"Welcome, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Sophie bowed slightly to the guests who had just entered, her voice was soft, and the standard level of etiquette alone was almost no less than that of the maids of the aristocratic mansions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course, that couldn't be better. ”

The guests who can enter this hotel generally have a good cultivation, regardless of what kind of erosive scene they look behind their backs, but at least the posture shown on the surface is quite scholarly.

People who really have the status and bearing will not look for a sense of superiority in her little maid. So, in Sophie's career, she has heard a polite answer like this.

But when this sentence came out of the mouth of the guest in front of her, it gave Sophie a completely different sense.

Unlike the warmth of the spring breeze in the past, this short reply seemed to push her directly into the damp and dark cave, and at any moment a monster could pounce out of her unnoticed place, and then pull her into the depths of the cave, tearing her to minced flesh......

"Bell, bell, bell—"

The sound of her fingers tapping on the table awoke Sophie from her nightmarish scene, and she jerked her head up, her eyes meeting the handsome faces of her guests.

"Here, take it and wipe the sweat. ”

The guest who had already come to the table from the door handed over a white handkerchief, and Sophie, who was blank in her mind, subconsciously took it and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

After wiping a few handfuls indiscriminately, she gradually calmed down before she regained consciousness.

"Thank you...... Thank you and please forgive me for my faux pas. ”

Sophie's first instinct was to apologize, the Vaslino Hotel is very strict with its staff, and if she is complained by a guest because of her rudeness, although she will not lose the job, there may not be much left of this month's salary.

For her, who came from a poor family, no hideous nightmare could compare to the despair brought by poverty, so she didn't care about the strangeness of this guest, and just wanted to get the other party's understanding as much as possible.

"It's okay, who hasn't had a time when their minds don't belong. ”

The new guest seemed to be very talkative, and he waved his hand indifferently, directly exposing the waitress's faux pas.

"Thank you for your magnanimity," the friendliness of the guests made Sophie take her feelings as hallucinations from "trance", and she bowed again, and said more eagerly: "That...... How can I help you?"

"Of course," said the guest with a smile, "can you help me check which room I am staying in?"

"Uh......" seemed to be confused by the guest, and a rare wrinkle appeared on the waitress's smooth forehead: "I beg your pardon, maybe I misheard, do you want me to check which room you live in for you?"

"Yes," said the guest standing in front of Sophie, whose smile became a little bitter, "Actually, due to some accident, I lost some less important memories, and it just so happened that the news about the accommodation was in this part of the lost memory." ”

"Huh?" Sophie listened to the guest's explanation with a blank expression, and it was the first time she had heard such a strange thing: "Is the key to the door still in your hand?"

"Of course, but it doesn't have a room number on it, so I'll have to trouble you. With that, the guest pulled out a copper key from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"This ......" hesitated on the waitress's beautiful face, for the other party's explanation, Sophie did not believe a word, however, she did not rush to refuse, but while pretending to rummage in the drawer, she asked: "Can you tell me your name, so that I can have a target for inquiry?"

"Don't you recognize which room this key belongs to?" the guest picked up the key and looked at it, then put it on the table: "Such a key should be specially made, it stands to reason that the characteristics should be obvious!"

"The key is idiosyncratic," Sophie said to the guest, pretending to be embarrassed, "but because I've not been here for long, I'm ...... about it."

The sound grew quieter and quieter, and eventually became inaudible.

Sophie turned her cheeks sideways, and a little blush appeared on her fair face, in such a situation, even the most suspicious person would not suspect anything, unless he was already weak-hearted.

Sophie, who has been running for a living since she was a child, knows very well how to use her own advantages to lower the other party's vigilance, and will not let herself suffer at the hands of those men with ulterior motives.

"Haha, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's a long process from strange to familiar. Glancing at Sophie with interest, the guest smiled and said, "My name is Riffin, and if I'm not mistaken, that's the name I used when I registered." ”

"This guest seems to be smiling?" thought to herself, "since he said his name, he probably didn't get the key from someone else." ”

Thinking like this, the fingers that had been placed on the alarm bell button under the table also left there, and she found a stack of materials from the drawer from memory, and carefully compared them.

Yes, the guest who registered for that room was indeed called "Riffin".

No wonder Sophie was suspicious, she hadn't seen the guest, and she wasn't sure if the other party was the resident her colleague had received or a liar with ulterior motives.

"Sir, could you please show me your identification?"

The consequences are more serious than angering a guest and letting someone with ulterior motives sneak into the guest's room.

There was no video of Riffin at that time on the information record, and I don't know if it was her colleague's negligence or the guest's special advice, so Sophie had no choice but to ask the other party to show his identity.

"Ma'am, it doesn't seem like this request can be explained by 'negligence', right?"

The guest was still smiling, but the smile that had seemed so kind just now became extremely hideous, and Sophie found that her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood red, and countless tearing sounds sounded in her ears, as if she was in the killing field of wild beasts, and could become the food of other creatures at any moment.

"Humph!"

Sophie woke up again with a cold snort from the guest, and she hurriedly reached under the table to press the bell button.

The parchment that shook in front of her made her stop in her tracks, it was an official identification card issued by Morte, the image on it was not different from the guest in front of her, and the name column was clearly written - "Riffin Talian".

"Sir, I'm ......"

Sophie wanted to explain, but the fright had left her in a state of dehydration, her throat was dry and itchy, her voice was unpleasant, and her words were not as coherent as they had just been.

What's more, looking at the cold face of the guest in front of her, Sophie, who seemed to smell a smell of blood, had no idea of continuing to explain.

snatched the file from the desktop, saw the information he wanted to know, and threw it back to the table.

He was no longer in the mood to chat with the waitress, picked up the key on the table and walked upstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, the owner of the hotel stood there expressionlessly, and his calm eyes seemed to have a faint blue that had not faded.

He arrived just now when Riffin was angry, otherwise, the other party in anger would not have let go of the maid who had played him so easily.