"The Strike has entered the banquet hall box," the voice of the cameraman Paul came from Chloe's headphones, "and you can safely enter his room." ”

"Okay, Paul, you can keep an eye on me," she whispered, pinching the microphone, "to keep in touch." With that, she walked towards room 1101, where she had been attacked.

The locals are petite, Chloe thought as she walked. The waitress uniform she borrowed from the concierge was not very comfortable. Although this Badisa long skirt is beautiful, the crotch is too narrow, so she has to adjust it every two steps, otherwise the skirt will always fade to the waist; The Kabaya shirt on the upper body is completely transparent, which also makes her a little unaccustomed, and it is not buttoned yet, only tied by three ties. Chloe felt that the tie on her chest was really a little tight, and she had to control her breathing, otherwise she was afraid that the borrowed clothes would be broken.

The beaded heeled sandals on the feet feel good to wear, and although they are the shoes of the waiters at the Village Hotel, they are certainly also designed by famous artists. The toes are exposed just right, making your feet look more beautiful; And the key is that the front of the shoe completely wraps the little toe, so that you can control the shoe effortlessly, and it is not difficult to walk at all.

Chloe is a frequent visitor to high-level receptions and is confident in her high-heeled stance. With this in mind, Chloe pays special attention to the waiter's pace, trying to imitate her so-called subordinate posture. After all, she is pretending to be a waitress according to her plan, entering the room where she was beaten to see what she can find, which is also making some "preparations" for a one-on-one interview. However, Chloe wouldn't push the waiter's cart over, she wouldn't do such a thing, and she was forced to wear the waiter's clothes.

Arriving in room 1101 and facing the open door, Chloe began to imagine how luxurious it was. She readjusted her skirt, then rang the doorbell and shouted, "Room service." ”

There was no answer. There should be no one in the room, so Paul is watching himself downstairs. However, Chloe was a little uneasy, and when she stuffed money to the concierge to borrow clothes, she was told that the hotel's room service time should usually be 1 o'clock in the afternoon, but now it is 8 o'clock in the evening.

She knocked on the door again and said, "Room service." ”

There was still no answer from inside the door, so Chloe relieved herself and took out the door card from her coat and touched the sensing area, and the door opened with a hiss, and it was pitch black inside.

It was an illegal break-in, and Chloe felt a little nervous, and her heart beat faster. She repeated the concierge's admonition: "Don't do anything, don't touch anything, and lock the door when you leave." ”

Reach out and touch the darkness to insert the door card into the sensor switch, and in an instant, the house is brightly lit and magnificent. This luxurious suite is not only exquisitely furnished, but also has its own small swimming pool and a huge floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall that offers a glamorous night view of the new East Capital.

Chloe, who had been a little frightened just a moment ago, suddenly relaxed and reveled in the room. She even forgot what she was here for, and threw herself on the wide bed and rolled twice. Suddenly, the tie of the clothes on the chest was torn and cracked, "Ah! God, that's bad luck. Chloe sat up from the bed and looked down to see that it was completely torn, "Forget it, it's a big deal to pay them." ”

She stood up and walked around, trying to find the battered luggage. He and himself are just on the first day of coming to Xindongdu, and their luggage should not have been spread out yet. But there were no bags in the house, and the wardrobes, shoe cabinets, and storage boxes were empty. Even the password for the small safe is still in its initial state, and it has not been set at all.

If it weren't for the piles of old newspapers on the table, Chloe might have thought she had made a mistake. Except for the newspapers, it was as if no one had lived in a new room.

Chloe came to the table, her heels clattering on the wooden floor of the porch.

She flipped through the pages of the newspaper, each one feeling different, yellow or wrinkled, as if it had been pieced together. The earliest installment was in early January, and each one was a weekend sports edition.

Why are there so many old newspapers on the table when there are people moving in? It can only be struck to come or collected.

Why are they all sports editions? Is it a game of competitive betting?

"Maybe it's a money grubber." Chloe thought as she looked at the fact that she had a misunderstanding of the attack, or that she was acting on her own, "I was a mercenary myself, and I had to bet on others." ”

The room was silent, and even the voices in the hallway could be heard. Faintly, Chloe heard footsteps approaching, and her shoes clattered against the polished stone floor.

Koloi didn't dare to move: "Could it be that Mr. Meng is back?" No way, Paul was staring downstairs. She checked the walkie-talkie and headphones again, and there were no problems. But he did not dare to call Paul to confirm the location of the attack, but heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, crackling, probably three people.

One of them spoke: "...... Room 1101 in front of ......"

When she heard this, Chloe was shocked, she quickly took off her high heels and picked them up, then crept to the door, pulled the door card from the sensor, and then jumped three times and ran to the curtain on the outer edge of the balcony and hid it, not daring to come out.

Now Chloe is too late to get out.

I'm afraid that the people outside are not attacked, and if they are, there is no need to let others lead the way; Or did he get lost stupidly and asked the waiter to take him back to the house? Chloe made up her mind that if she was struck, she would say it was a room attendant, and then look for a chance to slip away.

Thinking of this, Chloe rubbed her arms, it was really a bit cold at night. In addition to this fully transparent Kabaya shirt, she only wore a white underwear inside, just like a waitress.

At this time, a bell rang outside the door, and someone shouted: "Room service!" ”

Listening closely, Chloe knew the same guy who had borrowed his uniform and key card in the concierge department. Then he must not be hit by him, otherwise why would he shout "room service". But what a guy who can make money, he attracted two groups of people to room 1101 in such a short time. I just paid $50 for this, and I don't know how much this batch was given.

Just thinking of this, with a hiss, the lock pop-up door opened, and the plug-in card turned on. The young man in the concierge said, "Don't do anything, don't touch anything, lock the door when you leave." ”

Chloe heard two footsteps enter the room, both of them of moderate weight and gentle steps, both of them adult males.

One of them said, "Is it necessary?" Since we are investigating the case normally, we will wait for him to come back and ask again. Otherwise, it's sneaky now. The disgruntled voice sounded young.

Chloe hid on the side of the balcony, shielding herself with curtains. The other party said that it was an investigation of the case? That's the police? Is Meng involved in a criminal offense? These were all her guesses.

The other didn't answer, just paced a few steps, apparently not finding anything: "Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can you develop a conversation strategy." His voice was old and serious, and he coughed with phlegm in his words.

"Looks like he didn't have any luggage, it's really light." The young voice said, "I checked downstairs too, and this guy didn't store anything." ”

"Hmm."

At this time, there was the sound of the newspaper flipping, and there was a bang. Chloe thought, too, that the other party had found the pile of old newspapers.

The young man spoke again: "The hotel is right, it is indeed he who asked for these newspapers. But judging from this alone, he has something to do with Lu Tong's death, so we have to rush over, isn't it a little too sensitive. ”

No one answered, and the only sound in the room was the clattering of newspapers. Koloe, who was hiding on the balcony, wrote down the name "Lu Tong" in his mind, and this person seemed to have some kind of relationship with Meng Sheng, and he was dead.

"Team Li, a colleague, if there is anything, I have to say. Our director is looking for me at noon today," the young voice paused, "and he asked me how your life is lately, and if anything is going wrong. ”

"Hmm." The other was grunting, still flipping through the newspaper.

"What does the Director mean, don't you understand? He is under pressure, that is, to ask you to stop chasing Lu Tong's case, and deal with it as a simple accident death, which is simple and good-looking for all parties. Team Li, you're about to retire too, so why bother? ”

"Ah...... the man responded, and then said, "The information found by the guys of our criminal investigation team is not yet complete in the hotel." Yes? I haven't read a lot of newspapers here. Didn't I say that since January, all the reports and materials on the flying race have been brought to me? ”

"They also do their best, after all, the criminal investigation team is not a library."

"Then why don't you look for it in the library?" The older man was a little angry.

"What can you find out? These stinky reporters only know how to make news points, and they know the real news. ”

As soon as she heard this, Chloe's nose tilted in anger. But she didn't dare to scream, if it was usual, she would definitely have to ask the other party to apologize.

At this moment, a voice from the walkie-talkie came: "...... Subject has left and is entering the elevator. ”

"Roger, hold your spot." The young man replied.

Listening only to the popping sound of the newspaper closing, the old man said, "Let's go, don't ask him." I already know how. ”

"Huh? What did you say? The young man was taken aback.

The sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of tidying things up, and the elder said, "Before midnight tomorrow, sort out the location and activity rules of all the underground black flying races for me......" The footsteps gradually moved away, and the voice gradually turned away from Chloe, so that she could not hear the other party's speech clearly.

Then, the lights went out, followed by the slamming of the door.

Chloe poked over, and the two were gone, and the room was quiet. She puts back on her high heels, which are part of the disguise as a waiter.

Back in front of the pile of newspapers next to the table, at this time, Chloe's headphones also rang, it was Paul's voice: "Mr. Mont has gone back to the room, are you still there?" ”

"I'll leave right away." Chloe replied.

But leaving like this, she was a little unwilling. The detective officer known as Team Li just now was indeed flipping through the pile of newspapers and said, "I already know what's going on." "Then there is no doubt that there is some kind of clue hidden in this pile of newspapers.

Now, though, it's imperative to figure out what clues lie in the pile. But Paul said that the struck was coming towards the room. I didn't have time to read it, and I couldn't take the newspaper away. Now that it was too late to turn on the lights, Chloe felt dark, and with the help of the faint light outside the window, she quickly twisted the old newspapers with her right index finger and thumb, hoping to write down the names and dates of these newspapers so that she could keep track of them.

At that moment, a large hand grabbed his wrist.

"Ahh Chloe broke free and covered her mouth and screamed.

The lights were on, and the person in front of him had thick hair and eyes like falcons. The dress was straight and fitted, completely erecting his heroic and upright figure, and the front of the shirt with the collar of the dress was starched to show his strong physique. This person is the one who is the one who wants to do everything possible to conduct an exclusive face-to-face interview.

Like a frightened little animal, Chloe stood there motionless for a moment before she said, "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, Mr. Meng." She wanted to get out quickly, but an idea came to her mind, pretending to be a child who had made a mistake and walking over with her neck stalked, "You are Mr. Meng, right?" I'm a waitress who has come to deliver you the newspaper, so I'm leaving. ”

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhu raised his hand to block her way, and at the same time turned around and buckled the chain lock of the door, and said, "You are not a waiter." ”

"Let me out," Chloe said, "I've got the newspaper for you." ”

"Stop acting, the waiters here don't have blonde hair." "And I remember you, intern journalist Chloe. ”

Chloe was stunned for a moment, then opened her mouth but did not speak.

At that moment, there was a loud bang outside the window, followed by a roar of shock waves from far and near. In the dark night sky, two points of light rose into the air, looking like rockets side by side.

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