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Zhong Zhe found the number in the room and called the front desk. After a while, the little brother delivered the sewing kit to the door of the room.

Cheng Ling had wounds on his body, the bathroom was full of blood, and there were blood-stained coats scattered around the room.

Zhong Zhe just opened a narrow gap to take the things. When he closed the door and turned back to the room, Cheng Ling had already taken off his shirt and was standing in front of the washbasin cleaning the wound. His naked and healthy posture was clearly reflected in the huge bathroom mirror.

The words of the brother at the front desk echoed in Zhong Zhe's ears, and his face couldn't help but feel a little hot, "Don't be in a hurry to ask for a sewing kit, in case you want to tear it up again later... Maybe you don't need to mend it, I will run for you tomorrow morning Just buy a new one."

Cheng Ling had already turned around to take the needle and thread from Zhong Zhe's hand, looking down just in time to see his reddish ears.Cheng Ling's hearing was already excellent, and he immediately guessed that it was what the guy at the front desk said outside the door that provoked him. He didn't hide it, and chuckled lightly.

Zhong Zhe knew what Cheng Ling was laughing at, and he was a little annoyed that he was throwing a rock at his foot, so he turned his head and went out of the bathroom.

There is neither Internet nor TV in the room. The hotel party has worked hard so that the guests can enjoy the good time without being disturbed by anything, but Zhong Zhe feels embarrassed at this moment.

In the retro guest room without foreign objects, the large bathroom is deliberately designed without a partition door, not even a partition curtain.A large piece of dark red glass is used as a block, and the light penetrates into the extremely luxurious bathroom and fills every corner, ensuring that people outside the glass can have a clear view of the indoor scene.

At this moment, in the bathroom, the living ancient Greek sculptures are fading away, and the perfect limbs are constantly attracting people's imagination in the halo. Zhong Zhe has a cat scratching in his heart. He looked away, turned his back to the bathroom, and walked towards the window sill.

Opening the old-fashioned window sill for one person to stand on, the night breeze was cool, Zhong Zhe leaned on the carved iron fence, and swept down the back alley of the red light district. Even in such a place, after midnight, he finally began to feel a sense of tranquility.

At some point, Cheng Ling had already stood behind him, Zhong Zhe came back to his senses, and just about to speak, there was a faint gasp coming from the window sill next to him, and then it turned into a human voice mixed with pain and joy.

Zhong Zhe had long forgotten what he wanted to say, he pretended not to notice, passed Cheng Ling, hurried into the bathroom to wash up, and almost fled in despair.

After entering the bathroom, he remembered that soon Cheng Ling would also see his figure flashing behind the dark red glass wall, and he couldn't help breathing a little shortly.

Cheng Ling closed the window and began to contact the excrement shovel officer, telling her that the two had found a temporary location in downtown Paris.

The excrement shoveler also has information to report, "The support team arrived at the art exhibition space an hour later, and did not startle the enemy. Now we have observed that the other party quickly transferred a large amount of supplies."

"It should be to transfer the stolen works of art first. The explosion you made tonight is too loud, and the police will come to your door tomorrow morning. As long as they work hard, they will be able to clean it up by then without leaving a trace of evidence."

As Cheng Ling was talking, he heard the sound of water in the room stop, and the night returned to silence.

He turned around inadvertently, the only light in the room was gathered behind the dark red glass wall, passing through the glass curtain, everything in the bathroom was blurred like an impressionist painting.

The shower curtain moved lightly, and a slender human body appeared indistinctly. The perfectly proportioned body stretched and opened, and the elongated arms of light and shadow danced, reaching the towel on the rack, wrapping around the waist...

He continued to watch the man bend down and wipe every part of his body back and forth, without realizing that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and the words of the shit shovel officer in the communication had disappeared in frustration at some point, and became a long paragraph. A lot of background sound.

"Sir?"

It wasn't until the poop shovel officer reminded him that Cheng Ling turned his figure out of the window again, and went through the information reported to him in the newsletter just now to make sure that he didn't miss any important information.

"Have you arrived in Paris? Very good. Zhong Zhe and I live in the Hotel Amour in the Pigalle area, remember to monitor the cameras at the entrances and exits around." Cheng Ling assigned new tasks as usual.

The excrement shovel officer expressed his understanding, and added: "I have already processed the enemy's facial data received in the art exhibition space, and after processing, I can transfer to the monitor for face recognition."

With the enemy's facial data collected from the surveillance video earlier, and with the surveillance cameras around the hotel, once an enemy is tracked, the alarm can be quickly issued in advance.

While reporting the situation to Cheng Ling, the shit-shoveling officer searched and locked the location of Hotel Amour. When the line was connected and the surveillance images around the hotel popped up on the screen, the shit-shoveling officer who was supposed to hack into the system immediately stared blankly. screen.

Bright neon lights, explicit posters, street warblers walking back and forth in miniskirts... This should be the red light district of Paris?So isn't the Hotel Amour where the officer and Zhong Zhe stayed is that kind of hotel?Yes, the name is Amour, amour=love, makelove? !

When the shit-shoveling officer suddenly understood, his heart collapsed into countless pieces in an instant, "Wei", the "Wei" she adores, how could it be like this? !

After the wail, a raging roar almost rushed out of my mouth—so that's why you don't live in the safe house!

After a long time, the shit-shoveling officer struggled to endure the urge to question. Sure enough, distance can produce beauty. The first rule of chasing stars is never to work with idols. Such a self-serving, pious, and taking advantage of others... The shit-shoveling officer is extremely heartbroken for the "wei" in his heart The shining halo clanged to the ground, she never thought he was such a person!

The shit shovel officer aggrieved his wounded heart and went offline angrily.

Cheng Ling had no idea how he had completely hurt a young and pure heart just now. At this moment, he was sinking into the long-backed single velvet sofa, watching Zhong Zhe fall asleep exhaustedly, the dark red light in the bathroom There was warmth behind him.

From leaving the old house until now, the feeling of almost tranquility has just returned to my heart, not because of the lack of pursuers, not because of being able to rest in a safe place, but because of him, within his reach.

In the early hours of the morning, Cheng Ling, who was dozing lightly, was woken up by the excrement shovel officer, "Sir, there are several suspicious figures approaching, and one of them has a face that perfectly matches the person in the art exhibition space."

"How far is it?"

"There is another hotel at the intersection, and we should check that one first, in 5 minutes at the earliest."

Zhong Zhe was woken up by the push, he suddenly turned over and propped up his elbows, and saw Cheng Ling ringing the calling bell beside the bed.

Zhong Zhe felt that he was definitely sleepy, maybe still dreaming.

He turned his head and glanced at the clock beside him. It was not yet four o'clock in the morning, but Cheng Ling was actually ringing the call bell!

He stared at the latter dumbfounded, obviously not understanding why.

Cheng Ling had already grabbed his coat, and said calmly: "The pursuers have come over. Before the front desk comes up, let's leave here. When those people enter the door, they won't be able to find the front desk at the first time, and we can delay it for a while."

Zhong Zhe woke up completely, and Cheng Ling used the call bell to lure the front desk boy up, so that the people who came to follow him would not catch him immediately and ask him where the room was.

He got up quickly and wanted to go outside.

Cheng Ling pointed to the window sill of the room.

Zhong Zhe saw that Cheng Ling quickly climbed out of the carved iron railing, climbed down the edge of the building easily, took off and stretched, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.Zhong Zhe unexpectedly remembered the night when the Hong Kong peninsula chased the intruder.

HotelAmour is located in a neoclassical building with a century-old style. The height of the rooms on the third floor is equivalent to the height of the fourth floor of a modern residence.

Zhong Zhe took a deep breath and climbed out of the carved iron fence. His height and long hands and good exercise habits he had maintained for many years helped him slowly reach the window sill on the second floor. Sleep.

He stood on the window sill on the second floor and looked down at the vertical distance to the road. He estimated that the drop was more than [-] meters.

"Turn over and hang upside down, then jump down." Cheng Ling pointed out in the alley.

In this way, relying on his height, Zhong Zhe landed less than two meters away after taking off, so he can try it.

He acted quickly, and when he really jumped, he was inexperienced, and he was about to fall hard. Cheng Ling stepped forward to catch him in his arms, offsetting the severe fractures caused by that bad posture. Possibility of sprained feet.

The impact of the jump caused the two of them to fall to the ground, and Cheng Ling firmly used Zhong Zhe as a backrest.

The shit shovel officer's call sounded urgently, and Cheng Ling couldn't get up in time, he hugged the person in his arms to connect to the communication, and an anxious question came from the earphone, "The person just went in, have you escaped yet?"

If possible, Zhong Zhe would like to maintain this posture for a while longer, but when he looked up, he saw the frowning face of the person in front of him exuding awe-inspiring aura.

Cheng Ling had already given an affirmative answer to the excrement officer, pulled Zhong Zhe up, and the two rushed back and forth to the outside of the alley.

After exiting the alley, Cheng Ling turned to the left, and Zhong Zhe turned to the right.

"Don't go to the city center, the store is not open in the morning, it's too conspicuous." Zhong Zhe said anxiously, "Go to the red light district, where there are people at all times, good and evil are mixed, it should be easier to escape."

Cheng Ling nodded, he wasn't retreating alone, he didn't have to worry too much about the danger, just took the most convenient and quickest route, and now Zhong Zhe was with him, they needed cover.

The excrement shoveler said in the headset: "Those people came out of the hotel."

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