Back at the hotel, it was already afternoon, before Walter went back to the room, he knocked on Natasha's door, but no one responded, thinking that he should still be shopping outside, Walter couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed that the other party was still a girl.

However, when he turned around, Walter felt something strange nearby, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him nearby, however, after scanning the surroundings, he didn't find anything abnormal, and couldn't help but shake his head that he was a little nervous, and thought about it more.

After that, I went back to my room to sleep, after all, I stayed at the door of the photography exhibition for half a day in the morning, basking in the sun for half a day, and I was very tired. It's just that the moment the door of his room was closed, he didn't know that behind a wall in the distance, there was a black-clothed figure who breathed a sigh of relief, and the black shadow's heart secretly said that Walter's vigilance was so good, that he was almost noticed.

An afternoon passed slowly, and by the time Walter was ready to get up, he glanced at his watch, and it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Outside the window, the sky was getting dark.

After getting up, his head felt groggy, Walter washed his face, changed his clothes, and prepared to go to Natasha's room to call her for dinner, but after knocking on the door several times in a row, no one answered, which suddenly made Walter feel strange. At the same time, there is also a trace of worry, after all, although Natasha is not the first time to go out, and the ability to live independently is very strong, even if the security in Paris is good during the day, but it is still not safe for a girl to go out shopping with a lot of cash.

Walter then walked to the front desk of the hotel and asked the front desk lady if she saw Natasha come back, but the answer she got was disappointing, Natasha did not return to the hotel, which couldn't help but make Walter strange, after all, it stands to reason that this woman, no matter how obsessed with shopping, should not return to the hotel so late.

However, to Walter's surprise, the front desk lady informed him that a letter had been sent to the front desk asking the front desk to deliver the letter to a guest at "410", and Walter's room number was "410".

Very curious to take the letter sent by the nobody, Walter opened the envelope suspiciously, and after reading the letter, his face was suddenly shocked, because the content of the letter was, "Hong Kong people, if you want to know the whereabouts of this girl, then at nine o'clock tonight, go to the pizzeria in front of the hotel to meet, and bring 20,000 US dollars out." Remember, no one can tell this thing, especially the police, otherwise, don't want him to live!"

Obviously, Walter's intuition came true, Natasha probably had an accident because of the squandering of a lot of money, and she should have been kidnapped, and this letter was a ransom letter sent by the kidnapper.

It's just that Walter is curious about why the kidnappers use the name Hong Kong when they send letters.

Could it be that someone saw him and thought he was Asian?

Still, he couldn't help but think of the strange feeling he felt when he returned to the hotel......

Could it be that at that time, someone really followed him and thought he was a Hong Kong person when he saw his mixed-race skin color?

That's not right, I'm a mixed-race person, and most of the time I use English, how can I think of Hong Kong directly?

……

All kinds of doubts made Stillt a little puzzled, but Natasha's kidnapping should have become a fact, and Walter would not write to believe that this was the girl's prank, because it was not worth the other party's doing.

"Excuse me, what does the person who sent me this letter look like?"

Walter asked calmly, he didn't want to be noticed by the hotel staff because of his gaffe, so as to expose Natasha's affairs, thinking that he might be followed, he was afraid that once he exposed this matter, the kidnappers of Natasha would directly tear up the ticket, what guarantee did he have for the kidnappers' conduct.

"Sir, the letter was sent by a young boy. The front desk lady smiled back.

"Little boy, is there no one else?"

"Yes, only a little boy. ”

"Okay, thank you!"

"Okay, go slowly!"

Walter returned to his room a little depressed, went to his safe without hesitation, withdrew 20,000 cash, and then looked at the time, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and there were still more than two hours before the time agreed by the kidnappers, which was long and anxious.

In fact, Walter really wanted to call the police station now, or ask someone else who was trustworthy for help, but he thought that the other party might be following him, and it was very likely that he would tap the phone in his room, so he didn't dare to take the risk, so he gave up this plan.

Feeling a pang of hunger in his stomach, Walter thought that instead of waiting in his room, he would go get something to eat, it was still early anyway, so he stuffed the $20,000 into his suit pocket and went out of the room to the hotel's restaurant.

Ordering a simple pasta at random, the mood at the moment was simply terrible, Walter didn't even have the desire to drink, he just ate the lemonade and ate the dates, without his usual demeanor at all.

However, accidents always seem to be accompanied by new accidents, and just as Walter was still looking at his watch, preparing to meet the kidnappers when the time came, an unexpected but reasonable voice appeared in Walter's ears.

"Walter, is something wrong with you?"

When I looked up, it was Agatha's old woman who had just talked about the copyright of the novel, and at this moment the other party was looking at Walter quietly, as if his bright eyes had already seen through something.

"Hmm...... Hello, Ms. Mallorwin!" Walter replied, somewhat stunned.

"Hello!

"Why are you here?"

"I'm hungry, so I'm going to come to the restaurant. Agatha said very naturally, and then said with some concern: "I saw that you were here, and I didn't seem to be in good spirits, so I came to ask you what was wrong." ”

"My friend ......" When the words came to his mouth, Walter suddenly stopped, and then suddenly thought of something, and said to Agatha: "My friend Charles Lindbergh III, I need to go outside the hotel to buy pizza, I'm sorry, I'll talk next time I have a chance." With that, Walter got up and left.

At this time, Walter was not sure if there was anyone following him, so he naturally did not dare to say anything about Natasha's kidnapping, of course, the only thing Walter could be sure of now was that Agatha in front of him would never be a kidnapper, and he was the only person he could turn to at the moment. However, just in case, if you can't ask for help openly, you can only ask for help secretly, hoping that this master of reasoning literature can understand the meaning of his words.

In the dining room, looking at Walter's departure, Agatha was thoughtful, and there was a hint of clarity in her heart, as if things were really the same as she had guessed when she first met Walter just now.

However, Agatha didn't make any moves, just called the waiter to come and order, and then took the menu, pretending to order, but secretly scanning everything around her.

Soon, at the dining table not far behind her, a figure in a black trench coat caught her attention, because Agatha clearly felt that this person had been looking at Walter nonchalantly. And now, after Walter's figure completely disappeared in the restaurant, the other party left quickly, and with the meaning of Walter's words just now, everything has surfaced.

What a smart kid, it's a shame not to write detective mystery novels...... Agatha muttered at the corner of her mouth, and then when the shadow left, she refused the order and left......

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