Due to the fire alarm just now, the whole hotel is in a state of chaos.

Although the guests have returned to their rooms, there are people everywhere in the elevators, in the lobby, and outside the hotel doors.

The smoke from the fourth floor is also under investigation.

Chen Feng took the elevator all the way downstairs.

The perpetrator searched his room twice to no avail, and he will definitely not stop.

It doesn't stop if you don't find the blood handkerchief.

So, it is estimated that this person is still in the hotel.

Just as Chen Feng came out of the elevator and was about to go around the hall, he suddenly saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

When I turned my head, I just saw the figure enter another elevator.

Is it a promise?

He hasn't left yet.

Wasn't he eliminated?

Chen Feng turned around and was about to leave, but stopped after just two steps.

Promise?

What size shoes do you wear?

Chen Feng slowly turned his head and looked at the floor where the other elevator had stopped, and tried to recall some details in his mind.

When he was still in the actor's cabin, it was the day his room was turned over, and everyone had dinner out at noon.

However, halfway through the meal, I seemed to remember that I had promised to leave under the pretext of receiving a phone call, and the time of leaving was almost forty minutes.

He didn't come back until everyone was almost done eating.

Where did he go?

The room in the actor's hut was turned over, to everyone's surprise.

Because it's strange what kind of thief has the audacity to go to the popular variety show hut to steal?

Don't want to live anymore?

So blatant?

But what if the thief was an insider?

Chen Feng's doubts were out of control.

He silently wrote down the floor where the elevator stopped, then returned to another elevator and pressed the corresponding floor button.

There are three tags on the shoes in my room.

They are [size 44], [Harley-Davidson biker boots], [oil stains], and it seems that all three labels can be linked to the promise.

His feet are huge.

It's normal to wear size 44 shoes.

He rode a lot of motorcycles and rode that Dodge Tomahawk, so it was normal to wear Harley biker boots and organic oil stains on the soles of his feet.

At the beginning, the actor's hut was overturned, and if he used an excuse to go back halfway, no one would be suspicious.

He can even easily destroy the cameras in the room.

Because he knows the location.

So here's the problem.

If he really promised to rummage through his room all the time, then what did he want to do?

Looking for a blood handkerchief?

What does he have to do with Royon's murder?

He is a promising newcomer in the film and television industry, why should he be involved in such a thing?

Unless......

The capital behind him is a foreign force.

That is, Jiang Pingting's Orchid Gate is aimed at the drama supported by foreign capital.

Chen Feng felt suddenly enlightened.

At this time, he also came to the promised floor.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw the door of a room in front of me open.

A group of people walked out.

The promise is in it.

The people around him were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, and one of them was a golden-haired foreigner, in his forties, with a full beard.

Chen Feng took on the role of a police officer for the first time, and turned on his 'fiery eyes' to look at the promised feet.

[Size 44] [Harley Boots] [Oil Stains] [Sweaty Feet] [Athlete's Foot] ......

Sure enough, it was him.

Chen Feng's gaze moved upward, and he happened to meet the promised gaze.

The promise was visibly stunned.

Stopped.

The people around him also noticed the strangeness of the promise, and everyone looked ahead, and they all saw Chen Feng standing in the middle of the corridor.

[Secretary] [Bodyguard] [Agent] [Deputy Director of Orange Terrace] [General Head of the Valenburg Foundation in Xia] [Peripheral Female] [Peripheral Female] [Tender Model] [Bodyguard] [Murderer] [Bodyguard] [Bodyguard] ......

Chen Feng's eyes swept and he found a strange label in the crowd.

[Murderer]?

Chen Feng's eyes were on the murderer.

A young man.

Wearing a baseball cap.

Studs on the ears.

Single eyelid, large nose, and a scar at the corner of the mouth.

His eyes were very cold.

Just as Chen Feng was about to continue to look at him, Xu Yu had already blocked Chen Feng's sight, and greeted him quite warmly: "Hi, Chen Feng." Isn't it okay already? Don't sleep in the middle of the night? ”

"Didn't you sleep too?"

Chen Feng replied lightly: "The show is over, do you have any thoughts in the future?" ”

"Hey, keep working."

Xu Promise smiled nonchalantly: "What is a mere variety show?" If you lose, you lose, and if you lose, I will serve, really. You are unanimously recognized as a cow by us. ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

At this time, all the people behind the promise came.

The man with the tag of [Deputy Director of Orange Terrace] on his head walked over with a smile: "Hello, Chen Feng, my name is Xu Ming, Deputy Director of Orange Terrace." ”

"Hello, Director Xu."

Chen Feng shook his hand.

Xu Ming said with great enthusiasm: "Chen Feng, you are a promising young man. Interested in working with us? ”

"I'm sorry, not interested."

Xu Ming saw that Chen Feng refused without hesitation, and he didn't care, turned around and introduced the golden retriever foreigner with the label of [General Manager of the Warangburg Consortium in Xia] on his head.

"Chen Feng, this is Mr. Mike Martin, President of Eagle Sauce National Constance Group in Xia."

Xu Ming smiled proudly: "The Constant Group is the most famous star-making dream factory in the Eagle Sauce Country, you can learn about it." Currently, we are cooperating. Do you understand what I mean? ”

As soon as his voice fell, the golden retriever Mike Martin reached out to Chen Feng very gentlemanly: "Hello, Chen Feng." ”

Chen Feng glanced at him unexpectedly and shook hands with him: "Mr. Mike's Xia Chinese is quite good. ”

"Hehe, I've been living in Xia Country for twelve years."

Mike Martin smiled and continued, "Mr. Chen, I am very interested in you. So, how about finding a place to have a cup of coffee tomorrow? ”

Chen Feng: "......"

His eyes glanced at the [murderer] behind the crowd, thought about it, and simply nodded: "Okay, Mr. Mike." ”

"Alright, we'll see you tomorrow."

Mike Martin nodded with great satisfaction, and then waved at Xu Ming and the others, and then the others turned around and left.

Xu Ming looked at Chen Feng and smiled as he left: "Looking forward to meeting tomorrow." Good bye. ”

"Goodbye."

Chen Feng's face was expressionless.

After everyone left, he promised to be the last one to leave, looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "Chen Feng, I really hope that one day we can become colleagues." ”

"You're not afraid I'll squeeze you out?" Chen Feng replied casually.

A touch of unhappiness flashed on Xu Promise's face, and he pouted and said: "You can be on the stage, and when you leave the camera, you are nothing." ”

"Really?"

Chen Feng smiled faintly: "If I have a very pleasant conversation with Mr. Mike tomorrow, will you not be able to sleep?" Promise? ”

“……”

Promise's face was completely blackened.

After glaring at Chen Feng gloomily, he turned around and left.

As soon as he took two steps, Chen Feng behind him suddenly smiled and said, "Promise, why don't you change your shoes before entering my room?" ”

Xu Yu suddenly turned his head and scolded angrily: "I won't change it, you can ...... care"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

The second half of the words were swallowed back directly.

Seeing Chen Feng's expression that seemed to be smiling, and looking at his eyes, it was even more sharp and scary, Xu Yu hurriedly turned his head and walked away.

The heart is beating wildly.

What's going on?

Did he find out?