Lin Qingqing gave Jiang Haixia a look.
Jiang Haixia turned back to the room and took out their ID cards.
After the police checked it, they returned it to Jiang Haixia.
Then he searched everywhere in the room without any hesitation.
The hotel manager moved to Lin Qingqing's side with a flattering and apologetic smile on his face.
"Ms. Mu, we're very sorry to have frightened you. The hotel will waive your room charges for yesterday and the next day."
Hearing this, Lin Qingqing's expression eased a little.
But his tone remained arrogant as he said, "I haven't committed any crime, yet my privacy is being violated like this. Is this how the police in your country handle cases? They have no sense of human rights at all."
The leading policeman saw that he had checked almost everything and found nothing unusual.
Immediately waved to the police officer.
Lin Qingqing's words and actions didn't seem like those of an ordinary person, so they didn't want to make things too awkward since they hadn't found any problems.
There is still much work to be done.
The policeman apologized and said, "Ms. Mu, we will give you a discount on the remaining room fee."
Lin Qingqing snorted coldly, still dissatisfied with the hotel's handling of the matter.
At this time, the police began to question Lin Qingqing and others about their whereabouts.
Meng Yang and Dong Hui did not go out after returning to the hotel yesterday. This can be confirmed by the hotel front desk and the elevator service staff on the top floor.
As for Lin Qingqing, the police were full of doubts about the two people's words about going to a disco all night.
He called the bar from the phone in the room.
After confirming the time when Lin Qingqing entered the venue yesterday and the time when she left the next morning, the suspicions of the two were dispelled.
The leading police officer, along with the hotel manager and several other police officers, immediately went to other rooms to check.
When only Lin Qingqing and the other three were left in the room, Meng Yang said, "It seems that all personnel need to be checked."
Lin Qingqing didn't mind at all.
When they move around, they wear foreign masks and have blond hair, so they won't be exposed no matter how hard they try.
As evidenced by the facts, this was indeed the case over the next two days.
"So, General Lin, you went to the bar early this morning before coming back?"
Meng Yang thought of the phone call the police had just made and couldn't help asking.
"Of course, but that bar doesn't have surveillance. Haixia and I rented a private room and climbed in through the window in the morning. That way, when we came out, everyone inside would be a witness."
"high!"
This action was not very high, but Meng Yang couldn't help but want to praise Lin Qingqing.
"Go back to sleep."
Lin Qingqing gathered her coat and went back to her bedroom to rest.
Jiang Haixia went into the room, took out all the books and placed them on the coffee table.
Let Meng Yang and Dong Hui continue translating.
Meng Yang: You can’t rest for even a moment, right?
Lunch time.
Lin Qingqing woke up, washed and put on light makeup.
Jiang Haixia and I went for a walk on the street.
As soon as I arrived at the first floor of the hotel, I saw that the hotel staff looked unusual.
I don't feel at ease when doing anything.
She turned around and went to the restaurant to eat.
Then I heard other guests at the same hotel talking about the thefts in two major museums last night.
"I heard that the entire city was under martial law at around 8 o'clock the next day, and all means of exit were blocked."
"Is it really necessary to be so serious? Wouldn't that cause chaos in Lun City?"
"Of course it's necessary. Everything in the country's two major museums was stolen, and even the materials from the three major research institutes were stolen. How can the country not take this seriously?"
Lin Qingqing listened to the conversations of the people around her and happily ordered four dishes.
She and Jiang Haixia only ate a little.
The remaining food was eaten up by Meng Yang and Dong Hui.
In their own country, they rarely even get to eat fine grains, but here they often throw half-eaten food directly into the water bucket.
This huge contrast made Meng Yang and Dong Hui once again deeply aware of China's poverty and backwardness.
After dinner, the four of them left the hotel.
I wanted to go for a walk on the street, but I saw police officers everywhere.
And people gathered on street corners, whispering and looking around vigilantly.
Some people even drew strange spells on the walls.
It was said that things in museums and research institutes disappeared out of thin air, and that it was the arrival of the devil.
It's God's punishment.
Lin Qingqing was appreciating all of this with great interest.
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