This is the first time Cheng Bin has really walked into the presidential suite of a hotel, although the presidential suite in Khiva is a little shabby, and there is a gap between Cheng Bin and what Cheng Bin has seen in the video with the UP master before, but it is also called the presidential suite after all, this is a kind of self-confidence, at least the hotel in Maple Leaf Town does not dare to say that it has a presidential suite.

For Cheng Bin, there is another first alongside the first time he lived in the presidential suite, that is, the first time he opened a room with his sister, and it was once with three - well, minors are not counted, then there is only one, and that is also the first time, whether it is a multi-person sport or not.

Mrs. Castro probably didn't expect Cheng Bin to open only one room, but seeing Rebecca by her side, she didn't think Cheng Bin had bad intentions, after all, the young lady of the Zhugashvili family can still give people some confidence.

Accompanied by the hotel manager, the four of them walked into the inn, Cheng Bin was very keenly aware of the traces that had just been found, obviously Rebecca's complaint was not wrong, the presidential suite of this hotel was afraid that no one had stayed in it for a long time, so long that even the staff began to be lazy and did not carry out daily cleaning, and needed to carry out a surprise attack when there were guests.

The Khiva Hotel has six floors, the presidential suite occupies the entire sixth floor, there is a dedicated elevator, the stairwell is guarded, and the security performance is still good, at least worthy of Cheng Bin's shriveled money bag.

This money bag contained the proceeds of his sale of the mutant beast in Maple Leaf Town, and then he briefly threw it away, of course, he quickly got it back, but after this time, he probably couldn't get it back.

At that time, Gu Immersion had told Emily that the man who sold the mutant beast had made a small fortune. In fact, he was not wrong, for a revenant, this money could allow him to live comfortably in the wasteland for a year, and the real three years will not be opened, and the opening will be eaten for three years.

However, in the Grand Canyon, it is only enough for one night in the presidential suite, and even if the second night is discounted, the rest of the money will not be enough.

Cheng Bin didn't remember where his money went, he put down his backpack and checked the rooms very carefully, then nodded to the manager with satisfaction and sent him away, of course, he didn't tip the guy who counted the money out of his wallet.

It was also the first time for Rebecca to live in such a big house, and after the manager left, she said to Cheng Bin excitedly: "Heavenly Father is above, have you noticed?" There are actually two meeting rooms here. ”

Cheng Bin glanced at her tolerantly, the presidential suite doesn't just say that the room is big enough, otherwise would it be called the Trump suite if you add a cover to the canyon? The so-called presidential suite is to contain quite a lot of functional rooms, which is why Cheng Bin would rather spend a lot of money to choose here, not to mention that this design that occupies an entire floor alone is worth the price.

The first inspection he did just now was just a cursory look, and now that he had time, he carefully checked each room again, which in the process a waiter sent a menu, and asked where the dinner was, Mrs. Castro asked Rebecca to consult Cheng Bin's opinion, and decided to eat in the room, although there is no kitchen in the presidential suite, but there is a very large dining room, and there is no problem for four people to eat in it.

When Cheng Bin came back from checking the room, he saw Rebecca sitting behind the bar in a corner of the restaurant, holding a glass in her hand and a bottle of freshly opened red wine next to her.

"Glova says you're a few months away from coming of age." Cheng Bin frowned and said, "Are you sure you want to drink alcoholic beverages?" ”

"Not really." Rebecca yelled dissatisfiedly, "My dad doesn't care about me." ”

"I promise to take care of you for your brother." Cheng Bin walked over and wanted to take the glass, but Rebecca obviously refused, Cheng Bin didn't want to pull with Rebecca, his fingers pressed on her wrist holding the wine glass, Rebecca's fingers immediately lost her strength, and before the wine glass could slip, Cheng Bin had already reached out to catch it.

"I don't want it." Rebecca said with a pair of big eyes as she reached out and grabbed the bottle from the bar, "If you don't give me the glass back." She said, "That's what I'll do." ”

Before Cheng Bin could speak, Mrs. Castro's voice sounded behind him, "It's okay to drink a little." She said, "I want to drink a little bit too." ”

Cheng Bin turned his head to look at her and shook his head helplessly. Mrs. Castro couldn't stop him from drinking, and of course he didn't want to drink with her, and it seemed that it was the best option to keep Rebecca here.

Bernard is actually right, Mrs. Castro is also a rare beauty, but Cheng Bin really can't appreciate her morbid beauty, not to mention that he actually killed someone's husband, and there is still a little bit of discipline.

"It's going to take a while for dinner to arrive." Cheng Bin said to Rebecca: "I'll go down and take a look, you be careful." ”

"Don't worry." Rebecca pulled out the Glock pistol tucked behind her belt, slapped it on the table, and said haughtily, "You can go with confidence." ”

Since she achieved a 10-meter score under the guidance of Cheng Bin when she camped last night, Rebecca's self-confidence began to swell.

Cheng Bin resisted the urge to complain about her words, and silently wished her to eat whatever she wanted.

He found a pair of ordinary pants in the dressing room of the guest room, changed the one he was wearing, and cut off the trouser tube directly with a knife, and then nodded with the big and small women who drank together, turned around and walked out of the restaurant, and saw the waiter guarding the stairwell standing meticulously at the staircase, and when he saw Cheng Bin coming out, he hurriedly greeted him.

There is a special elevator in the presidential suite, but it seems that the waiter's consciousness is not enough, and when the guests in the suite are in the room, the elevator is actually on the first floor, apparently left after the waiter who came to deliver the menu just now went downstairs.

When waiting for the elevator, Cheng Bin and the waiter inquired about some things, went downstairs and went directly out of the hotel, passed through the alley next to the hotel, and came to another street, when he passed through this street in the afternoon to find Mrs. Castro's house, he once saw a sign with a bar.

By this time, it was already dark, and there were quite a few people in the bar, at least much more popular than Emily's, which also showed that the nightlife of the Grand Canyon was much more active than that of Maple Town.

Cheng Bin walked straight to the bar and knocked on the table, "A glass of beer." He said.

"You have to pay for it here." The waiter behind the bar, a young man in suspenders and a top hat, said to Cheng Bin with his hand on the counter.

Cheng Bin had just searched the corpse twice recently, and although the harvest could not be compared with the sale of the mutant beast, it was somewhat thin and wealthy, so he took out a roll of banknotes from his pocket and threw it over.

The most valuable currency in the moor is the coin he just spent in the hotel, the scientific name is Kingdom Coins, because it was minted by the United Kingdom. However, everyone likes to call it a coin because it is literally hard and is said to block bullets.

In addition, there are some small denomination banknotes, which are theoretically issued by the United Kingdom, but in fact the major cities in each region have the right to mint, so the printing quality is very uneven, and if you want to break it down, the proportion of currency issued in different places to exchange coins is not uniform - the place where the banknotes are issued can be seen from the number.

The waiter glanced at the roll of banknotes, took out a cup from under the counter, and poured Cheng Bin a glass of wine. When he counted the money, Cheng Bin asked, "I want to buy something, who should I go to?" ”

"What kind of thing?" The waiter asked, looking up.

"Scope." Cheng Bin stretched out his hand and picked up the wine glass and raised it in front of him, but he didn't put it in his mouth, he looked at the waiter and said, "The scope used on the big gun." ”

The waiter looked at him, stopped what he was doing, and didn't even count the money.