20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 373: Press the gourd and lift the scoop

Yamato Hotel, the setting sun soaks the brick wall reliefs.

The public rest area is located in the corner of the lobby, with several brown soft leather sofas and a rotating newspaper column.

Chuang Hu stood up, turned his face slightly, glanced at the clock on the wall at the front desk, and then looked in the direction of the marble stairs.

It was four-thirty-five, and the young couple from last night never came downstairs to go out.

The whole day, only at noon, the man went downstairs and ordered two light meals from the restaurant.

Apart from this, neither of the couple was seen again.

Chuanghu sat down again, took a brochure about travel to Asia from the newspaper column, and flipped through it.

The sofa is very soft and one sinks deeply into it.

He was not in a hurry. Lao Rong stepped in and did not say anything in a hurry. He has always been able to bear his temper. However, the occasional glares from the waiters and front desk ladies around him made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Boom-boom!"

The leading officer, who seemed to have the rank of colonel, whispered a few words to the foreman, and was then enthusiastically led to the restaurant.

The last ray of the setting sun in the distant sky was instantly swallowed up by darkness.

In the narrow room, there were several brooms and mops piled up, and a few tattered rags hanging on the edge of the empty bucket.

Chuanghu lowered his head and followed the three officers furtively. When he reached the stairs, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Bao'er, slow down, don't sprain your feet. Bao'er, are you hungry? Bao'er, let me help you carry your bag."

Finally, he saw the young couple again.

Chuanghu pointed at the British guy sitting diagonally across from him reading a newspaper.

He couldn't find the cleaner's uniform, so he finally had to walk back to room 201 with a broom and knocked on the door twice more, louder than before.

"Hey! What's so interesting about the sea? It's boring!"

Although the man was in a suit and leather shoes, he stood beside her like a eunuch.

He knocked gently on the door twice, then immediately turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Chuanghu put down the brochure and frowned: "No, no, I'll rest here for a while."

The woman asked a bit nonchalantly: "Where should we go to play tonight?"

This answer seemed to hit the white shirt's fancy.

Chuang Hu looked around and slowly came to the door of room 201. He first looked around at the door cracks and door frames, then lowered his head to check the carpet in front of the door.

There was no response from the room for a long time.

As soon as I stood up, there was a loud "bang" at the door of the hotel!
The guests in the rest area, the lady at the front desk, and Chuang Hu and Bai Shirt all looked outside in unison to follow the sound.

The two of them were talking while walking. Chuanghu passed by the woman and couldn't help but close his eyes and took a deep breath, looking quite intoxicated.

The woman wears a new hairstyle, with shoulder-length hair and a little curl. She has dark eyebrows and red lips, a pearl necklace, and tassel earrings. She is wearing a navy blue cheongsam embroidered with golden chrysanthemums, with a high slit. She is wearing a windbreaker and is holding a Xiaobao walked down the stairs gracefully.

"It's not like we don't have a seat, he, he sat there longer than me!"

"Don't rush me, leave now!"

He deliberately slowed down his pace and turned his head. After seeing the two people disappear from the revolving door, he did not go upstairs. Instead, he turned around and walked into the restaurant, found an empty seat, and waited quietly for a while before getting up quickly. Walk up to the second floor.

"Sir, can you leave?" The white shirt next to him was still chattering.

Without looking back or listening to what was going on inside the house, he seemed to have already forgotten the matter and headed towards the storage room.

He bent down and said something politely in Japanese. Seeing that Chuanghu couldn't understand, he straightened up and asked, "Sir, are you waiting for someone, or do you have something else to do?"

Chuanghu felt aggrieved.

They seemed to suspect that he was not a guest at the hotel.

Due to his personality and body, Chuanghu always avoids direct conflicts with others. Although he felt unhappy at the moment and thought of the errand he was shouldering, he didn't argue much. He just muttered: "I don't share the same knowledge as you!"

Sure enough, not long after, a handsome young man wearing a white shirt and black tie walked over with a smile.

"Uh... shall I take you to Hoshinoura? Let's go see the sea?"

The car door opened and closed several times, and three Japanese officers, wearing straw-yellow uniforms and knee-length military boots, strode into the Yamato Hotel.

"Bao'er is right, that person said, wherever you want to go, I will take you there..."

He smiled and reminded "kindly": "Sir, if you are tired, you can go back to your room to rest. This is a public area. Please cooperate and take care of other guests."

The corridor was covered with bright red carpet, making no sound when walking.

Outside the revolving door, I saw a black car, slowly stopping in front of the steps outside the hotel.

The man in the white shirt didn't blush or breath. He still smiled and said, "Sir, please don't be so messy."

Chuanghu swallowed his saliva, his heart was fast, his mouth was dry, and he walked towards each other with red ears.

The Japanese foreman at the front desk quickly squeezed to the counter and received him personally.

The door was unlocked, so Chuanghu walked right in and started writhing.

"I--"

Chuang Hu took out a piece of iron wire from somewhere, broke it into a "several" shape, looked left and right, and immediately put the wire into the keyhole, looked up, opened his mouth, and pressed the wire gently with his thumb.

“Click, click, click—pop!”

No matter how many times you hear it, the sound of the lock bolt beating is always a joy.

Chuanghu narrowed his eyes and opened the door, and a faint fragrance hit his nostrils.

Then, he gently closed the door panel, locked it, looked down at the foot mat on the ground, and then walked into the house cautiously. This is a guest room less than two feet square, with a separate bathroom, flush toilet and running water pipe.

The bedding on the wooden bed was a bit messy, with one side dented and the other side relatively flat.

Chuanghu frowned and looked around the room to see if there was any hiding place.

He first went to check under the bed. There was indeed a narrow gap that ordinary people couldn't get through. He could try, but he felt uneasy, so he opened the big wardrobe. It was empty and very spacious. Only a fool would do that. Hidden here.

Next to the bedside table are two suitcases, one large and one small, as well as a pair of women's embroidered shoes.

"hiss--"

He scratched his head, then walked to the window sill, looked at the tables, chairs and curtains, and finally pushed open the glass window and looked out.

The wind was so strong that the curtains fluttered, and nothing could be heard clearly except the whistling wind.

Fortunately, the window does not face the center of the large square, but faces the alley in the southeast corner.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the street lights were lighting up one by one.

Chuanghu squatted on the window sill, looked up and down, left and right, and looked at the outer wall of Yamato Hotel for a few times, and finally a bad smile appeared on his face.

The good thing about the Baroque-style building is that it has complicated decorations and exquisite reliefs. The exterior wall looks lumpy and uneven. For a small man like him, Xiao Rong, with nimble hands and feet, it is like a step.

Under the window on the second floor, there is not only a small balcony, but also a half-foot-high guardrail surrounding it.

There are relief stone pillars between the windows of each guest room to block the view. It can be said that you can "attack" when you advance, and you can "defend" when you retreat.

Seeing that there were only a few people walking on the street, Chuanghu took the opportunity to jump down, step on it, and give it a try. He couldn't help but laugh happily.

"What does it mean that the devil is one foot high and the Tao is ten feet high? Huh?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished boasting, his expression suddenly changed.

The next second, the lock cylinder started to rotate "raggedly"!

When Chuanghu saw this, he was inevitably a little panicked.

When he came to the door, he realized that there was movement, but it was not careless. The corridor was paved with red carpet, and there was no sound from his feet. The sea breeze was raging outside the window, making it extremely noisy.

At this time, it was obviously too late to enter the house through the window and face to face with others pretending to be a cleaner.

Chuang Hu hurriedly straightened up, took out the broomstick stuck by the window, closed the window with his backhand, and lay under the flower bed outside the balcony.

The curtains that were fluttered by the strong wind finally slowly lowered, and at the same time, the door opened.

Why did you come back suddenly?
Outside the house, Chuanghu was no longer so nervous, but carefully raised his ears to eavesdrop on the intermittent conversations in the house.

"Pop" - the light turned on.

The man and woman walked into the house one after the other.

"Bao'er! Bao'er, I was wrong, you got angry just because you said you were angry!"

"I am not angry……"

"You said you're not angry. Why should you come back if you're not angry?"

"You're so... let's break up!"

"Bao'er...I, can't I kneel down for you..."

Chuang Hu couldn't help but roll his eyes outside the window, and couldn't help muttering: "It's so cheap that all that's left is the bones!" After saying that, he thought about it again, shook his head and muttered: "It's okay if it's not a loss, is it a loss? Not a loss, right?"

With many years of experience in listening to windows, Chuanghu concluded that the woman was not really angry, but was probably awkward because she wanted to buy something but couldn't get it.

As he listened, he also discovered that these two people were not a couple, but fashionable boyfriends and girlfriends who believed in free love. They seemed to have escaped from home. In short, this trip was probably for this woman. .

The truth was just as he expected.

The man coaxed the woman in the room for more than ten minutes and talked nonsense for a long time. Finally, he finally coaxed the woman.

This woman is really strange. She is giggling one moment and smiling the next.

Sure enough, after a while, the lights were turned off, Chuanghu poked his head in, saw the door open and close, and the two of them left the guest room as if nothing had happened.

Chuang Hu did not dare to act rashly, and still crawled on the flower bed on the balcony for a long time. At the same time, he looked sideways downstairs, trying to find the figure of the man and woman going out, but unfortunately found nothing. They probably went in the direction of the main square.

At this time, several more black cars passed by downstairs, and several ghost policemen happened to be patrolling the road.

Chuanghu had no choice but to squat down, carefully hold the window sill, and stick his head out.

Because the curtains were not closed, through the light outside the window, you could clearly see that the room was empty.

He opened the window, jumped into the house, ducked at the bathroom door, and then pushed open the door with a broom.

The corridor was empty and very quiet. Chuang Hu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After choosing a hiding place, he planned to go downstairs to have a full meal, then go back and change into night clothes. After the couple came back from going out, he would go back directly through the outer wall of the hotel.

After making up his mind, he took the broom and walked to the storage room. As he opened the door, he thought in his mind that Jiang Lianheng and Zhao Guoyan should be back soon.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a big hand suddenly came around his neck and covered his mouth and nose.

"Well--"

Before Chuanghu could scream, he was forcibly lifted up by the man behind him and dove into the storage room!

"Little brat, who asked you to come, huh?"

Chuanghu fearfully grabbed the opponent's arm with both hands, widened his eyes, and squinted.

But in the public rest area, he saw the handsome young man wearing a white shirt and black tie staring at him with a ferocious smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)