bag containing paper scraps looks deflated because there are few things inside. Leaving room 207, White Snake took advantage of his back to the female translator and magically changed an almost deflated empty small garbage bag into his hand. Regardless of the darkness, she walked straight to the garbage station in the backyard of the hotel, threw two small garbage bags into the large garbage bin, and then picked up the waste paper bags containing dead cockroaches and walked out of the backyard. Before lighting a lighter to cremate the cockroaches, she took out the confetti bag that she had just stuffed into the side pocket of her jacket and pressed the half of the brick she picked up from the ground under the backyard wall.