First-Class Lawyer

Chapter 115: Identity (2)

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Half an hour later, in the central monitoring room of the hotel, the staff on duty quickly rummaged through the video.

Yan Suizhi rested his hands on the table and looked up at the twenty or so screens that were constantly beating. Gu Yan stood behind him with his arms crossed, his eyes also falling on those screens.

Joe closed the door of the central monitoring room, patted the manager on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's not a big deal. Mainly, I've been sleeping poorly recently. I saw something late at night and didn't understand it. I can't let it go. I haven't slept enough for more than a week. If something affects my sleep tonight, I accidentally die here, don't you think it's too bad? "

The manager was taken aback by his words, and quickly waved his hand and said, "No no no, stop joking! Isn't this an investigation? I'll make it clear to you. But to be honest, you can rest assured that the security of our hotel is here. This area is second, no one dares to say first, or you would not choose to stay here for leisure, right?"

This manager is only responsible for the building where the interns live, and there are higher managements on his head. As far as his powers are concerned, it is totally fine to let guests into the monitoring room, but this group of guests is not small, and he is a little afraid of accidents, so he is anxious and wants to report it.

But this young master Qiao and the lawyer kept pressing him, saying that it was nothing serious and that no one else needed to be disturbed.

In fact, no one else was alerted, and no one even knew about entering the monitoring room.

At this moment, except for a few of them, the other guests should dine, relax, and chat. The staff and managers are clueless about what's going on here.

Joe smiled: "Yes, I just know the reputation of your hotel, so I told you to take it easy, you just treat us as a walk around. Look, we didn't touch any equipment, all of which are operated by your on-duty staff. You'll be watching right here, okay?"

He couldn't help but drag a chair over. Taking advantage of his height, he pushed the manager into the chair and slapped the work headset on his collar.

"..." The manager wiped the sweat from his temples, thinking that this young master is really good at making decisions by talking to himself. He had to nod his head half a beat, "Alright. That... headphones?"

Joe fiddled with it, "Lend it to me, I'll give it to you later, don't be so stingy."

The manager pinched his nose and nodded, but his heart was broken. My heart said, why don't you just watch the surveillance, how can you make it like you want to hijack the surveillance room.

This hotel's work earphones are specially made, which are very different from the ear buckles for smartphones on the market on weekdays. Joe is really curious.

He casually leaned back on Ke Jin's chair and fiddled with his earphones to recognize the shortcut commands on it.

Ke Jin is very quiet most of the time. He seems to be wrapped in a cocoon-like world, his eyes wandering between the monitoring screens, and he does not know what he is thinking.

Very occasionally, when Yan Suizhi or Gu Yan was talking, he would slowly look away. Most of the time, his eyes were blank, as if he had found a spot in a daze at random. There were also moments of confusion, as if something kept preventing him from understanding the words of those around him.

When this confusion accumulates to a certain extent, he will suddenly become restless, and then there will be chaos.

So in order to avoid this situation, Joe will always try to attract his attention from time to time, so as not to let him stare at one thing or one person for a long time.

He deliberately fiddled with his earphones, making all kinds of ragged mutterings. After several minutes, Ke Jin's gaze finally retracted from the last fixed point, turned his head slowly, and stared at the earphone in his hand.

"It's specially made by the hotel. You see, there are fire alarms, services, permission to open doors, etc..."

"Do you know what these are for?"

"look… "

Whenever Ke Jin looked at him, Qiao even spoke with enthusiasm. A small earphone was stunned by his introduction and explanation.

The manager next to him was taken aback.

Even Yan Suizhi couldn't help but look back.

Joe couldn't notice anyone else at this time, he was talking with a smile, and from time to time he raised his eyes to look at Ke Jin's eyes.

Ke Jin unknowingly sat sideways in the chair with his hands on the armrests, looking at the earphone earnestly, looking like a well-behaved student listening to a class.

This look made Joe's heart soften. He wanted to say a little more, but a pair of broken earphones was really limited. He finally stopped after talking for a while, reached out and brushed the ends of Ke Jin's hair and said, "It seems to have grown a lot, I'll fix it for you tonight. How about a little?"

Ke Jin looked at him, and seeing that he didn't speak for a while, he changed his sitting position, and his attention was attracted by the colorful and beating screen again.

It was all too common for Joe to go unanswered, and it happened every day. He was used to this kind of thing for a long time, and he always smiled and turned to find another thing to make Ke Jin look at him.

He talks more and more over the years, and he can talk about a small thing for a long time.

Only this time, when Ke Jin looked away from his face, he felt a little unspeakably sad.

He dialed the earphone in his hand, stared at Ke Jin's side face for a while, couldn't help but gently nudged him twice, and muttered, "Look at me again."

Ke Jin was pushed twice by him, his eyes first turned to his hand, and then slowly to his face.

Young Master Qiao's mood improved again.

He raised his head at the manager, raised his chin, and said, "Thank you for your earphones, it's really a good thing."

manager:"???"

When he looked back, he caught sight of Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan.

The two were looking at him. Probably seeing how sad he looked just now, Yan Suizhi asked Qiao, "What's wrong?"

Joe waved his hand, "It's okay, maybe it's because I haven't slept well for several days, I'm a little bit down."

"Go back and sleep for a while?" Gu Yan said.

Qiao straightened up: "No need, the biological clock has been taken away by Ke Jin long ago, and feeding me sleeping pills during the day won't help. Look at your screens, don't look at me like that."

As the young master said that, he also folded his hands and bowed to them, begging them to let him go, a bachelor with no words.

"Eh? Qiao to Ke Jin..." Professor Yan Da retracted his gaze, arched Gu Yan, and asked in a low voice.

He seldom asked about these things before, even if he was close to the students, he seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and he did not restrict or interfere much.

Now he actually hasn't changed much, but he will show some curiosity from time to time in front of Gu Yan.

As soon as he finished asking, when he looked up, he found that Gu Yan was looking at him very helplessly.

"What kind of look are you looking at?" Professor Yan Da snorted.

Gu Yan said lightly: "It's nothing, I just think that you are more slow than Qiao in some aspects."

Yan Suizhi: "..."

fart.

How can he be compared to Little Fool Qiao.

"I just didn't have time to think about it before." Professor Yan Da finished his explanation angrily, and then made a sophistry, "Is it a joke?"

Gu Yan folded his arms, clenched his fist loosely with one hand, and pressed his knuckles against his lower lip.

He looked at the beating screen and said "um", which was an answer to Yan Suizhi's nonsense.

After another moment, Yan Suizhi also looked at the screen again.

Attorney Gu opened the mouth again with dignity: "So how many years have you been 'suspecting me from nowhere'?"

Yan Suizhi: "..."

The officer on duty suddenly hit the pause button: "I found it, here--the corridor surveillance in the early hours of last night."

The video archive of this hotel is every 10 minutes, and these video files are also arranged one by one every ten minutes.

For convenience, the watchman relaxed the time range provided by Joe a little, and selected that part of the video to play in sequence.

The playback speed was increased several times, and the huge screen was frozen in the long corridor.

"It starts at 2 o'clock."

Soon, two people appeared in the corridor, crossing the corridor face to face.

"Who is this?" Yan Suizhi asked.

The manager said: "This is the security on duty. At 2:00, 4:00 and 6:00 in the morning, there will be security guards walking through the entire floor to ensure safety."

The two people were indeed wearing black uniforms. Although they would look left and right when walking through the corridor, they did not approach a certain door, so there was no possibility of entering the "sixth room".

After that, the corridor seemed to be still, except for the occasional light and dark changes in the lights, there was nothing else.

Until about 4 o'clock, the two security guards on duty reappeared in the corridor, and they also crossed over, glanced at the situation in the corridor, and left, and still did not stop in front of the door.

"Could it be that the ghost did it?" Joe was a little disbelieving.

He said to the watchman: "What about the surveillance outside the window? Will it come in from the window?"

"It shouldn't be possible. The wall on that side is very smooth and it's not very easy to climb," said the manager.

But in order to make people feel at ease, the duty officer still adjusted the surveillance video, and also selected the one from 2:00 to 4:00.

This monitoring point is in the garden. It was taken from the garden, and the entire wall and windows are unobstructed.

The playback speed is also increased, and everything in the night vision lens is slightly green, and people's eyes are a little uncomfortable after watching for a long time.

"It's over." Unconsciously, the time passed, and the attendant pressed the pause button.

Joe rubbed his eyes and froze for a moment, "This is over? Impossible, right?"

The attendant pointed to the time on the screen: "Look, it's 4:00 in the morning."

Joe frowned.

In this video from 2:00 to 4:00 in the morning, not only did you not see any sneaky figures climbing the wall, there was not even the light spot of the "sixth room" that Qiao said.

"However, it is indeed possible that the light spot in that room cannot be seen from this angle." The manager said with a haha. After all, he couldn't just say that this young master might be wrong in the middle of the night, right

The staff on duty played the video over and over seven or eight times, and Qiao's brows twitched. He touched his face a little embarrassedly: "Damn it, did I really make a mistake?"

Yan Suizhi suddenly patted the duty clerk on the shoulder and said, "I will replay the video at 3:10."