Fang Buwei subconsciously followed the male receptionist down the first floor, and just came out of the stairwell, there was a loud bell next to him.

The sound came from a house next to the stairwell. Fang Buwei stopped and asked the male receptionist next to him: "Is this the phone ringing?" ”

The receptionist nodded.

Fang Buwei's heart moved: If it was really a Japanese spy who discovered the abnormality in the hotel on the day of the meeting, he would definitely report it to the headquarters, and using the telephone was the fastest and most convenient.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible, and Fang Buwei asked the male receptionist: "Is this call right to the outside world?" ”

The male receptionist nodded: "It must be an external ......"

Fang Buwei quietly asked a few details, as long as he paid the money, anyone could call, three silver dollars at a time, and the city phone could be called for five minutes, and more than five minutes would add money.

To pass on information, why not take five minutes, one sentence is enough.

"Okay, you go get busy, I'll take a look!" Fang Buwei sent away the male receptionist. After a walk down the hall, I turned into the telephone room.

The operator was a woman in her twenties, and when she entered, she was bored reading a newspaper.

"Hello Miss, do you still recognize me?" Fang Buwei said hello.

The operator looked up and looked at Fang Buwei's handsome face, revealing a confused look.

"On the morning of March 20th, I called here......" Fang Buwei reminded the operator as he pretended to be familiar.

March 20 was the day Guan Jingyan was assassinated.

The operator smiled and said apologetically: "I'm sorry sir, I've only been here for less than a month, and the previous one has left......"

"Oh!" Fang Buwei replied, and said, "It's such a young lady, after I made a phone call here last time, I pulled a business card here, I don't remember the number on it, but it's very important, can you help me find it?" ”

After listening to Fang Buwei's words, the operator really pulled away, took out a few business cards, and handed them to Fang Buwei.

It often happens that after a guest has made a phone call, they pull their card here. The operator will also help put it away.

Fang Bu flipped through the pretense of pretending, shook his head, and returned a few business cards to the operator.

"Can you help, check it out for me. Although I lost my business card, you must have a record of the phone call you made here? Fang Buwei asked tentatively.

"I'm sorry sir, we have a ...... here"

When he saw the silver dollar in Fang Buwei's outstretched palm, the operator swallowed the rest of the words.

"Sir, don't you say it......" The operator glanced left and right, took the silver dollar very quickly, and lowered his voice to the other party.

Fang Buwei gave a look that you could not only reassure you.

Because the hotel steward regularly checks the fees, every call made from here will ask the operator to register in detail.

The operator opened the cabinet behind him and pulled out a ledger.

"It's March 20th, right?" The operator confirmed.

Fang Buwei nodded.

Opening the registration record on March 20, from 7 a.m. to 12 p.m., the hotel phone call was only made three times.

"You can't remember it, do you?" Fang Bu asked suspiciously.

"No, it won't!" The operator shook his head, "If something goes wrong, the boss will deduct the money." ”

"Why so little?" Fang Buwei asked again.

Looking at the face of a big ocean, the operator patiently explained: "The public telephone outside is only charged seven corners at a time, but here it costs three...... There was no urgency, no one would call the hotel......"

Seeing that Fang didn't believe it, she added another sentence: "My monthly salary is only twenty yuan......

Being able to work as an operator in such a hotel is really impossible for ordinary people. The hotel is opened by French people, and the first thing to know is French. But it's not just the French, so you have to know English, but even Japanese, German, and Russian.

Twenty oceans a month is already a high income. Fang Buwei heard the little nurse surnamed Feng tell her when she was hospitalized that she only had five yuan a month.

In Nanjing, an ordinary employee's salary is three or five yuan a month.

Who is willing to take a month's salary to make a local call?

"Do you have any other phone numbers?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"There are only a few specific rooms with dedicated lines, and they are generally not open to the public!"

There's no need to open a presidential suite just to make a phone call.

Three phone calls, one at twelve o'clock in the afternoon and one at three o'clock in the afternoon, were of no value.

The third was at half past ten in the morning, and the time was very close.

Guan Jingyan left the hotel at 11 o'clock, and arrived at the junction of the British and American concessions and Hongkou at 11:20, after which a shootout took place.

The last one is the most suspicious.

"Miss, can you find out the name or address of the owner of the phone, I really can't remember!" Fang Buwei pretended to be in a hurry.

The operator was embarrassed and said, "I have to go to the telephone bureau to check this, I can't do it......"

"Do you have anyone you are familiar with...... I'm really anxious, all the expenses are covered in me, and in the end, your benefits will definitely be indispensable......" Fang Buwei said eagerly.

The operator is very motivated, and the key is that Fang is not too generous.

There are business contacts, and the operator really knows a steward of the telephone bureau.

Using the hotel's phone, the operator contacted the manager of the telephone bureau and said that Fang Buwei's request was agreed.

Fang Bu was secretly excited, and gave the operator ten oceans.