"Do you think there's something wrong with that Ah Ying?"
Jiang Baige asked in a low voice.
Song Siwen nodded and played with the cardboard box containing the room card in his hand: "Here..."
"Shh-" Jiang Baige made a silent gesture , Song Siwen understood immediately.
The two stopped talking and came to the room.
The two rooms are next door. The soundproofing of the room seems to be good. After closing the door, you can't hear the sound from next door.
This is not a good thing.
If they were in trouble but couldn't call for help, didn't the two men bring them here in vain?
Song Siwen opened the card containing the room card and took out the room card.
A note slowly floated from the card to the ground.
Jiang Baige picked it up and there were a few words written on it: [Be careful, eavesdrop, secretly photograph].
The two of them shook their bodies, barely doubting the words on the note.
"I'm a little disappointed..."
Jiang Baige covered Song Siwen's mouth, turned on the music player on his phone, and turned the volume up to the maximum.
Then he said: "You didn't say that, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs? All these signs prove that there is something wrong with this hotel."
"What do you think? Is this a black shop? "
"It's hard to tell now, but we have to deal with the camera in the room."
"How?"
Jiang Bai Ge took out a small detector from his bag, walked to the door again, and turned off all the lights.
There was a shower head in the bathroom, but that didn't matter. They didn't plan to take a shower here.
There were no smoke alarms installed in the room, and there were no overhead lights, so there were none on the ceiling.
The other three cameras are all inside the plug. In order not to make their movements too obvious, they used backpacks and teapots to cover the two facing the bed.
As for the remaining wardrobe, the one where they could be photographed entering and exiting the room, they did not cover it, but just made a reminder mark.
The music was still playing, and the two of them were sweating from exhaustion.
Jiang Baige took out a quick-drying towel from his bag and threw it to Song Siwen: "It's impossible to take a bath. Use this to wipe it. It dries quickly and won't stink easily."
Fortunately it's winter now, so I don't sweat so much.
"Do you still have such a good thing?"
"If you go to the gym regularly, you will know about it."
Jiang Baige smiled He smiled, somehow, he missed Han Li a little.
But she knew that it was enough that Han Li was living a good life in Lincheng - the first person who helped was always more memorable.
And Han Li is also her enlightenment fitness coach. Every timeWhen he punches, there are inevitably traces of Han Li in his movements.
"Do you think that Aying is good?"
Song Siwen's question interrupted Jiang Baige's nostalgia.
"Speaking of which... I want to test her."
"You still don't trust her? She seems to be helping us."
Jiang Baige shook his head: "Yes, but what about the motive? If this was the first time we met, don't you think this kindness is too sudden? Think about it, there are people who knew we would come here and might show up in this hotel. Who?"
"You mean..."
Song Siwen covered her mouth in surprise, but quickly denied it: "But if it is really her, she Why don't you contact us?"
"I have no clue." Jiang Baige shook his head again, "The light was so dim just now, and she was wearing a mask and her head was lowered, so she couldn't see clearly... ...So, we must confirm her identity and situation."
"What do you want to do?"
Jiang Baige waved to Song Siwen and said in her ear. Came up with his own plan...
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Early the next morning, before dawn, Ge Yang was awakened by a fierce knock on the door...
"The white dove is missing!"
Song Siwen rushed in in panic, almost screaming.
Seeing that Ge Yang and Quan Gang had not yet fully woken up from their sleep, Song Siwen shouted again: "Call the police! We must call the police!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Quan Gang hurriedly comforted the frightened Song Siwen, helped her sit down by the bed, and looked for his cell phone to prepare to call the police.
"Oh, what happened..."
At this time, a familiar male voice came from outside the door. The three of them followed the sound and saw that it was the lobby manager from yesterday.
"My friend is gone!" Song Siwen seemed to have been triggered by the manic switch, and his calm expression became ferocious again, "I want to call the police!"
"Oh, you My friends are all adults. Did I go out to have breakfast without notifying you? Don’t make it as serious as calling the police..."
"Look outside, it’s not even bright yet, what can you eat? Breakfast! Besides, will you tell me if she goes out?"
"Then..." The manager touched his head, "Is her stuff still there?"
"It's still important. "What?" Quan Gang suddenly stood in front of the manager. He was half a head taller than the manager, and his voice was so loud that it made the manager tremble. "Now that our people have disappeared in your store, you have to give an explanation!"
"Don't tell them so much..." Song Siwen took Quan Gang's arm, "Let's call the police directly..."
After saying that, he took outGot the phone.
A pair of big hands immediately covered it.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious..." the manager laughed along with him, "We have just opened our business, so it's not good to call the police."
After that, he added Suggestion: "How about this, let's go and adjust the surveillance together now?"
This move suited Song Siwen exactly. She, Ge Yang and Quan Gang looked at each other and agreed.
The control room is located on the first floor, in the security room next to the front desk.
For the first time, Aying at the front desk asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"
But she was hiding in the shadows and still couldn't see her face clearly.
Song Siwen replied angrily: "The girl who came with me yesterday disappeared."
"Stop asking, watch the front, just in case that girl Please tell us when you come back."
A Ying lowered her head and responded, and Song Siwen asked again: "Hey, manager, you two are the only ones in this hotel tonight..."
The manager chuckled: "It's a small business, so there's no way. So I have to ask you to show your respect and don't call the police to us..."
The following people entered the room and gradually became silent.
Aying clenched her fists, bit her lip, sweat broke out on her forehead, and her breathing was rapid. Seeing no one around, I took off my mask.
In the security room, Song Siwen keenly discovered that there were several obvious blind spots in the monitoring position...
"It's a little hot in here." Song Siwen leaned out of the monitoring room. He said, "Hey, Aying, can you buy us four bottles of water?"
After saying that, he looked at the manager again, as if he was asking with his eyes: "Can you?"
The manager acquiesced.
Song Siwen watched Aying leave the front desk before returning to the room.
There was a thin layer of sweat on her palms, but no one saw it.
A Ying, who had taken off her mask, had just walked out of the hotel door less than ten meters when she was suddenly pulled aside by a pair of hands.
She was about to scream when she saw the face of the person coming.
Their eyes met, and they almost screamed like Jiang Baige: "Senior sister, you...what's wrong with your face..."
A newly scabbed scar, from Zhuang Yao's left eye extends all the way to her lips.