five-star hotel.
The male waiter carrying the new coffee was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by soldiers strictly guarding the stairs.
He said nonchalantly: "Well, I just want to give the guest in room 218 the coffee he ordered... Since I can't go there, let's forget it."
Several sergeants did not speak during the whole process, and just looked at him indifferently.
Of course the male waiter knew that he couldn't get through, but he was just going through the process. After all, this was the excuse he used when the power went out before. In acting, there must be a beginning and an end.
He turned back to the hall, listened to the guests yelling and cursing, and took a sip of coffee.
Today's five-star hotels are really besieged by the military zone inside and outside.
When the general called, everyone thought they had a chance to leave. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden power outage and a huge scuffle broke out in the hotel.
When the lights were restored, the entire hotel lobby was in chaos, and several political celebrities were accidentally injured.
The military region has also mobilized more troops to guard the area. No one is allowed to leave now, and they are unmoved no matter how much trouble those people make. The military region even seems to be more confident than before.
The male waiter looked at the twelve people he had paid attention to before, and several of them were slightly injured.
One person was beaten with a bruised nose and face during the interrogation, and the other was accidentally hit in the arm by a gun that went off during the chaos after the power outage, and is still wailing now.
As for the others, they were all more or less bruised and bruised from the pushing. All in all, the group of people in the hall were in a state of embarrassment.
The male waiter took a sip of coffee and walked to the front desk and said worriedly: "Miss, can you help me find out which guest is staying in 218? Can you call him and tell him that the coffee he ordered before is now available?" There’s no way to send it up.”
The front desk was stunned for a moment by his address, and then reacted and checked the hotel system: "218? It seems that Mr. Kong lives in the room that was changed before. He has a good temper and will not anger you."
As he said that, the front desk picked up the landline next to him: "Let me tell him."
"OK."
The male waiter was waiting nearby.
As for what the other person will say after dialing the phone, it doesn't matter. Such a simple thing can be fooled.
Just... Mr. Kong who changed rooms?
The male waiter suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
At this time, the receptionist listened to the busy tone on the other side of the phone and looked puzzled: "It's not connected. The gentleman should not be in the room now."
Not in the room? Is it in the lobby?
The male waiter wanted to go over and check the computer and take a look at the person who lived in room 218, but in this situation, he couldn't go behind the front desk to take a look.
Such behavior is so strange.
Forget it, after all, it was just a reason he made up casually. With the hotel in such chaos now, maybe the cold officer had forgotten about it.
The male waiter suppressed his uneasiness and returned to the kitchen with the coffee to pour it out.
Watching the brown-black liquid flow into the sink, he was still thinking about what the front desk said just now, and his heart skipped a beat——
Changed rooms? !
In the afternoon, he remembered that someone came downstairs with a suitcase. It was the guest who had stayed in Room 303.
Damn it!
The male waiter suddenly realized, is it the lunatic who lives in Room 218 now?
Fortunately he didn't actually bring the coffee.
Otherwise, the other party will definitely catch him, and even if he doesn't want to help, he will probably be blackmailed.
After the male waiter figured it out, he breathed a sigh of relief, but after a while he frowned again.
So now, there is no sign of that person in the hotel lobby, and no one answers the guest phone in Room 218. So where did he go at this time when the military zone is heavily guarded?
…
…
Room 214 on the second floor.
This room, which had been temporarily used to guard the first witness of the deceased, was now temporarily used to hold suspects.
Xu Shuo's face was pale, his head hung slightly, his hands were tied behind the chair, and his feet were shackled. He looked a little depressed.
The person in front of him was pacing back and forth, looking through the information he had just received expressionlessly.
Rather than torture the suspect and obtain information from the other party's mouth, the captain actually believed in the information he got.
Torture is just another method.
"How about it……"
At this time, Xu Shuo whispered, cold sweat on his forehead streaked across his pale face, and he sneered: "What I said is correct, right? What else do you want to ask, Captain?"
The captain glanced at him coldly and said: "You and I both know that these ordinary personal information have no effect at all, and it is easy to pretend. Dr. Kong had better explain the purpose of his visit as soon as possible, so as not to continue. Suffer.”
Xu Shuo couldn't hold it back and rolled his eyes.
This originally elegant and gentle doctor seemed to be quite angry at this moment, gritting his teeth and glaring at the officer in front of him.
"I've told you everything you asked. If you don't believe me, what else can I do?!" he said angrily.
"But what you said is all lies." The captain threw away the information and stared coldly into the man's eyes, his eyes containing sharp murderous intent: "Don't try to challenge my bottom line again, I don't have that much patience. Listen to your nonsense."
"..."
Xu Shuo suddenly calmed down. He glanced at the pistol on the opponent's waist and smiled gently: "Why don't you, Captain, be more direct?"
The captain looked disdainfully: "What, you don't plan to continue acting?"
Xu Shuo looked sincere: "I just feel that no matter what I say - even if I say that I did steal things and kill people, the captain will not believe it. In this case, why waste each other's time?" ? How about we give both parties a happy time?"
Because this person will not trust anyone or anything at all, he will only trust what he hears, sees and feels.
He habitually judges the results by analyzing "reactions", so he wastes time over and over again to personally interrogate others. What he trusts is not the words spoken, but the actions taken.
He doesn't even know how to listen to people.
Any words that reached his ears would probably be twisted into something else.
People who are suspicious and suspicious cannot communicate normally.
For example now——
The captain's face was expressionless and his eyes were bright: "Dr. Kong's consciousness is quite high. Is it because he knows that he can no longer escape?"
Xu Shuo's mouth twitched: "You are right."
"Human tolerance is limited."
The captain said slowly, leaned close to him, and grabbed Xu Shuo's right hand that was clasped behind his back.
Then he continued to whisper like a devil: "It must be very important to hold needles in this hand. If I also destroy your right hand, will Dr. Kong confess?"
Xu Shuo's expression changed, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and his already pale face became more fragile at this time.
After he was silent, he said: "Captain, how about this - since you always think that I am a spy from somewhere, but there is no evidence for the time being and you can't prove it, then why don't we do the opposite and I will find evidence to prove my innocence. How about I help you find the real spy?"
Hearing this, the captain thought for a moment and narrowed his eyes: "You want to simply stay with me to get information?"
Xu Shuo: "...Captain, why don't you just draw your gun."
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