The beer hotel on White Pigeon Street is not far from the old man's bar where the murder occurred. It is a four-story building that looks very inconspicuous.
Most of the first and second floors are restaurants, focusing on beer of various flavors. But to be honest, the flavors are pretty average. The chef here is part-time by the boss, and his craftsmanship is not very good, and he has to go back to his hometown every three days.
When the chef is not around, there is only sausage and beer in the shop, and there is a very unenthusiastic proprietress.
The bedrooms of the boss and the proprietress occupy half of the second floor, and the third and fourth floors above are divided into ten coop-like rooms for accommodation. The scale is in stark contrast to the Hanjin Garden Hotel across the street.
This is one of the few stores on White Pigeon Street that can stay in business, because the price of accommodation is really low, and there are always some people who come to Decama who need this kind of cheap accommodation.
When the pair of reporters named Bench and Hersey were inquiring about the matter with the proprietress, they unexpectedly found that the view of the beer hotel was good. If they sat in the window booth of the restaurant on the second floor, they could see through the gap of a low room opposite. If you go to the third and fourth floors of the gate of the Hanjin Garden Hotel, there will be nothing to block it.
Ben Qi didn't really want to go to the grass at the entrance of the Hardin Garden Hotel to feed the insects. After all, no business bigwigs would come out at night, and they wouldn't just come into his camera.
But he also wanted to be able to stare at the hotel door at any time.
As a result, this beer hotel turned out to be a good choice.
After chewing a plate of sausage last night, Benqi went to the third and fourth floors for a walk. The pigeon coop room was small but clean, so he pinched his nose and booked two rooms to stay with Hersey for one night. When they see from the window that there are guests from the Huggin Garden Hotel going out, they will go there.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, my face was smeared by the violent storm outside the window.
Whether it was the window glass or the door glass of the room, they all shivered in the wind and rain, the water traces were blurred, and there was no distinction between people and animals ten meters away, not to mention the Hanjin Garden Hotel that was farther away.
"Tell me a joke, the view here is good." Ben Qi said sarcastically.
Hersey: "…the weather forecast says it won't last long, and the evening should be over."
"If the weather forecast is credible, we will still be sitting here?"
"Dekama's hurricanes are different from other planets, and they are notoriously unpredictable..." Hersey poured him a beer, which was comforting, and went back to eat.
What he said was irrefutable. After all, if the hurricane in Decama could really be predicted, the Southern Cross Law Firm would not choose to risk holding a reception in this weather, making the guests so unhappy, how could it be? Not worth it.
Of course, Ben Qi understood this, so he glared at him angrily: "Are you being more eloquent at this time?"
In fact, during this period of time, Hersey has become more talkative than before, and he is not as shy as before. It may be that he has taken him to a lot of places and grinds it out. Sometimes... Occasionally, he'll talk back or offer some suggestions—
Hersey wiped the corners of his mouth after eating, and said after deliberation, "By the way, teacher, speaking of Southern Cross Law Firm..."
"Well, what's the matter?" Ben Qi took a swig of wine and snorted vaguely.
"The last time we met at Lyra Star—"
"Shut up, I won't listen, don't mention it." Ben Qi put down his beer glass with a bang and raised his chin in warning.
"If you dare to smash a glass, I'll let this bottle kiss your chubby head." The proprietress raised the half-drinking bottle towards him.
Bench: "… "
Hersey was quiet for a while, then tried to propose again: "The lawyer and his intern were from Southern Cross last time, we can actually—"
"No." Ben Qi had already picked up his beer mug. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the coveted proprietress, and put it down again embarrassingly.
"How unpleasant the last time was, do you have amnesia?!" Ben Qi resented, "I don't want to deal with them a second time in my life."
"They should be very reasonable people..." Hersey said without giving up.
"Oh—" Ben Qi's face was longer than a donkey, and he dragged his tune, "Then you mean I'm unreasonable?"
Isn't it
Hersey was silent and drank silently.
"Let me tell you, even if I suffocate here, I won't try to contact them to ask about the situation, absolutely! How is it inside? What if I have more information?" Ben Qi said decisively, "I have the guts, I want it face, so don't waste your words, it's useless, dreaming."
The storm is still raging, and there is no way to stop.
Ben Qi squatted on his neck with a cold face, and he had the guts for about ten minutes. He silently lowered his head and took out the smartphone.
…
Harding Garden Hotel.
In the garden restaurant sandwiched between the two manor buildings, the huge glass roof was completely sealed, and the storm was blocked from the outside. Because of the sound insulation, only muffled sounds could be heard.
The soothing and elegant music is neither high nor low, and it becomes the background just right.
There are not many people dining, and most of the guests, like Master Qiao, prefer to stay in the room in this weather.
Among the Manson Brothers, the older brother, Brewer Manson, did not appear, but his assistant came and went a few times in a hurry. He never took off his ear buttons and kept communicating with different people.
Judging from the expression, he should be dealing with some business, and the result is very satisfactory.
Occasionally paused for a while, and then dialed another communication again. It could be seen from the mouth that he was calling "Boss" respectfully, presumably reporting the progress to Brewer.
The younger brother Milo Manson actually appeared in the restaurant, and even raised his wine glasses to Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi when he passed by. No matter what he did, the corners of his mouth had a meaningful smile, so that it was difficult to tell who he was. A simple greeting is an expression of some unconscious provocation.
He ended up sitting in the seat of the shuttle giant Cliff, leaning on the sofa with his arms outstretched, chatting lazily with each other.
When the waiter came to deliver the aperitif and appetizers, Yan Suizhi glanced at them, then lowered his eyes and continued to play with the smartphone.
"Who are you sending a message to?" Gu Yan asked.
"Landlord." Yan Suizhi said.
Gu Yan raised his eyebrows.
Professor Yan Da seemed to have a few more eyes and corrected without raising his head, "Mr. Mervyn Bai, who almost became a landlord, don't raise your eyebrows as a barrister."
The barrister looked as usual, took a sip of the pre-dinner drink: "Have you contacted him in the past two days?"
"No." Yan Suizhi said calmly, "Let a mint spirit be fascinated, and he can't take care of others."
Gu Yan: "?"
"But he didn't contact me either." Yan Suizhi said, "That's a bit strange."
The last shuttle that crashed was still being repaired on the emergency track, and he was a little worried that the landlord would have an accident.
After the message was sent, the other party did not reply.
Yan Suizhi called up the timer and glanced at the time of the star area in the nearby orbits, and confirmed that it was not midnight, so he simply dialed a communication to the landlord.
Sudden bad weather doesn't affect communication within the planet, but not outside the planet.
Sure enough, a prompt sounded from the ear buckle—
The signal is unstable and the communication cannot be connected. Please try again later.
Yan Suizhi tried three times without success, and directly opened the Interstellar News section of the smartphone website.
"No way?"
"Yeah." Yan Suizhi nodded and started looking for Mr. Mervyn Bai in the news.
Fortunately, Mervyn Bai has not been unlucky to that extent. The news page of this day was almost swiped by the infected, and nothing else was mentioned.
"It's good news if it's not on the news page." Yan Suizhi said, "Maybe it's still stuck on the road, wait a while and check again."
He said, glanced at the reports on the screen, showing a surprised look, "There is a medicine for the infection."
"When did it happen?" Gu Yan was also a little surprised.
"Let me take a look." Yan Suizhi glanced at the time of each report, "It was said that it was released this morning, about an hour ago."
When Gu Yan heard the words, he also opened the news page and scanned through several reports.
Under normal circumstances, if there is a raging infection in the alliance, the research institutes under the major medical companies will start to fight all night. Whoever has the ability to get the medicine out in advance and successfully pass the test of the medical alliance will have the initiative. and unlimited business opportunities for a long time.
Most of the time, the research center of the Ivy League Hospital is the first to come out. Occasionally, several other smaller ones come out on top, such as Orchid Medical, Montrige, and XJTLU.
The medicine this time comes from XJTLU, which ranks fourth overall. It is different from the hospital system like Chun Ivy. It belongs to an independent drug dealer and a rising star. From its appearance to its development, it has only been more than 20 years.
Some people say that in the medical field, there is a gap between it and Ivy, which is more than 300,000 hospitals.
However, XJTLU does not seem to be in a hurry to surpass anyone, focusing on the pharmaceutical industry, and has never set up a hospital.
XJTLU performed unexpectedly well in the development of the infectious drug this time. The drug developed not only includes treatment, but also prevention.
It is reported that XJTLU has already negotiated cooperation. Within 48 hours, special medicine reception offices will be set up on various planets with isolation, testing and recuperation systems to prevent further spread of infection, and also to relieve some pressure on major hospitals.
While watching the report, Yan Suizhi's smartphone suddenly vibrated, and a communication request came in.
"Mr. Mervyn Bai?" Gu Yan asked.
Yan Suizhi looked at the beating notes on the communication request interface, her eyebrows were raised high, and her expression was a little surprised, "No."
"Who is that?"
"you guess?"
Gu Yan was stunned: "I know?"
"Which of the people in my address book do you not know?" Yan Suizhi said, "Not only did you know them, but you also threatened them."
"Have I done this kind of thing that knows the law and violates the law?" Attorney Gu felt that someone started talking nonsense again.
Yan Suizhi turned the interface to him, and Lawyer Gu glanced at his name, stopped talking, and ate appetizers silently.
It was none other than the one who came to communicate, it was Ben Qi, who had the guts and a big face.
Yan Suizhi didn't know what to think, suddenly showed a gentle and elegant smile, and connected the communication.
Gu Yan was all too familiar with this kind of smile. Every time Professor Yan Da did this, it meant that the other party was going to be pissed off.