Although Ye Cheng didn't attend classes very much, he was considered to be a hotel management student, so he was not surprised at all. The hotel manager would cooperate so much. After all, the safety of the guests is always the most important.

Ye Cheng sat in the surveillance room for a while, and the surveillance video of last night was retried. As Ye Cheng expected, there were indeed people at the corner of the stairs. Judging from the dress, they were the hotel employees.

From two surveillance perspectives.

When Ye Cheng was just out to make a phone call, the man happened to go upstairs with his cell phone.

During the time he was calling, the employee did not make any strange moves. He just lowered his head and played with his cell phone. Then he seemed to hear something and went downstairs in a panic.

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, and he always felt a little weird.

If you are just lazy to play with your phone, the employee should leave the venue quickly when he hears the guest talking, so that it will not take a few minutes to realize it.

He asked in English with some questions: "Can I meet this employee?"

The hotel manager is a Frenchman with a big nose. It can be seen that he can clearly understand English, but he has already said to the Nightingale in French: "Of course, let's go to the lobby."

Nightingale nodded with dissatisfaction and translated it with Ye Cheng again.

Ye Cheng was not very angry, but just followed with a smile. He knew that many French people didn't like to speak English, so naturally they wouldn't be petty about this.

When Ye Cheng arrived at the lobby, he happened to meet the Chinese thief foreigner. He smiled and nodded with Ye Cheng, and was stopped by Ye Cheng as soon as he was about to leave:

"Brother, come here and help me become a translator."

"I don't need me, right? The girl next to you is better in French than me, and I don't like standing next to the manager..."

The foreigner walked over with a Beijing accent and felt helpless.

Ye Cheng, however, regardless of whether he wanted to or not, asked directly: "Mainly I want to talk to you. I still don't know your name after talking for a long time. Also, is your hotel safe?"

"Safety, this is the safest thing in Paris. Just call me Lao Liu. By the way, have you been targeted?"

I don’t know who gave him the name of China, but Lao Liu is really down-to-earth.

"I don't know, but you also know that the most important thing for people like me is safety."

Ye Cheng didn't explain too much. When they were chatting, the employee also came over yesterday. Big Nose chatted with him in French for a long time, and Lao Liu stood beside Ye Cheng and listened with his ears.

Before the communication was over there, Lao Liu said with a strange look on his face: "I'll go, Antoine has enough to me. When he was on duty yesterday, he secretly came out to send a message to his girlfriend. Did you catch him?"

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked without comment:

"Well, that is to say, I wasn't targeted?"

"Probably not. Antoine has been lazy once or twice, and he has been working here for a long time than me. Mr. Ye, don't worry too much. It's also the city center. There may be thieves, but the kidnappers will definitely not dare to get tired of it here."

Lao Liu explained seriously that although Paris is a bit messy, it is all in the marginal area. Obviously, he also thinks this is a misunderstanding.

"Okay, please ask someone to bring the breakfast for me."

Ye Cheng didn't say anything more, raised his chin at Nightingale, then got up and walked towards the elevator.

Nightingale understood that Ye Cheng was unwilling to waste time, so she just talked to the manager for a brief time and followed.

After entering the elevator, Nightingale said solemnly: "Boss, I still feel something is wrong, but their explanation is reasonable and there are no loopholes for the time being. However, I suggest you can check in with a hotel in the evening."

"Well, I'll think about it again."

Ye Cheng nodded and fell into silence. He recalled whether there was anything unusual since he arrived in Paris yesterday. However, after thinking about it for a long time, his head was getting bigger and he didn't feel anything wrong.

The elevator happened to arrive, and Ye Cheng opened the door with a calm face.

Chen Sisi is still sleeping. The fairy didn't have much rest the day before yesterday. She took another ten hours of flight yesterday and really needed some rest.

The breakfast was delivered by Lao Liu himself. Ye Cheng gave him a tip of 20 euros, so the foreigner happily left the house.

After a simple fight with Nightingale, Ye Cheng thought about it for a while and did not wake up Chen Sisi, but said seriously: "I want to go out for a run. You follow me in a hidden way. If someone really stares at you, you can discover it."

If Ye Cheng had just come here alone, he might have been on a plane back long ago. A gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall, so there is no need to put himself in an unknown danger for a moment of happiness.

However, he finally took Chen Sisi out for a trip, and he didn't want to end the journey that should have been perfect because of his suspicion.

"Boss, you will be in danger in this way. I'm afraid I won't have time..."

Before Nightingale finished speaking, Ye Cheng raised his hand to interrupt her:

"I believe you have no problem. And if there is a situation, you should give priority to Chen Sisi's safety. After all, she is the target you have to protect."

Nightingale looked embarrassed and hesitated for a long time before she took a black electronic component out of the small bag that had been slung around her waist.

"This is a locator. You carry it with you. If there is any problem, I can also get to you as soon as possible."

Ye Cheng did not refuse this time, so he took it over and put it in his pocket.

...

In the early morning, Concorde Square was still crowded, and street performing artists who set out early were all trying hard to attract the attention of tourists.

Ye Cheng walked alone in this strange foreign land, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness. He looked at the many people walking in front of him, and they should be the last part of his life.

Nightingale put on an ordinary windbreaker and brought a sun hat that could be seen everywhere, covering her iconic black hair, and she fell from afar. Seeing Ye Cheng deliberately walking in a crowded place, she thought to herself that although her boss was a bit willful, she was a cautious person, which made her work much less burden.

When passing by a foreign guy who was playing and singing by himself, Ye Cheng took out a few coins from his pocket and threw them into his guitar box. Everything was no different from that of an ordinary tourist.

After more than ten minutes, Ye Cheng didn't encounter any abnormal situation. He thought to himself that he might have been too worried, so he found a bench on the side of the road and sat down.

Just as Ye Cheng looked at the pedestrian in a daze, a standard Chinese sounded around him.

"Hello, can I sit here?"
Chapter completed!