After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

"Do you think there's something wrong with Ah Ying?"

Jiang Baige asked in a low voice.

Song Siwen nodded and played with the cardboard containing the room card in his hand: "Here..."

"Shh——" Jiang Baige made a gesture to keep quiet, and Song Siwen immediately understood.

The two stopped talking and came into the room.

The two rooms are next to each other. The soundproofing of the room seems to be good. After closing the door, you can't hear the noise from the next room.

This is not a good thing.

If they get into trouble and can't ask for help, wouldn't those two men have come in vain?

Song Siwen opened the card containing the room card and took out the room card.

A piece of paper slowly floated out of the card and onto the ground.

Jiang Baige picked it up and saw a few words written on it: [Be careful, eavesdropping, secret filming].

The two men shuddered, barely doubting the words on the note.

"I'm a little late..."

Jiang Baige covered Song Siwen's mouth, turned on the music player on her mobile phone and turned the volume up to the maximum.

Then he said, "Didn't you say, 'No risk, no gain'? These signs show that there is something wrong with this hotel."

"Do you think this is a shady shop?"

“It’s hard to say right now, but we have to deal with the camera in the room.”

"how to do?"

Jiang Baige took out a small detector from her bag, walked to the door and turned off all the lights.

There was one in the bathroom's overhead shower, but that was okay since they had no intention of showering there.

There were no smoke alarms installed in the room and no overhead lights so there was none in the ceiling.

The other three cameras were all inside the plugs. In order to avoid making the movements too obvious, they used backpacks and teapots to cover the two facing the bed.

As for the remaining wardrobe, which could be photographed as they entered and exited the room, they did not block 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 her bag and threw it to Song Siwen: "It's impossible to take a shower, just wipe it with this, it dries quickly and doesn't stink easily."

Fortunately, it’s winter now, so I don’t sweat so much.

"You still have this kind of good stuff?"

"If you go to the gym regularly, you'll know."

Jiang Baige smiled, and somehow, she missed Han Li a little.

But she knew that it was enough for Han Li to live a good life in Lincheng now - the first person you helped is always the most memorable.

Moreover, Han Li was her first fitness coach. Every time she punched, her movements inevitably bore traces of Han Li.

"Do you think that Ah Ying is a good person?"

Song Siwen's question interrupted Jiang Baige's reminiscence.

"Speaking of which...I want to test her."

"You still don't trust her? She looks like she's helping us."

Jiang Baige shook her head: "Yes, but what's the motive? If this is the first time we meet, don't you think this kindness is too sudden? Think about it, who knows we will come here and may appear in this hotel? "

"what do you mean……"

Song Siwen covered his mouth in surprise, but quickly denied it: "But if it was really her, why didn't she contact us?"

"I have no idea either." Jiang Baige shook her head again. "The light was so dim just now, and she was wearing a mask and lowered her head, so I couldn't see her face clearly... So, we must confirm her identity and situation."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Jiang Baige waved to Song Siwen and whispered his plan in her ear...

***

The next morning, before dawn, Ge Yang was awakened by a fierce knock on the door...

"The white dove is gone!"

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!"

"Yeah……"

Quan Gang was in a panic. He tried to comfort the frightened Song Siwen, helped her sit down on the bed, and searched for his cell phone to call the police.

"Oh, what happened..."

At this time, a familiar male voice came from outside the door. The three looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the lobby manager from yesterday.

"My friend is missing!" Song Siwen seemed to have been triggered into a manic switch, and his expression, which had just calmed down, became ferocious again. "I'm going to call the police!"

"Oh, your friend is an adult now. Did he go out to have breakfast without informing you? Don't make a big fuss about it and call the police..."

"Look outside, it's not even daybreak yet, why are you eating breakfast? Besides, why would she go out without telling me?"

"Then..." The manager touched his head, "Are her things still there?"

"Do the things still matter?" Quan Gang suddenly stood in front of the manager. He was half a head taller than the manager and had a rough voice, which frightened the manager so much that he trembled. "Now our people have disappeared in your store, you have to give an explanation!"

"Don't tell them so much..." Song Siwen grabbed Quan Gang's arm, "Let's just call the police..."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone.

A pair of big hands immediately covered it.

"Don't worry, don't worry..." The manager smiled and said, "We have just opened. It would be bad if we have to call the police."

After that, he made another suggestion: "How about this, let's go check the surveillance video together?"

This move was exactly what Song Siwen wanted. She, Ge Yang and Quan Gang looked at each other and agreed.

The monitoring room is located on the first floor, in the security room next to the front desk.

Ah Ying at the front desk took the initiative to ask for the first time: "What's wrong? What happened?"

But she was hiding in the shadows, so her face couldn't be seen clearly.

Song Siwen replied unhappily: "The girl who came with me yesterday disappeared."

"Don't ask anymore. Just watch ahead. If the girl comes back, tell us."

Ah Ying bowed her head and responded. Song Siwen asked again, "Hey, manager, are there only two of you in your hotel tonight? We are short-staffed..."

The manager sneered: "It's just a small business, there's nothing we can do. So I'd like to ask you to be kind and not call the police on us..."

A few people later entered the room and the noise gradually died down.

Ah Ying clenched her fists, bit her lips, sweat broke out on her forehead, and she breathed rapidly. Seeing that there was no one around, she took off her mask.

In the security room, Song Siwen keenly discovered that there were several obvious blind spots in the surveillance location...

"It's a bit hot in here." Song Siwen poked his head out of the monitoring room. "Hey, Aying, can you buy us four bottles of water?"

After saying that, he glanced at the manager again, as if asking with his eyes: "Is it okay?"

The manager acquiesced.

Song Siwen watched Aying's back as she left the front desk before returning to the room.

There was a thin layer of sweat on her palms, but no one noticed.

Ah Ying, who had taken off her mask, had just walked less than ten meters out of the hotel door when she was suddenly pulled aside by a pair of hands.

She was about to scream when she saw the person's face clearly.

Their eyes met, and she almost screamed like a Jiang Baige: "Senior sister, you...what's wrong with your face..."

A newly scabbed scar extends from Zhuang Yao's left eye to her lips.