Sunny Day Who Can't Sing

Chapter 741 The Mysterious Woman

The moment the knock sounded, Camel and Gao Jing, lying on the other bed, sat up almost simultaneously.

No one spoke. Camel, gun in hand, got out of bed and tiptoed step by step towards the door.

As he reached out to look through the peephole, Camel gave me and Gao Jing a "get ready" look, signaling us to be prepared to act at any moment.

While Gao Jing and I stood at the ready, Camel feigned asking who it was and stuck his head to the peephole.

"Boss, the night is long, want to do something to make ourselves happy?"

The voice from outside the door, coupled with Camel's lack of any signal, immediately eased my taut nerves.

What a scare! It was just another bird!

Just as I was about to lie back down, I suddenly saw Camel inexplicably open the door!

What was going on?

Could it be that Camel, who always presented himself as a respectable person, was actually a complete hypocrite, his true character being just like Han Jinlun's, a true "man of passion"?

As I thought this, the "other bird" had already entered the room, and the first thing she said was, "Boss, I said do something enjoyable with you, double flying costs extra, double!"

"Triple flying is triple!"

[ps: It's not that I don't want to write it directly in Chinese, but if I do, it will be censored, and I might even be flagged for revision or rewriting.]

Listening to the other bird, who was even spouting foreign languages, speak so outrageously, I felt speechless and amused.

Undeniably, the other party did have some capital, with a good figure and excellent demeanor, but...

I'm definitely not the type to go for that!

At this moment, Camel first took out a hundred Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed it to the other party, then asked, "Miss, can I ask you something?"

"Boss, you ask!" The selling girl, smiling as she took the money and put it in her handbag, said cheerfully, "I will definitely tell you everything I know!"

Pointing outside the window, Camel asked in a low voice, "When you came to work here today, did you notice anything unusual?"

Hearing this, I immediately realized that Camel was still the same Camel.

Cautious and meticulous in his actions, and reliable.

So, he wanted to get information from the selling girl to see if we were being followed.

For us, people on the run in the martial world, the best way to confirm if we were being targeted by enemies was to first stay in an unconventional hotel or guesthouse.

Then, when the selling girls, who had fixed routes and work points, came knocking, we could extract useful intelligence and information from them.

Don't underestimate these selling girls; they have accumulated experience and knowledge through years of dealing with the authorities.

From the extra unfamiliar cars parked outside the hotel and how long they stayed, to how many new faces entered and exited the hotel that day, these selling girls knew it all!

Unless it was an unannounced surprise inspection, these people would not be easily caught by the authorities.

Therefore, asking them for information... is absolutely reliable!

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Hearing Camel's question, the selling girl first looked at the three of us men with a suspicious gaze, then revealed a half-smile and asked, "Boss, you guys are all hiding from someone, right?"

Upon hearing this, Camel immediately replied with a cold face, "That's not something you need to know! Answer the question honestly!"

"Heh heh~" After a strange cold laugh, the selling girl said nothing and turned to leave.

Seeing this, and thinking "bad," I quickly called out to stop her.

Hastily getting out of bed, before the selling girl could speak, I took out a thousand-dollar bill from my pocket and held it out to her.

Although Camel was cautious and efficient, he was also a straight man who didn't interact with women often.

He didn't know that women... especially women in the martial world, held grudges the most!

When you were asking for a favor and trying to get information, he put on an air of superiority. For the selling girl, who was used to bowing her head but actually had immense self-esteem, it was unacceptable.

Because a hundred dollars was not enough for them to temporarily abandon or even set aside their self-esteem.

That's why I gave her another thousand dollars without asking anything beforehand.

If this selling girl, out of revenge against Camel, immediately called the police to report us for gathering to use drugs, that would be considered good.

The worst fear was that after she realized we were hiding, she would immediately use her connections to investigate our backgrounds.

Once the background of someone on our side was exposed, hiding would no longer be a solution.

For the sake of a thousand dollars, the selling girl immediately changed her tune.

Beaming with joy, she happily accepted the money.

Seeing this, I quickly seized the opportunity and said, "I'm sorry, my friend is in a bad mood today, please bear with him!"

Seeing that I was not only giving money but also apologizing, the selling girl showed a rare hint of shyness, covering her face and giggling, "Heh heh... Boss, actually, I was a bit too quick-tempered!"

Waving my hand, I immediately got to the point and asked, "Since we've cleared the air, Miss, can you answer the question my friend asked earlier?"

"Yes, yes!" The selling girl nodded repeatedly and said, "Let me recall first."

After saying that, she began to recall as if in deep thought...

I didn't disturb her, but sat by the windowsill, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked.

Just as I finished the last puff of my cigarette...

"Hey, Boss! I suddenly remembered something!"

"Tonight, when I came to work, I noticed that there seemed to be a few more stalls on both sides of the road leading to the hotel. I've never seen them before!"

"I don't know if this counts as unusual?"

After the selling girl finished speaking, I, Camel, and Gao Jing were all stunned!

We were stunned not because the information the selling girl provided was shocking or amazing, but because none of us noticed such important details!

This is why they say there is specialization in professions.

Like the selling girl in front of us, she had clearly developed a knack for preventing tracking and surveillance.

Ordinary people really wouldn't notice these details that are closely related to life.

After coming back to my senses, I looked at the selling girl and asked with a frown, "What time did you come to work?"

"Around, eight o'clock!" The selling girl replied truthfully after recalling carefully.

Hearing this answer, I immediately thought, "Not good."

Eight o'clock, a time that is late for dinner and early for a late-night snack.

If people were regular stall vendors, why would they set up stalls at this time?