In the early morning, Cheng Bin, who was sitting on the sofa and napping, heard a sound of footsteps and immediately woke up.

He took a few steps to the door, and through the cracks in the door, he saw the hotel manager walking down the hallway.

There are no other guests on this level, so the manager can't be someone else. Cheng Bin didn't wait for him to come over, and took the initiative to open the door and walk out.

The manager was obviously taken aback by the sudden appearance of Cheng Bin, who squeezed out a business-like smile on his face and said good morning to Cheng Bin.

Cheng Bin looked at him with a straight face, "I didn't make an appointment for a wake-up call." ”

The manager coughed and said uncomfortably, "I'm just here to make sure the guest is up." He said, "I'll have someone arrange breakfast." ”

Cheng Bin looked at him curiously, frowned and said, "Is it difficult to arrange breakfast?" ”

The manager thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the customer's request." "If it's like last night, I need to get people to prepare," he said. ”

Cheng Bin looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, and he said, "No one eats breakfast like this, right?" ”

The manager seemed to be much more nervous than yesterday in front of Cheng Bin, and he subconsciously rubbed his hands and said, "Of course...... But we respect every guest's choice. ”

"What's a normal breakfast?" Cheng Bin heard a voice in the room and knew that someone had already gotten up, so he decided not to go around the bend with the manager, he asked, "Just follow the normal arrangement." ”

Hearing Cheng Bin's words, the manager was obviously relieved, and he hurriedly said: "Under normal circumstances, we provide a buffet breakfast, of course, if the guests need it, they can also be sent to the room." ”

Cheng Bin glanced at him and said thoughtfully, "Wait until I ask Madame." He said, "Is the restaurant on the first floor?" ”

"Third floor." "Breakfast is only for guests staying in the hotel, so security is guaranteed," said the manager. ”

Cheng Bin nodded and waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

Watching the manager walk into the elevator, Cheng Bin turned around and saw Vera standing behind the half-open door looking at him.

"He looks scared of you." Vera said.

"I think he's probably heard something." Cheng Bin said: "Just look at the dark circles under his eyes and know that he shouldn't be very good at time management." ”

Vera looked at him curiously, "What's the matter?" ”

"Something that doesn't sound so comfortable." Cheng Bin said.

Yesterday, when he returned to the hotel with a "ketchup", he happened to meet the manager, Cheng Bin guessed that he must have connected himself with the shootout in the bar, considering that after so many people died in the bar, Jim didn't even look for the door, Mr. Manager should have realized what was going on with the person living in the presidential suite.

So he should be worried that he is not satisfied with the service provided by the hotel, others are not satisfied with the most loss of work, Cheng Bin is not satisfied but will lose his life.

Cheng Bin still retains the quality of prehistoric times, and he never feels that he is brave and ruthless to brag about, so he is reluctant to mention his guess in front of Vera, but simply repeats the manager's question, and then asks Vera's opinion.

"Let's go to the buffet." Apparently Vera knew what the buffet was like, and she thought about it for a moment and quickly decided, "Maria should like it." ”

Cheng Bin nodded, and saw that the waiter in the stairwell was looking at them, so he reached out and pushed the door open, and motioned for Vera, who was only wearing a nightgown, to return to the room.

Unlike Cheng Bin's worries, Vera didn't mention yesterday's incident again, she poured herself a glass of water at the water dispenser, and then leaned against the window, looking at the silent street downstairs, not knowing what she was thinking.

Because he needed to hurry today, Cheng Bin didn't leave a chance for Rebecca to sleep lazy, and after waking up Rebecca and Maria, the four of them cleaned up and went downstairs to the cafeteria for breakfast together.

The manager didn't tell nonsense, there were not many people in the restaurant, Cheng Bin saw at a glance the three reporters he met yesterday, they were getting together and whispering something, one of them saw Cheng Bin walk in and quickly stabbed his companion. The female reporter looked up and saw Cheng Bin, with an excited smile on her face, and waved her hand vigorously at him.

Cheng Bin ignored it and followed Vera to the dining table to get the plate, Vera whispered, "They know you?" ”

"Met on the way to the Grand Canyon." Cheng Bin didn't mention that he repaired the car for others, he picked up a disk, originally planned to take care of Maria, but immediately found that the little girl had already followed Rebecca to choose food, regardless of her condition, this is a very cute little girl, with the general liveliness of her age.

"You're right." Cheng Bin said: "Children always like to choose more occasions. ”

"It's a pity I can't give her more options." Vera said sadly, "The doctor said that if she stopped taking the medicine, she would not live for more than a month. ”

Cheng Bin glanced at her and said insincerely: "There will always be a way." ”

"yes." Vera sighed inaudibly, and walked away with her plate.

The breakfast provided by the Khiva Hotel was quite varied, but Cheng Bin didn't spend time on choosing, he asked for two double-sided fried eggs, took a glass of milk and two sandwiches, and when he sat down at the table, Vera and the three were still circling around the dining table.

"Good morning." As soon as Cheng Bin sat down, the female reporter had already come over, she looked like she had finished eating, and she was holding a cup of coffee in her hand.

"I didn't have time to introduce myself yesterday." The female reporter said: "My name is Jennifer, Jennifer. Simple. She stretched out her right hand towards Cheng Bin, "Thank you for your help yesterday." ”

Cheng Bin glanced at her, sat on the seat and shook the other party's hand, and quickly let go, when the two hands were shaken, his eyes flickered, Jane's hand was very rough, and the finger of the middle finger had a thick callus, considering that she was the shooter when she was hit by Xiaoli, this should not be a practice of special martial arts, that is, a gun cocoon.

Jane seemed a little surprised by the speed of Cheng Bin's handshake, and she pointed to the chair next to her, "Is that okay?" She asked.

Cheng Bin glanced at her, "I have companions." ”

Jane laughed, "I know, you have three companions. "But the table is huge," she said. ”

She sat down by herself, looked at Cheng Bin and said, "You seem to be very good at rejecting others." ”

"And you're surprisingly bad at being rejected." Cheng Bin said.

Jane laughed, "You're very reflexive. She said, "It makes me curious about where you come from." "Don't be angry, it's just a journalist's instinct," she said. That's how good journalism is generated. ”

Cheng Bin thought about it and said very seriously: "Then you'd better not get angry when you hear it." "In the wilderness, news is spread by mouth," he said. ”

Jane looked at him, her expression became surprised, and she chuckled under her breath, "Are you hinting at something?" She smiled and said, "In addition to being able to repair cars, do you happen to be an old driver?" ”

She said in a low voice, in a seductive voice, "Did anyone tell you?" You have a dangerous sense of temptation that can make a woman desperate to burn herself. ”

Then a thud was heard, and a plate full of food landed on the table where the two were sitting, startling Jane.

"I'm sorry." Rebecca said with a straight face, "You sat in my place." ”