The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 75 Central Hotel

"Old Xu, what's the place opposite?"

"The Central Hotel, Mr. Cheng, don't you know?" Xu Qinghe was surprised. Who in the public concession doesn't know about the Central Hotel?

Such a familiar name, Cheng Mo immediately remembered it: "Is that the property of Inspector Lu, the central police officer?"

"Yes."

"Let's go and take a look." Cheng Mo thought for a moment, then walked towards the opposite side.

"Boss Cheng, this Inspector Lu has a bad temper. Please take it easy." Xu Qinghe quickly followed and reminded in a low voice.

"I'm not here to cause trouble, what are you afraid of?"

Xu Qinghe smiled coquettishly, if you didn't act like you were going to cause trouble just now, no one would believe it.

Two round pillars lead in, and there is an arched entrance door. As soon as you enter, you smell a strange smell.

"What is the taste?"

Xu Qinghe chuckled and said nothing.

Cheng Mo also realized that the throat-cutting smell was caused by the burning of "Fu Shou Ointment". Although there was a clear law prohibiting the sale of opium in the concession, some people were so powerful that they simply ignored the prohibition. Therefore, there were many Underground smoke dens exist.

The owner of the Central Hotel is Lu Liankui, and he is also the Chinese inspector of the public concession. Who would come to inspect his property? Therefore, it is no secret that opium and tobacco are openly sold here.

But who would live in such a place and let Rite disguise himself, sneak into the concession, and monitor them?

This person chose to live in the Central Hotel because he wanted to take advantage of Lu Liankui's influence. As long as he was in the Central Hotel, Rite would not dare to go in and look for trouble. Once he was discovered, he would be in trouble.

But Lu Liankui is obviously not a good person. If the Japanese find him, he might betray the guests in his hotel.

"Don't follow me, walk separately." Cheng Mo distanced himself from Xu Qinghe. Xu Qinghe was a person on the ground and would be easily recognized.

The Central Hotel only has six floors, but its construction standards are not low, and it has an elevator for going up and downstairs. It is considered a relatively luxurious configuration on Fifth Avenue.

The two Japanese on the opposite side chose to live in a room on the third floor, and one was at the front and the other at the end. They must have been carefully selected. They were at the height of the middle floor and could monitor everything in the direction of their windows in the entire building of the Central Hotel. Room.

It would be great if we could get the list of guests staying at the Central Hotel.

If the operator of the Central Hotel was not Lu Liankui, it would not be too difficult to get this list. The problem is that Lu Liankui is not an easy person to deal with, and if he wants to get the guest check-in list from his Central Hotel, it is obviously not a good idea. An easy thing.

With so many guests, God knows, which one is the target of Japan's special surveillance?

Arriving at the hotel service desk, Cheng Mo reached out and tapped the table lightly, attracting the front desk's attention.

"I have a friend. He said he has been staying at the Central Hotel for several days. His name is A Bao. Can you help me check which room he lives in?"

"A Bao, there are many people here called A Bao, but I have never heard of the guests you mentioned." The receptionist thought for a moment, shook his head and said.

"Show me the check-in list. I'll know it right away."

"No, the check-in list is not allowed to be shown to outsiders. This involves guest information. I'm sorry, sir, please provide your friend's exact information and we can check it for you." The front desk politely rejected Cheng Mo's request.

"I remember his surname was Liu or Liu or something. We all called him A Bao. I'm really not sure about his name..."

"I'm sorry, otherwise, if you leave your information, we can help you convey it to the guests?"

"Forget it, wait until he comes to me, begs me to do something, and asks me to come to him, really..." After saying this, Cheng Mo waved his hand, turned around and walked out. “Old Xu, help me get the guest list, especially those staying for more than a week.” Cheng Mo explained to Xu Qinghe and then came out of the Central Hotel.

Xu Qinghe was suddenly stumped. He was just a little detective, and there were some things that he couldn't do.

But after Cheng Mo gave the order, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Brother Xu, what gust of wind brought you here?" When the foreman at the hotel front desk saw Xu Qinghe, he obviously knew him, which was called a compliment.

"The concession has not been peaceful recently. People are either killing people or robbing people. They have two mouths at the top and broken legs at the bottom. No, this is not my job. I have also sent you here." Xu Qinghe naturally took the cigarette handed over by the foreman.

"Brother Xu, thank you for your hard work. Come up and relieve yourself. Can I make some arrangements for you?"

"No, I don't have that free time. I just passed by and came to rest. There have been assassinations one after another in the French Concession. As a result, our public concession is also full of soldiers. The superiors require that all unidentified people should pay attention."

"Don't worry, the Central Hotel is Inspector Lu's property. As long as there are suspicious elements, we will report them to the patrol room as soon as possible." the foreman assured.

"Okay, show me the check-in roster. It's just a matter of routine."

"I'm afraid that's not possible. The guest list of the hotel is confidential. How about you say hello to our Inspector Lu?"

"You have to trouble Mr. Lu with such a trivial matter. You are making too much of a fuss. Forget it, forget it. It was not a big deal originally. It's just that our new boss Cheng insists on visiting each house. Finally, I have to report to him, a young man who appeared out of nowhere and did all kinds of things..." Xu Qinghe cursed.

"What is your background, Mr. Cheng, that you are riding on your head, Brother Xu?"

"Who knows, anyway, there must be someone behind it, otherwise he would be a spy as soon as he comes here at such a young age. However, I heard that he is a top student studying in Japan."

"You're studying in Japan, no wonder." The foreman laughed, seeming to have some understanding.

"Okay, I've almost rested. I have to go to the next one. My waist has almost broken in the past two days..." Seeing that he couldn't see the list, Xu Qinghe had no choice but to withdraw first.

The foreman hurried back, took two packs of cigarettes and stuffed them into Xu Qinghe's hand: "Brother Xu, we, Inspector Lu, want to make friends with you, Boss Cheng, and we ask you to help us make the connection. Once the deal is done, we will give you a big thank you." "

"Yes, but I can't guarantee whether it will happen or not." Xu Qinghe did not refuse, just two packs of cigarettes, it was nothing.

Lu Liankui is not as powerful as before, and he is not as arrogant as before. Since the "Master Yu" incident, his reputation in the public concession has plummeted, and it would be good to save his life.

……

"Lu Liankui wants to be friends with me?" Cheng Mo was a little surprised. He and Lu Liankui had no interaction or any interests.

Why does he like him so much?

Was it because of his relationship with Pride or his background of studying in Japan that he misunderstood.

It's not that they can't be contacted. This day's target lives in the Central Hotel he owns, so there's no way around it. What exactly this former "Fourth Heng" wants to do with him can only be known once he meets him.

"Okay, I'm willing to meet with Inspector Lu." Cheng Mo nodded, "The time and place will be decided by him."

"Okay."

"You can keep the cigarettes and smoke them." Cheng Mo pushed back the two packs of cigarettes that the foreman had bribed Xu Qinghe with. He was not so stingy.

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