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… X#￥%#￥& ￥C#￥@*%￥A#%X#￥&？ What is this?

Cheng Nuo looked at the woman who had been identified as Song Mingxi, grabbed her hand and shook it for a while: "Miss, wake up, what did you just say?" I don't know Korean... Can you say it again in English? … It's better to use Chinese... It's okay in Russian, that's my second foreign language... I can't do it, but I can guess a little bit in Japanese... Miss! Miss! ”

Song Mingxi didn't speak again, and he didn't even open his eyes, as if the sentence just now was just a drunken dream.

… You didn't say it when that kid was there before, and now you don't say it when you ask you, and you're just here to give me a task?

The phone kept ringing.

Cheng Nuo didn't have the heart to pay attention to it anymore.

… I don't figure out the damn ¥@A#%X#¥& What does this bunch of gibberish mean, and how is it possible to let her go?

… It's really not good, so it's okay to ask a local... Huh? What's that mess up with? … X#￥%#￥&？ …#￥C#￥@？ … C#￥？ … I can't remember what this stick said!

… Can anyone say it again? What about windows? Jump again? Don't ask for anything else, post the task again, I didn't hear it clearly!

… Also, since you have translated Song Mingxi's name into Chinese just now, why can't you turn your wishes together with your hands? You did it on purpose, right?

Obviously, no one will answer Cheng Nuo's questions.

The phone rings off.

Cheng Nuo made up his mind, bent down and stuffed all the loot into Song Mingxi's bag, slung it on himself, and then picked up the person and put it on his shoulder.

… It's you today, I can't spare you if I don't say my wishes!

Cheng Nuo raised his head and turned around, but fortunately, there were a lot of unknown words on the neon sign that were finally marked in English. Cheng Nuo walked towards the place marked with the hotel.

Song Myung-hee's current posture would obviously not be comfortable for a drunk person... However, I'm sorry, this is not in Cheng Nuo's consideration, if this can make her sober up, Cheng Nuo can change to a more wild position.

The drunken person was much heavier to hold than in a sober state, as could be seen from the embarrassed appearance of the young man carrying her on his back just now. But this weight is nothing to Cheng Nuo, who has achieved great martial arts.

The pace is light, the look is calm, and the weight is light...

… In other words, what is the use of this to solve the difficulties you are facing? What is there to show off?

Resisting Song Mingxi like an anti-sandbag into the hotel, a half-bald middle-aged man opened the window and poked his head out.

“￥%￥##￥（& ）*&？ A barrage of garbled characters was thrown over again.

Cheng Nuo has never felt that mastering the important **** of Korean is inconvenient second, and he can't solve the code, even if Song Mingxi keeps repeating his wishes to himself now, he is still blind.

Cheng Nuo directly took out two banknotes with the largest denomination from the young man's wallet and handed them over, 50,000 each, adding up to 100,000 yuan, and then compared a 1 word with his hand, and then jumped out of the English words one by one, indicating that he wanted a room.

This primitive expression is still very effective, the semi-bald quickly understood what Cheng Nuo meant, and after muttering a garbled code that Cheng Nuo still didn't understand, he accepted the banknote with a smile, and then handed over a room card.

In this world, Arabic numerals are always universal, Cheng Nuo made another OK gesture and resisted Song Mingxi to the room.

The room is small and simple, except for a bathroom separated by clear glass... This design also reflects the nature of this small inn... A bed and a small table are all its furniture.

Of course, Cheng Nuo didn't care about observing these now, and threw the resisting people half on the bed.

Fortunately, I don't know if I vomited before, but after being resisted by Cheng Nuo like this, Song Mingxi didn't vomit again, and automatically found a comfortable position to cross the bed. Looking at her like this, it doesn't take a while to wake up.

The innkeeper who came up with Cheng Nuo knocked lightly on the door.

Cheng Nuo turned his head and saw a book standing at the door, gesturing at himself.

This kind of communication is not bad, and Cheng Nuo quickly understood that this was to register himself.

Of course, Cheng Nuo doesn't have an ID card, but this doesn't make it difficult for Cheng Nuo. He turned around and took out Song Myung-hee's ID card from her purse and handed it to his boss.

To say that after being with the underground party for a while, Cheng Nuo's level of doing similar work has greatly improved, and he didn't take that young man's certificate... The person has disappeared, and he is not waiting to be investigated when he comes out with his documents? If you just stay here for an hour and leave, of course it's fine, but who knows how long this mission will take.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nuo couldn't help but look at Song Mingxi, who was lying on the bed and smelling of alcohol, I don't want you to speak English to yourself, isn't it okay to gesture like this boss?

The boss didn't say anything, helped register the information on the ID card, looked at Song Mingxi who was lying on the bed, and then turned around and left with a man understanding smile towards Cheng Nuo.

Of course, Cheng Nuo won't go to great lengths to explain to him in vain... If Cheng Nuo had the ability to explain this matter clearly, he wouldn't have understood what Song Mingxi was talking about just now.

looked at Song Mingxi, and then looked at the room, Cheng Nuo found a place to sit down, the boss's visit just now made Cheng Nuo realize another big trouble in addition to the language barrier, that is, ID card.

When he was in Shanghai, he almost got into trouble because of the ID card problem, forcing Cheng Nuo to use a shape-shifting image changer that can only be used once a month to pass the test. And now, if you encounter the same situation, there are still more than 20 days before a month, and you can't change your body and shadow.

Even if you can't get checked, ordinary accommodation is a hassle... This time I used Song Mingxi's certificate, what about in the future?

Again, who knows what this task is, how long it will take, and not having an official identity is certainly a lot of problems in this era of emphasizing the rule of law.

Cheng Nuo calmed down and thought about the difficulties he was currently facing, and the biggest thing was to find out what Song Mingxi's bunch of garbled wishes were. Along with it comes two things, one is to solve the language barrier, and the other is to solve the problem of identity.

Of the two, the first is clearly more urgent.

… I knew that I chose Korean when I chose the second foreign language.

Song Mingxi's phone rang again.

Of course, Cheng Nuo still wouldn't answer, so he found her mobile phone from the bag and stuffed it directly into the quilt, so that the movement was not so big. As soon as he put it in, Cheng Nuo suddenly shook his hand.

… Cell phone? How did you forget it?

In Cheng Nuo's original world, mobile phones are all-powerful and omniscient things... If you want to understand the language of the stick, you can download an APP, even if you can't translate it in real time, you can also translate a rough idea, and you can't record it to find someone to ask or look up the dictionary... There is no better way to communicate in an emergency.