"This is Room 308," the waitress with long hair and Gao Cheng entered the room, opened the door and left with a cold face. "The bathrobes and quilts are in the closet. Take them by yourself..."
Gao Cheng looked at the long haired waitress who left: "do we have to be ourselves?"
"I'm bored! I'm very busy. How can I have time to greet the extra guests?! Don't think it's great to be a celebrity! "
"No, I said..."
Gao Cheng looks confused.
"Is this an attitude towards guests?"
The little boy nodded with empathy: "you don't seem very popular..."
"Does she know me?" Gao Cheng is standing at the door. Yu Guang sees a slovenly man with long hair and beard coming to the corner of the corridor. He looks at the little boy with a disgusting smile on his face.
"I just came to see the situation, but I met Zhengzhu. Now I have good material..."
The man grinned, ignoring Gao Chenggong and turned to leave.
"How come there are so many inexplicable people here," Gao Cheng frowned and turned to the little boy, "do you know him?"
"I don't know."
"Forget it, I'll pack up for dinner first. I'm tired all day..."
……
In room 205, a man with a dark face and a shoe pull face in a bathrobe sits in front of the TV, puts a video tape into the video recorder and picks up his mobile phone.
"That's settled, chief editor. My page will be empty for me first. As long as there is no problem with the material this time, it will sell well..."
The man looked at the movie played by suzukawa Hehui on TV and said with a smile: "the most popular child star suzukawa Hehui, his father is actually a murderer. Such a hot news must have a selling point, ha ha..."
Hang up the phone, the man is still staring at the film in the performance of serikawa and Hui, when the room phone suddenly rang.
"Well?"
The man got up and went to the plane.
"It's a big loss..." after dinner, Gao Cheng wears a bathrobe and takes the little boy to the bathhouse, thinking about his half shrunken wallet.
"Shall we take a bath in the bath?" Asked the little boy curiously.
"Well, it's said that it's outdoor mixed bath. Maybe we can find the woman with mole..."
Gao Cheng looks at the sign at the end of the aisle.
Japan is really a magical country
Mixed bath hot spring, Gao Cheng collapsed face and small fart child together into the water, the line of sight swept through the hot spring relaxation of the old man.
"Do you have no impression other than moles?" Gao Cheng turned to the kid and asked, "your mother may have changed her name and worked here."
"No more."
"I can't help it. Ask the waitress again. It would be much better to know that people often talk about your performance."
Gao Cheng holds his arms against the pool.
It's hard to find Wenzi through the mole, but from the content of the postcard, Wenzi is no different from the number one fan, and should be noticed in the hotel.
At the beginning, the short haired waitress seemed to be a fan of the little boy. When she saw the little boy, she still wanted to avoid him, but there was a mole on her mouth. Maybe we can investigate it carefully
Around 12:00 in the middle of the night, Gao Cheng heard that the short haired hostess went to the mixed bath hot spring after the guests had taken a bath, and he came to the bath again with suzukawa Hehui, who had not yet gone to bed.
He got to know that most of the hostesses in the hotel are fans of little kids, but it seems that the only super fan is the short haired hostess
The little boy was a little nervous and faltered: "it's really that woman..."
"How do I know?" Gao Cheng looked around in the dressing room. After he didn't see anyone, he went to the corridor leading to the hot spring pool inside. "Let's confirm..."
"Ah When the wooden door of the bathhouse opened, Gao Cheng, who suddenly appeared, startled the waitresses.
There are three waitresses in the pool, the one with short hair, the one with round chin and the one with long hair
"No... I'm sorry," Gao Cheng blushed awkwardly, and his eyes quickly swept over a few people. "I thought you were just cleaning the bath..."
Because they are all in the water, they can barely see a mole on the round chin and long hair. The former has a mole under the clavicle on the right side, while the latter shows the mole on the back neck because of curling up the hair. As for the short hair girl, there seems to be no mole on the clavicle.
"It doesn't matter. Come in," said the round chin waitress, who was older and didn't care. Instead, she warmly said, "I'll never forget that I can take a bath with Hehui."
"No, ha ha," Gao Cheng said, touching the back of his head, "we just have some questions to ask... I'll come back when you've finished your bath..."
Out of the bath, the little boy raised his head and said: "you just want to go in?"
"Who do you think I'm looking for?" Gao Cheng stares at the little boy. It's hard to find a possible one, but there is no mole on the chest. If the little boy remembers correctly, now only the elderly hostess is qualified, but it doesn't look like... "No good!" Suddenly, a flustered cry sounded in the corridor outside. Several waitresses who were coming to the bath stopped and looked at a colleague who ran down from the upstairs“ What's the matter? "“ There's something wrong with a guest up there! It's the strange guest of 205, "the hostess running down said in horror." I'll send him something, knot, result... "Gao Cheng heard the riot outside and looked out to see the panicked hostesses“ Can you show me first? " In the bathroom of room 205, Gao Cheng stands at the door, looking at the face of the shoe holder. The man is soaking in the hot water in the bathtub, and his brows wrinkle. With the hot water tap still on, you can see the ferocious face of a man floating on the water, with his eyes wide open, an incredible look. Gao Cheng stops the crowd outside, goes to the front, turns off the hot water with a handkerchief, and looks at the man's condition carefully. There is no breath, there are traces of strangulation on the neck, and there are wounds on the back of the head... "Call the police first." Gao Chengchao's waitress outside said, looking back at the whole bathroom, picking up a mobile phone with a flip cover that fell to the ground at the door. The mobile phone is not closed, still in use... "Please... Excuse me," a waitress looked at Gao Cheng with some uncertainty, "you are..." "I'm a detective." Gao Cheng looks at the picture just taken on his mobile phone and frowns more tightly. It seems that it was a picture taken by a man when he was killed. It happened to capture half of the man's face in horror, and the murderer who tightly strangled his neck with a thin thread behind him, a woman with no clothes and a mole under the clavicle. It's really a big trouble this time