Because I was working as an undercover agent in a hotel, when I took the elevator, I set my phone to vibrate in advance. When I took it out, I was not surprised that it was a call from the thin man.

He asked me if I had reached the 18th floor?

I said I had arrived, and told him that the person his stepmother was meeting should live in Room 1801. Unfortunately, the door was closed, and I didn’t know if there was anyone inside yet.

The thin man said that if everything goes well today, as usual, his stepmother will probably go to the hotel around 9 o'clock in the morning, and there will be someone watching at the door of the hotel.

Once she is found entering the hotel door, I will be notified immediately.

I said no problem.

It seems that the reason why Slim Man asked me to come to work today is that he has already calculated that a Malay woman is very likely to come to the hotel. In this way, there is still a certain pattern to the time when this woman comes to the hotel.

This made me even more curious, who could she be meeting on the 18th floor?

At this moment, is the person living in room 1801 male or female?

Although I already have some guesses in my mind, there is no need for me to say them out now. After all, I am already very close to that person. Why wait until I see the truth with my own eyes and the mystery will be solved, so why bother guessing?

There were no rooms on the entire 18th floor that needed cleaning. I just sat in the rest room and thought about my own thoughts. The supervisor also knew the purpose of my coming here, and he didn't say much when he saw that I was lazy.

What a coincidence today is!

When it was almost 10 o'clock, the woman actually came to the hotel, and the thin man called me in time.

When I heard that the woman had entered the hotel and got on the elevator, I felt really panicked. I quickly walked out of the rest room and pushed the cleaning trolley into the corridor.

I took out a disposable mask from the cleaning truck and put it on my face. Either because I was worried about her seeing my face, or because I felt that wearing a mask would be safer. In fact, it is normal to wear a mask when doing hygiene.

Because I don’t know how a hotel waiter should perform hygiene correctly, but I have to blend in. I can’t just stand still, otherwise I will be seen through at a glance.

Somehow, Luo Feng's mission to capture Boss Hu a few months ago suddenly came to mind...

Luo Feng pretended to be a cleaner and swept the floor in the square with a big broom. Because he worked very hard and did not fit the personality of a cleaner, he was spotted by the suspicious Boss Hu at a glance.

I don’t want to be discovered by that woman as soon as I get started, otherwise all my previous efforts will be wasted, so I must play this role as well as possible!

My face was pointed directly at the elevator entrance, so that I could see the woman as soon as she came up and pay attention to her every move at any time.

Moreover, I deliberately pushed the car near room 1801, so that as soon as the door opened, I could see the face of the person inside immediately.

This is what I planned in my heart. I originally thought it would go smoothly. Unfortunately, every time I think well, the facts often do not happen in the order I thought.

Just as I was staring at the end of the corridor, I suddenly heard a very unique sound of footsteps!

Da da da…

That was the sound of high heels stepping on the ground, coming closer and closer, very clear and crisp!

There should be no one else in the entire corridor on the 18th floor. The one who walked up must be that woman.

However, I was clearly facing the elevator, so why did the sound come from behind?

broken!

Only then did I realize a problem. The elevator I took before was a staff elevator, and the elevator used by real guests was probably not in the same place, but on the opposite side, that is, behind me...

Now that woman has stepped out of the elevator, she is walking towards room 1801, and she will inevitably pass by me...

Originally, I planned to watch her approach me from a distance and then adapt accordingly, but she suddenly appeared from behind, which caught me off guard.

The sound of high heels in my ears was getting closer and closer, and I felt extremely nervous. I couldn't help but look back...

The woman was only one step away from me, and she happened to look into my eyes...

I am not a professional espionage officer, and I have a very panicked mentality. Even if I tried to stay calm, I would definitely have a look on my face.

Fortunately, I put on a mask in advance, covering most of my face and only exposing my eyes.

She and I just looked at each other, then hurriedly looked away and lowered our heads to fiddle with the detergent on the trolley.

Although my expression and movements were slightly panicked, the woman didn't seem to have any doubts about me. She continued to walk past me with her chest raised and her head raised, taking a catwalk, taking away a gust of fragrance.

I breathed a little sigh of relief, and the woman had already walked to the door of room 1801.

At this time, my face was facing towards her and my eyes were staring at the cleaning truck. If I wanted to see who was opening the door, I had to raise my head...

But just as I raised my head, the woman turned her head and glanced at me at the same time, so I immediately lowered my head and continued to pretend to fumble for certain items on the cleaning truck.

However……

Just in the second or two that I missed my eyes, the door of room 1801 was already opened. I only noticed with my peripheral vision that someone opened the door from the inside, not the woman herself.

The moment the woman entered the door, I quickly looked up again...

This time the woman didn't notice me. She entered the room without even saying a word at the door.

at the same time……

I also saw the person in the room, who was undoubtedly a man, with a ponytail that was neither long nor short, with a medium-fat figure...

It's a pity that what I saw was only a profile of the face, a very narrow one. In fact, I only saw one cheekbone.

Then, the door was closed!

The entire corridor fell into dead silence again...

I quickly recalled that flashing profile in my mind. Because I can draw, I can retain that image in my mind for a long time...

Unfortunately, I only saw a profile of his face, not a nose, eyes, or mouth. I only saw cheekbones and a ponytail on the back of his head.

Don't know why?

Recalling the image of the man who opened the door in my mind, I felt that he looked a bit like a famous singer named Liu. From the back, hairstyle and profile, he did look very similar, but his neck was not as thick as that singer...

Who is this man?!

While I was thinking about this, the phone in my pocket started buzzing and vibrating again, which quickly woke me up from my thoughts...

I didn't answer the phone while standing in the corridor. Instead, I pushed the cleaning cart back to the rest room and answered the phone.

Still thin, he asked me if I had seen anyone?

I told him that I saw the woman enter room 1801, and there was a middle-aged man with a ponytail living in it. Unfortunately, I didn't see his face.

The thin man sneered on the phone and said, "Made, this woman really can't bear loneliness. She started looking for a man just a few days after my father died. What a bitch..."

I heard what he said getting more and more unpleasant, so I interrupted him: "Now that they have entered, what should I do?"

The thin man said in an ordering tone: "Wait until they finish their work, find an opportunity to enter room 1801 to clean up, and take out some hair or something from the room..."

I frowned and asked in confusion: "This is a hotel, and they are not the only people who have stayed there. Even if the hair is collected, it doesn't necessarily belong to your stepmother?"

The thin man cursed in a low voice: "Attention, I am not talking about hair but hair. You mainly need to check the wastebasket and bring those wet toilet paper balls out to me. There will definitely be hair on them. Do you understand what I mean?"

?”

hiss……

It turns out that the thin man made me do such disgusting things!

"I understand, I understand," I agreed casually, and then asked, "But how do you determine which hair belongs to a woman and which belongs to a man?"

The thin man sneered and said: "Huh, that's easy. If you can't tell the difference, just lower your heads together..."

wipe……
Chapter completed!