Chapter 8 Special Services

Under my repeated urging, Mu Zihan was so annoyed that he gave up the opportunity to enjoy dinner slowly, finished it quickly with me, and returned to the room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And when we got back to our room, what we knew was exactly what we had expected. Because, when we walked past the front desk of the hotel, the waiter of the hotel said that during the time we went out to eat, someone came to us and left information such as contact information.

"Okay, thanks." After Mu Zihan took the note handed by the waiter with the visitor's information and put it away, he was just about to continue to go back to the room, when suddenly he seemed to think of something, he paused suddenly, looked the waiter up and down, and saw that the little waiter was embarrassed.

"Zihan, what's wrong?" I saw that Mu Zihan was delaying his departure, staring at an unknown waiter in a daze, so I asked.

However, I didn't expect him to ignore me, but looked at the waiter and said, "You are the front desk waiter of this hotel, and you can speak Chinese?" Are you also Chinese? What is your name. ”

When he said this, I realized this, yes, I didn't expect this waiter to speak Mandarin. Since all the visitors today communicated with us in Mandarin, it made me forget that we were actually abroad.

"Yes, yes, my name is Xiao He, is there anything I can do to help you?" The waitress little girl may have been stared at by Mu Zihan so directly, she was a little scared, and she took a step back before answering.

"That's right, I do need your help, I think your boss should have explained, I will try my best to meet my needs if I need anything, right?" Mu Zihan said with a smile.

It's just that when I heard this, I was inexplicable, and I didn't know what tricks he was going to play. And the performance of the little girl who waits, I can't guess it. She was actually frightened and took a step back, lowered her head, blushed, and replied angrily: "Yes, yes." "Looking at her, she looks like she's about to cry, what's going on?

It's really strange, although Mu Zihan asked without a head or brain, but at least the tone was kind, even if he stared at her for a while, he didn't scold her, he didn't hit her, how could she be so scared, and even cry? I don't understand.

"Okay, then, from this moment on, as long as the people who come to me, you try to stop them for me, and record their names and contact information." Mu Zihan said, took out a few banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them to her, saying, "This is your hard work." ”

The waiter took the money in his hand, looked at Mu Zihan in a daze, looked stunned, and only reacted after a while, and said weakly: "Is it just like this?" ”

"Of course, or else?" Mu Zihan pouted and smiled and said, "Or, what are you expecting?" As he spoke, he suddenly laughed, patted the shoulder of the waiter who was already flushed, and said, "Okay, do a good job, your benefits are indispensable." After speaking, he turned his head and walked into the elevator, looked at me who was still stunned, and said, "Siyuan, let's go, why are you still stunned?" ”

After returning to the room, I still couldn't understand what happened just now, what was the waiter afraid of Mu Zihan, and what was Mu Zihan laughing at in the end?

"Siyuan, what are you thinking?" After making a cup of tea, sitting at the window, looking at Mu Zihan outside the window while drinking tea, he suddenly asked.

"It's nothing, I just can't figure out why the waiter was so afraid of you just now?" I say.

"I thought something was wrong." Mu Zihan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Siyuan, where is this?" ”

"A hotel." I replied without thinking.

"What else?" Mu Zihan asked again.

"Uh, Golden Triangle." I said after a moment's thought.

"So, in a hotel like the Golden Triangle, a man stares at a beautiful waitress for a long time, and this man is the man whom the innkeeper has told him that he must do his best to meet any of his requests. So, what do you think a man would ask for in such a situation? Mu Zihan couldn't laugh and explained.

"This ...... Special services. I smiled awkwardly, finally fully understood.

No wonder in the end, Mu Zihan smiled and asked the waiter if he had any expectations. Obviously, the waiter misunderstood Mu Zihan's meaning, thinking that Mu Zihan wanted her to accompany him, so he was so afraid.

After that, the time was boring, and even if I turned on the TV, I found that there was nothing to see, because there were so many programs that I couldn't understand what they were saying, and I was completely just looking at the picture, which was not interesting at all.

Of course, during the period, I also asked Mu Zihan why he asked the waiter to help record the information of those visitors? The answer is, it's not that way.

Because, we have the news of Yuan Qinghua and the hotel we are staying in, yesterday and today, maybe only those big forces can find out. But not necessarily after tomorrow.

After all, a day has passed, and with the movements of so many forces, it is impossible not to attract the attention of others. Then the next small and small forces are very likely to know this information from various gossip and other places, and they will naturally gamble their luck to find the door.

And those small forces are almost useless to us, seeing that they are just a waste of time, just let the waiter block back. Of course, there are also some big forces that are not making any moves today, just because they are cautiously waiting and watching. Therefore, we still need to record their contact information, etc., so that we can ask Interpol to help us check the details of the other party.

As the night gradually deepened, the surroundings were silent, and when I was bored and about to fall asleep, Mu Zihan, who had been in front of the computer and didn't know what he was busy with, let out a long breath, closed the computer and stood up, closed the curtains, and began to rummage around the room.

"What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.

"Find a bugging." Mu Zihan replied casually.

"What? Is there a bug in our room? So what we just said was actually eavesdropped? I jumped out of bed in amazement, and all my sleepiness vanished in an instant.

"Don't be so nervous, I knew it would be like this, so, since the morning, I have turned on the signal jammer." Mu Zihan proudly took out a black machine about the size of a mobile phone from his pocket, shook it and said, "So, unless I want them to hear it, don't want to eavesdrop on anything." ”

As he and I searched carefully, we found a total of 7 small bugs the size of thumbnails from several corners of the room.

Looking at these things on the table, I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my heart. Almost all of this was right under my nose, and I didn't even notice it. So, if they had the intention of harming us, and instead of bugging devices, they installed bombs, wouldn't I not even know how to die?

(To be continued)