MTL - Very Pure and Ambiguous: The Prequel-Chapter 659 Six hundred and fifty-nine. Please stay a few

659, please stay

Yang Mei is here to travel, so her whereabouts is very difficult to master, even guessing is very difficult! In this way, it is invisible to increase the difficulty of finding her, because she does not have a fixed place of residence!

Fixed place of residence? She should be living in a hotel like me, that is to say, the place where she spends the most time every day should be the hotel! Then just find the hotel where she lives, you can find Yang Mei!

By the way, when the hotel is staying, there is a registration certificate! In other words, I went to every hotel to inquire, maybe it would be possible to find Yang Mei!

Thinking of this, I quickly asked Mark to accompany me to the nearby hotel. Mark did not understand my intentions, but still took me to a hotel near here.

This hotel is not as luxurious as the one I stayed in, but it is clean and comfortable. When I came to the service desk, I asked a white lady there: "Hello, I want to ask, is there a family of three Chinese guests who stay here?"

"Who are you?" asked the white lady.

"I am their friend." I thought I had a play and asked quickly.

"Sorry, you are not a policeman, you have no right to investigate this. I can't answer your question." Miss White said in a serious way.

"I'm really in a hurry, can I get some help?" I put a few notes on the desk.

"Sorry, selling a guest will cause me to lose my job! Please leave!" said the white lady with a blank expression.

At this time, Mark around me also understood what I meant! Mark saw the end of the present, shook his head helplessly, picked up the banknotes on the table, and apologized to the white lady, and took me away from the hotel. When I left the door, I said to me: "You have to do this! No!"

"How? Is there any problem?" I didn't expect the white chick to be so stubborn.

"Of course there are problems. Although people here love money, they all have their own way. There is no such thing as black money. There are regulations in the hotel. It is not allowed to disclose any information of the guests! Once they have violated , will be severely punished! Even shut down!" Mark shook his head and explained.

"There are so many sayings!" I realized why the white chick just had this attitude: "How can Luchi find me at the hotel where I live today?"

"Oh, he reported your room number and your name, and then asked the reception desk to ask your opinion before being allowed to come up!" Mark said: "If you don't know the other party's room number, don't think about it." Asked what!"

I sighed after listening. In such a capitalist country, there are quite a lot of rules! It seems that you can't use this method!

While I was about to leave, a few black men pushed the door of the hotel next to me and walked in. Then after talking with the little **** the service desk, the little girl quickly dialed a phone call and smiled and invited these few people to the sofa in the rest area.

"Who are they?" I asked casually.

“Local gang members, we hire companies to pay protection fees to them on a regular basis!” Mark said.

"Mafia?" I knew that there is a famous organization in Italy called the Mafia.

"Of course not, the Mafia will not do this kind of thing, only a small gang will come to collect the protection fee!" Mark shook his head.

“Small gangs can also receive protection fees? Are you paying on time?” I am a bit strange.

"Don't look at them, they are just small gangs, but no one dares not to listen to them! This kind of person can do anything, set fire to smash things, even the police can't take them! We should spend money to buy peace!" Mark Bitter smile: "This is already a habit!"

As he spoke, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit and tie walking quickly. He and the black man chilled a few words and gave them a bulging bag. Then the black man who took the bag opened and glanced, nodded with satisfaction, and several other people got up and ready to leave. Middle-aged people quickly sent.

I suddenly thought of something and said to Mark: "Go, look at the past!"

"Looking at the past? They are all gang members!" Mark hurriedly wanted to stop me.

"It's okay!" I patted Mark's shoulder and smiled, then walked away. Gangster? I am also a gang leader now.

Mark was helpless, and he had to go behind me.

"Several please stay!" I was in front of the gang members.

The black men looked at me and one of them looked at me and asked, "Who are you? Is there anything?"

"You don't know me, I don't know you." I smiled. "But I want to talk to you about a business now!"

"Business? What business?" The black man looked at me and asked coldly.

"I don't know what position you are in your gang?" Of course, I have to confirm the identity of the person coming in. If it is only a low-level person, then I said it is also a white saying.

"I am the leader of this district, what do you have to say quickly!" The black man said impatiently.

"Well, what do you call it? Should we talk to another place?" I don't care about his attitude at all.

"You can call me Curry, you and me come, but if I want to find out that you are playing with me, then you will get a fat!" Currie looked at me coldly.

"Lead the way." I said faintly. Who is not necessarily who you are, you are serious about doing business with me, I will pay you money, but you want to be so embarrassed, then don't blame me for being unkind ~www.novelbuddy.com~ I follow Behind Curry, he turned into a bar in an alley. Mark was very reluctant, but he shook his head and followed me. It is also because of his actions at the moment that he will become a prestigious person in Venice in the days to come.

I wrote an inexplicable Italian in the bar, I don't know what it means. But look at the situation, it should be the stronghold of their gang. As Curry entered a separate room, Currie pointed to the sofa: "Sit, you can say."

I am not very optimistic about this kind of cold hospitality of Curry. It is no wonder that it is just a small gang. I really don't know how to diversify. The business that I send to the door doesn't know how to pick it up!

"I want to ask you to find someone for me!" I said my purpose.

"Looking for someone? Haha!" Currie suddenly laughed after listening: "Where do you think of me as a place? Is it a private detective or a police station? Looking for someone? It's ridiculous!"

"Do you think it is ridiculous?" I looked at Curry, can this stupid person also be the leader?

"Of course, you call the gang to help you find someone? Say someone else doesn't laugh at the big teeth!" Currie sneered at me with impunity.