I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

Just after Edward King walked into the elevator, another guest walked into the hotel door. He was wearing a turban on his head, a big beard, and a white robe, making him look special.

The man walked to the front desk expressionlessly (in fact, because of his big beard, other people couldn't see his expression at all), and said bad French: "Open a presidential suite."

With that, he took out a bank card and put it on the table.

The staff member the day before yesterday, full of Western gentleman fan, glanced at this big beard, with a very professional smile: "Sorry, gentleman, we don't accept credit cards and cash here."

"What?" The beard asked a little dissatisfied, "No credit card, no cash, then what do you want here?"

Front desk: "We are a VIP hotel, and we will directly treat guests with VIP cards."

"What VIP card? How much is it, I did it."

"Sorry, sir, we can't get this card if we have money."

The beard immediately yelled: "What do you mean? Do you look down on us from the sand country? I tell you, our sand country has nothing else, but we have money. What about your manager, let him come out and watch me buy this hotel After that, the first one will drive you."

The noise of the beard immediately attracted the attention of many people around him. However, no one stepped forward to take care of their business. Instead, they all looked at the show and watched how the hotel would deal with it next.

After all, ordinary people dare to come and stay at the Continental Hotel. This situation is extremely rare, let alone a very rich ordinary person.

As we all know, the people of Saudi Arabia are rich and oily. Generally speaking, they say they want to buy a hotel, that is no joke.

The front desk didn't panic, and smiled professionally: "Please wait a moment, our manager will be there soon."

With that, he picked up the landline at the front desk and made a call. Within a few minutes, a middle-aged man in a suit appeared, smiled and walked to the bearded man, stretched out his hand enthusiastically, and said something in Arabic.

The bearded man shook hands with the middle-aged man impatiently, and then "suddenly" spoke a series of Arabic, while talking and pointing at the front desk, it is probably a complaint.

The middle-aged man kept smiling all the time. After finally waiting for the beard to finish speaking, he smiled and leaned forward and whispered a word in his ear.

The beard was visibly taken aback, staring at the middle-aged man blankly. The middle-aged man shrugged and stopped talking, just smiling at the beard.

Although others did not hear what the middle-aged man said, it was obvious that the bearded attitude changed. He nodded slightly to the middle-aged man, looked around unnaturally, then turned around and walked out of the hotel quickly.

"Well, gentlemen and ladies, this is a small episode, you should do whatever you want."

The middle-aged man clapped his hands, smiled and turned back.

And the big beard quickly got rid of the stalker behind him, merged into the crowded street, and disappeared.

Despite receiving reports from his subordinates, the middle-aged man did not take it too seriously.

How can the Continental Hotel be broken by such a small means?

joke.

Walking back to the luxuriously decorated manager's office, the middle-aged man untied his tie, threw it on the chair next to him, sighed, and just wanted to pour himself a glass of red wine. Suddenly he heard a "so-so" sound from above his head, as if something was rubbing and crawling.

He subconsciously looked up, but saw an octopus-like thing flying down from the ceiling and covering his face at once.

The middle-aged man wanted to resist, but the straw hugged his face and wormed his neck tightly. Even if he scratched his neck, he couldn't move a bit. He wanted Roar to save him, but a tentacle was deeply inserted into his throat. There was no sound at all.

After struggling for dozens of seconds, the man fell on the carpet and fell into a coma.

After a few more minutes, his body began to tremble violently, his chest rose and fell sharply, and there was a crisp sound, and a small alien shape of straw emerged from his chest.

Just as before, Bender was parasitized by the straw worm, after the birth of the small alien, it splits into countless straw tentacles and swallows the corpse of the middle-aged man.

Before long, a brand new middle-aged man reappeared in the room.

He straightened his collar, walked to the bookshelf, reached out and swung a certain book on the bookshelf, and the bookshelf immediately stepped aside silently.

In an unmanned alley at an intersection from the Continental Hotel, looking at the wall of a hole in front of him, Bu Lois opened his mouth: "Damn it, there is really your support in the hotel."

Xie Lun was still thinking about the meaning of what the middle-aged man said to him. Hearing Bu Lois's words, he casually replied: "Definitely, how can I dare to speak big without internal response."

After the two entered the underpass, the walls in the alley immediately returned to their original shape. After walking down the dark road for a while, I soon saw the middle-aged man.

"Bill?"

Lois looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. After a while, he suddenly turned his head to look at Sharon, his strength was so fast that his neck made a crackling sound.

"Your inner respondent turned out to be the manager of the Paris branch of Continental Hotel?"

Xie Lun smiled calmly and did not speak.

Ai Bill said blankly: "Next I will go to the security room, turn off the surveillance, and lock down the entire hotel."

Xie Lun nodded and said to Lois: "You go and install the bomb, and come back here when you are done. As for the rest, just leave it to me."

Bu Lois patted the huge mountaineering bag he was carrying, and said bitterly: "Even if the hotel manager is yours, but wanting to kill everyone in the hotel, I think it is still an almost impossible task, are you sure Don't need my help?"

Sharon patted Lois on the shoulder, smiled, did not speak, and walked out first.

The three of them came out of the secret tunnel, walked out of the manager's office, and then left separately.

Bill took the elevator and went to the security room, while Sharon took another elevator and went straight up to the 12th floor. Going to the door of Room 1207, he reached out and knocked on the door.

Soon a nasty question came from inside: "Who?"

"Check the water meter."

"what?"

The door of room 1202 suddenly opened, and the man who had exchanged room cards with Edward King walked out with a submachine gun in his hand. Unfortunately, before he could pull the trigger, Xie Lun shot him headshot with a backhand shot.

Immediately after Xie Lun flew a kick, kicked the door of Room 1207 open with one kick, raised two guns, and three shots between the electric light and flint took three lives.

"Edward King, do you still know me?" Xie Lun looked at Edward King who was almost naked with a smile. ."

Edward King looked at Sharon blankly as if he had seen a ghost. After a while, he let out a "cock" and rolled his eyes and fainted.

A pool of unidentified fishy liquid spread from between his legs.

"This courage, what kind of gang boss, bah, what."

Xie Lun took a sigh of relief and reached out to search for the three people who had been killed by him. He quickly found out all the photos, documents, and the small piece of paper.

"My picture?" Sharon looked weird, looking at the photos and files, "I was the one who met Edward King? Ma Dan, this is someone who wants to pour dirty water on me."

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