Chapter 203: The Lone Wolf (42)

The dinner afterwards was very nice, which was exactly what I wanted. This is mainly because these four people have never been to France, and although I have not been there for a long time, I have heard a lot from the old wolf when I was working with him, including his own experiences, perceptions, and even stories about the French underworld, etc., all I can think of is used by me at this moment. During this time, I also pretended to introduce them to the skills of how to identify and taste red wine, which I also heard from the old wolf, and in the end the four of them could really say that I was a wine dealer in the wine business in France.

When I was almost done, I asked the waiter to settle the bill. This is the advantage of always being in charge of communicating with the waiter, who will first look at the person who has been communicating with you at the checkout, and are more inclined to follow the person's decisions and commands. So although all four of them said they couldn't let me pay, they still let me go back to the east at my insistence.

When I was full of food and drink, it was getting dark outside, and I looked at the time, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Before I left the hotel with the four of them, I sent another message to D to report that I was safe. When I walked out of the hotel, the figures of those two people did not appear around, probably hiding in some dark place and continued to stare at me.

"Brother Lu, where do you live?" The fitness man asked after leaving the hotel.

I picked up the travel bag in my hand and said, "I haven't landed yet, and I plan to find a place to move in." ”

"You old Jianghu, you don't even book a hotel first?" The man with glasses asked in surprise.

"Hi. Don't mention it. I waved my hand, "It's just that I've been pitted by the experience of the rivers and lakes." As I spoke, I looked around, "Where are you going?" Where to play? ”

"What are you playing? We've all been shopping for a day. I'm going to break my leg and I'm going to go back to rest. The fitness man obviously didn't have any city government, so he turned around and pointed to the west and said, "We live there, called... Hotel Plaza Mirabel. ”

"Oh?" I looked in the direction he was pointing, "How about the hotel?" ”

"Pretty good." The fitness man said immediately.

"I don't know if there's any room available there right now." I said, looking at the four people in front of me. And these four people are very interesting at the moment, the glasses man is obviously the most urban of the four, he is very wary, he has been eyeing the fitness man before, but the fitness man has always ignored it, and the glasses man's girlfriend is also not very concerned. However, the female classmate surnamed Wang seemed to understand the intention of the glasses man, and quietly touched the fitness man halfway, as if to remind him.

Fortunately, these reminders were all ignored by the fitness man, and when he saw me say this, he immediately said, "Then I'll take you to ask." ”

"Then I'm bothering you. Won't it disturb your plans? I asked, pretendingly.

"No, it won't." The fitness man immediately waved his hand, "I'm really tired." So saying, he turned and walked out in the direction of the hotel called Plaza Mirabel.

"Just don't bother." I said as I followed quickly, in fact, I know this hotel, I have been wandering around here for a day, although the name may not be right, but in what direction there is still relatively clear. As I walked with them to the hotel lobby, I noticed that one of the two had stopped at the door of the hotel and hadn't followed.

"Then you guys are busy with yours, and I'll take care of the rest. It's a pleasure to meet a few people, and I'll see you in the future. With that, I walked straight to the help desk. Actually, I didn't really want to live here, I just wanted to make the people who followed me think that I was really a tourist and that I was traveling with my companions.

When I got to the front desk, I asked in French about the directions to the hotel's toilets and parking lots. After the careful and responsible guidance of the service lady, I turned around and walked in the direction of the toilet in the hall, and as I walked to the bathroom, I noticed that the four people were waiting for the elevator in front of the elevator, and there seemed to be a little argument between them, probably blaming the fitness man for easily bringing a stranger like me back to the hotel where they were.

Naturally, I didn't have time to deal with them, so when I arrived at the men's restroom in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, I immediately found a booth where no one was there, and in it I quickly changed my clothes, from head to toe. After tidying up, I stuffed my clothes, pants and shoes directly into the trash can next to the bathroom door, and only returned to the hotel lobby after confirming that they were correct, but this time I did not leave from the hotel gate, but went straight down to the underground parking lot from the safe passage not far from the elevator. I left the hotel from the parking lot and walked directly to the chapel at the foot of the hill that I had been looking forward to.

Heading south from this hotel, I soon came back to the foot of the hill after passing by Mozart's University, where I had been before. This time, I'm pretty sure that the person who had been following me didn't follow me again. I don't know if they gave up on their own or if they lost it because of my tricks, but after I made my way to the chapel, they were clean behind me, and no suspicious figures were found.

I quickly found the bush I had been looking at, and when I arrived, I quickly began to change my clothes by the light emanating from the chapel, and in about ten minutes I put the stinking dress on my body and put the wig that looked like a bird's nest on my head.

I stuffed my change of clothes into my bag and hid them in the bushes, with only a gun and some change and a phone call from D, and left under the cover of night, and again along the Salzach River all the way north to the corner of Marcus Street. When I got here, I first found two places where no one was there and reported D that he was safe, and then I staggered into Marcus Street and took a closer look at 120 for the first time.

No. 120 is still the same, except for the door headlights coming on again, and the garbage can on the side of the road seems to be filled with garbage again. I kept going slowly, but I didn't get far when I noticed someone looking at me in the street. The man was walking on the sidewalk across the road and was visibly looking at me as he came by. But as soon as I approached the lamplight to show him what I was wearing, the man quickly looked away and walked towards the intersection behind me.

This man must have been a sentry on this road, for he stopped when he came to the junction behind me, and as if he had no clear purpose, he looked left and right for a moment before walking unhurriedly to the river.

I circled around the row of buildings at No. 120, and after making sure that there were no special circumstances, I returned to the junction of Marcus Street from the north side along the river, where I sat directly on a bench not far from the junction, and slowly fell asleep after about ten minutes.

Thanks to my old friend Jianda, the bumpy man (still not slippery) cut fat. In the summer, I want six-pack abs. Hahaha

(End of chapter)