Chapter Eighty-Three: It hurts to be idle
Chen Linjun ignored the tail behind him, he knew that it was someone from the police who followed, they must have no malicious intent, it should be Team Liu who asked them to follow him, so as not to collect some information.
It is also possible that when they want to hurt others, these two police officers will come out to stop them.
The two front desk attendants were sore and were giggling about which star was handsome, and that one obviously looked so capable. The charm of the face, maybe the heart of spring is budding.
When women are together, the kind of open-mindedness in thought and words is far beyond men's imagination.
"Which room does Zhang Biao live in?" Chen Linjun, who rushed in in a hurry, asked eagerly.
"That person looks like he has thick lips, this kind of person must be big there, and his combat ability is super strong, I like it so much!" The two women screamed excitedly while pointing to their phones, not even noticing anyone standing in front of them, not even hearing the sound of questioning.
"If you want to ask who has strong combat effectiveness, Huaxia is looking for Lan Xiang in the country!" Chen Linjun interjected with a black face.
The two waiters were obviously stunned, quickly put down their mobile phones, blushed shyly, and asked embarrassedly, "Sir, how can I help you?" ”
"Which room is Zhang Biao in?"
"I'm sorry, we can't reveal the whereabouts of the guest, or you can call him!" Two waiters with smiles on their faces.
I was nervous to let the guests hear my own explicit conversation just now.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Then there was a click.
My obedient man, it turned out that Chen Linjun's palm fell and fell, and he slashed on the desktop at the front desk with one palm, the force was too strong, and a burst of debris flew, and the desktop actually shattered.
The two waiters were so frightened that their faces were discolored, and their bodies shook, and they slipped from where they were sitting.
Because that sound was like thunder on the ground, and it scared the pure little dirty of the two girls so much that they didn't want it. Coupled with looking at the shattered table and the intense anger on Chen Linjun's face, they were very afraid that the palm would cut off their heads.
"Don't toast and don't eat and drink, hurry up and check!" Chen Linjun raised his palm again, but after seeing the wood slag split, he lowered his hand again.
The two girls held each other's hands tightly, looking at Chen Linjun helplessly, with tears in their eyes and horror, this man was too fierce, as if he was going to tear himself apart at any time.
But they shook their heads resolutely: "The hotel has a rule that you can't disclose the information of the guests, I'm sorry!" ”
I'm grass Nima! Chen Linjun was extremely angry. This Zhang Biao actually tried in vain to kill Qin Ruoling and himself, how can he rest assured if he doesn't take revenge.
Chen Linjun's temples were high and bulging, which was a natural reaction of his bodily functions, and as soon as it came to the eve of the war, when his strength was condensed, it would become like this. Even the green tendons on the hands are protruding, as if every part of the body is full of strength.
It's not good, the two policemen don't look right. If Chen Linjun really hurt someone, the two of them would not be able to make a difference in front of Team Liu, after all, everyone knows that Team Liu is Chen Linjun's wife.
They rushed forward and showed the two frightened waiters. He said in a calm tone: "I'm sorry, this is our temporary worker, my temper is a little irritable, don't be angry, hurry up and say the room where Zhang Biao lives!" ”
Damn, Chen Linjun was suddenly very messy, like the terrible north wind that kept blowing, temporary workers? It's so funny, I'm just a civilian, and I can get a temporary worker just because I'm a little fierce to the waiter. It's not bad.
Who dared to offend the police, the waiter hurriedly banged on the computer keyboard.
"In room 238!" The waiter's voice was still a little vibrato.
It seems that Chen Linjun's palm just now caused such a large area of shadow in the hearts of the good people.
But when they were still worried, they suddenly saw a shadow flashing, and they found that the man with a murderous face was no longer in front of them. And the two policemen were on the phone.
Apparently calling for reinforcements, a policeman said to the waiter: "We'll deal with the damage here later, and now we're going to investigate the case!" ”
Zhang Biao? The two waiters still had an impression, although the man was not very ugly, and he didn't look like a fierce character, but behind him was a group of about a dozen people, all of them in black and sunglasses, with flat heads like wolves and tigers, and everyone with black faces, chests and tails, and murderous spirits.
And Zhang Biao's right hand is still holding a delicate woman, a dear bite, so sweet that he will get tired of a few uncles.
"At first glance, Zhang Biao is not a good person, how can a good person bring so many bodyguards!" When the waiter came back to his senses, he talked curiously.
Chen Linjun was really moving like a rabbit, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly up the stairs...... If you have to wait for the elevator on the second floor, it will be a waste of time.
"Come out! Zhang Biao! It only took less than a minute to rush to the second floor, and Chen Linjun walked to the door of room 38 and knocked vigorously.
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, why wasn't there any movement inside?
Chen Linjun also has a secret that no one knows, that is, his internal strength is exquisite, and as a result, his hearing is also different, as long as he calms down and there is no other interference, he can even hear the sound of a needle falling on the ground in the next room.
If Zhang Biao is inside, he shouldn't be sleeping at this time, but what are he playing with the woman?
But the room was unusually quiet, dead quiet.
Is there no one in there, is it the waiter who is lying to himself?
Chen Linjun was about to go down to find the waiter, but the waiter on the floor walked over with a puzzled face, raised his head, and looked at Chen Linjun with some surprise: "Sir, what are you knocking on?" ”
"Looking for someone, Zhang Biao, he didn't go out, did he?"
"What a label. This room has been uninhabited for a week, what do you say about loving Sanba, now men love Xiaosan, who wants their people's Xiaosan to be called Sanba, will not choose this one! The floor attendant said with a smile.
"Damn, the front desk attendant was teasing me, and he said 238!" Chen Linjun looked angry, and wanted to rush down to teach the waiter who was open-mouthed. Damn, tease me, right?
"Oh!" At this time, the waiter on the floor seemed to suddenly realize: "I understand, she should be talking about the love Sanba, that is, the thirty-eight on the twentieth floor, we generally call it love death Sanba (2038), where to find it!" ”
My good girl, the language of Dahua is really rich. A room number can make a lot of jokes.