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Chapter 51 Strange Gold Coin, Peace Hotel
The next day, noon!

Downtown Tripoli!
Here is the capital of Kazi Hippo country, the capital of Tripoli District, the political, economic and cultural center of the country and the largest international metropolis. It is known as a modern city beating the ancient heart.

At the same time, it is also a commercial and seaport tourist city with unique charm, which is close to the sea, full of Mediterranean atmosphere, Arabian style, and unique charm.

However, these have nothing to do with Xing Xiaolong.

Avoiding the embassy and the peacekeeping force, he sneaked out of the green area of ​​the peacekeeping camp in Gale City, took a dilapidated minibus for more than three hours, and made a special trip to this place.

I didn't come here for tourism, let alone to see the Mediterranean scenery, but to find a hotel called Peace Hotel.

This is the task Louis entrusted to Xing Xiaolong!

And I also took a coin that was a bit bigger than one dollar, and it was in the shape of an equilateral octagon as a whole. On the front was a triangular relief with an eye in the middle. On the back, besides the English word for peace, there was also a circle of strange patterns around it. Some kind of gold coin is hard to the touch.

And an envelope that is almost extinct now, sealed with red beeswax.

A wacky gold coin!
A vintage letter!
To the Peace Hotel!

This was the information that Xing Feng knew, the other Louis didn't say a single word, the whole thing was weird and mysterious, very much like some kind of hidden organization depicted in the book.

Xing Xiaolong has already realized that something is wrong, guessing that it is very possible that he has entered a world that is not accessible to ordinary people like him.

But in order to rescue his "apprentice" rich woman Su, Xing Xiaolong could only bite the bullet and go on, regardless of whether there was a god or a ghost in front of him.

For him now, saving talents is the top priority.

With the help of his mobile phone and simultaneous translation earbuds, Xing Xiaolong quickly found the Peace Hotel.

The area of ​​the hotel doesn't seem very large, but the decoration is very luxurious, all in the European medieval classical royal style, leaving behind those so-called "small hotels" that are dozens of streets away from five-star hotels.

It was so golden that it almost blinded my eyes!
This is the most intuitive shock that Xing Xiaolong brought to his soul when he looked in from the door. If he didn't have a mission, he would never dare to walk into such a luxurious place.

For Xing Xiaolong, who was born in the countryside, his world is outside the door, and the world inside the door is beyond his reach.

"The walls are painted with gold, the lamps are all made of crystal, and even the floor of the fucking hall is inlaid with gold. The precious artworks on the walls and on the ground seem to be free of money. Poverty really limits my imagination."

Xing Xiaolong complained softly with guilt, and bravely walked in through the spiral door.

"Silk~ It smells so good!"

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted with a fragrant fragrance, and Xing Xiaolong couldn't help but marvel.

Although I can't smell which kind of flower it is, but this smell is very comfortable. Even the irritability of being exposed to the sun all the way is relieved in this moment. It must not be an ordinary perfume.

Moreover, perfume is sprayed in the hall, which is too fucking B-rated.

Here Xing Xiaolong is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, who has never seen the world while looking around curiously, sometimes exclaiming, and walking towards the luxurious front desk with the entire golden stage directly in front of the hall.

And the customers who were already in the lobby, as well as the service staff at the front desk, also stared at Xing Xiaolong with different expressions.

There is doubt, there is disgust, there is contempt, there is hatred, there is indifference...

Only without turning a blind eye!
Everyone in the hotel, including the waiters, is wearing a neat suit or a slim tuxedo, and all of them are formal and dignified.

Cooperating with this medieval aristocratic environment, it all reveals a noble atmosphere.

And what about Xing Xiaolong?
Wearing sneakers that cost tens of dollars a pair, the short-sleeved sweatshirt was soaked with sweat, and the wet jeans that were made by the Han were stuck to the dust on the road. It was a dusty person, and it didn't fit in with the environment of this hotel.

In particular, his body exuded a strong smell of sweat, which attracted customers nearby to hide their mouths in disgust.

"Fuck, you haven't sweated before."

Xing Xiaolong, who was still a little cautious at first, was stimulated by the faces of the people in the hotel. He was very upset, but suddenly let go.

A pair of bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes, you can do whatever you like.

At this moment, a gentleman-looking middle-aged white man in a tuxedo came over with a professional smile and said, "Sir, can you go out, please? We don't accept disheveled clothes, and we don't accept strangers." book customers."

Xing Xiaolong knew that this was the rule of many hotels, although he felt very uncomfortable, he did not argue.

A soldier has the qualities of a soldier, even after he is retired.

Thinking of what Louis told him, Xing Xiaolong took out the item that Louis gave him, but because he couldn't speak English, he didn't speak, but just shook it in his hand.

The white man who was smiling professionally changed his expression the moment he saw the gold coin.

However, in the next second, he hid it again.

As far as this psychological quality is concerned, he is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is even more impossible for him to be like the hotel waiter he dressed up.

Things seem to be getting more and more mysterious.

"Sir, please follow me, this way please."

The middle-aged white man stretched out his left hand, bent slightly, and motioned for Xing Xiaolong to follow him.

Although the expression on his face was still a professional smile, Xing Xiaolong could clearly feel that the attitude of this middle-aged white man towards him had changed.

Before, it was indifferent ignorance, but now, it's like receiving the most respected customer.

Even Xing Xiaolong is still in that "cheap" outfit!

Not only did middle-aged white people change after seeing the gold coins, but other customers in the hotel lobby also changed significantly after seeing the gold coins.

Even though the expressions of many people have not changed, there is a color in everyone's eyes.

This color can be understood as identity.

"If you guessed right, the people who can enter the Zhejiang Hotel should all have this kind of gold coin. It seems that the value of this gold coin is not just as simple as gold, but what does its existence represent? What are you wearing?"

Sensing the changes in the eyes of other people in the hotel, as well as the changes in this middle-aged white man, Xing Xiaolong became more curious about the origin of this gold coin.

He really wanted to ask the white man in front of him, but he was afraid that if he asked, he would be regarded as a thief, a stolen gold coin.

Then there will be big trouble!

In fact, this is Xing Xiaolong thinking too much. The existence of this kind of gold coin is very special, so special that there is no such setting as being stolen.

It's like buying a lottery ticket.

The middle-aged white man led Xing Xiaolong through the lobby, entered a solid wood carved door from the corridor on the left, and came to a house that was still luxuriously decorated, but with a strange layout.

Then, without a word, he left.

(End of this chapter)