C5 Thundering Night

He closed the curtain and the door.

After changing into the thin lace pajamas, Liu Weiwei laid on the bed and listlessly flipped through the beauty makeup magazine. In her mind, she was actually thinking about all the things that had happened since she met Cao Xiaolei.

But, rummaging through her pockets, she didn't have the money to go out and rent a better house.

Helpless, he came up with a compromise. He got up and opened the computer's clapping net, purchasing a large number of anti-wolves tools, from chili spray to electric rods and simple iron spikes. All of them came in one set.

"You want to hit me? I'll beat your bloody face!"

Clenching her fist and waving it towards the sky, Liu Weiwei seemed to have a plan.

Cao Xiaolei sneezed and rubbed his nose. He didn't know who was cursing at him, but he accidentally discovered a reflection on the glass and his professionalism allowed him to be more careful. He went closer to the wall and looked through the window, and smoke started coming out of his head.

On the other side, there was actually someone holding a military telescope, peeking at Liu Weiwei's room.

"Damn, my girl, you dare to have any ideas?"

Back inside the house, Cao Xiaolei wrote a few lines of words. Cao Xiaolei extended his hand, and stuck the piece of paper onto the window, and used his middle finger to write: "I'm calling the police! "Please go down and open the door!"

The peeping Tom quickly disappeared.

Cao Xiaolei pursed his lips and smiled.

She looked out the window at the balcony, and was suddenly in a good mood. Liu Weiwei had actually washed all kinds of clothes that she had not yet dried.

I wish I could steal a collection...

Fortunately, he wasn't a fetishist. He resisted his urge to go back to his room, turned off the lights, flipped up the windows and did something even more despicable. He peeked inside.

Liu Weiwei's room was separated by a wall, and even though the curtains were closed there was still a small piece of room that was exposed. Relying on his extremely tough body, Cao Xiaolei overcame the disadvantages of the wall's structure and finally looked in with his eyes closed, only to have a nosebleed!

Just as he was engrossed in reading, the phone in his pocket rang, "Ding ding ling, Ding ling ling …" When the call rang, it was truly a death call!

The first generation Soldier King, bang! The dog fell onto the balcony.

Liu Weiwei who was using her oil to massage the house also heard the bell ringing, she immediately pulled up the bed sheet to cover her body, and looked towards the window to see that no one was frantically putting on their pajamas.

"What are you doing?"

"Exercise, I'm used to it when I'm a soldier. If I don't exercise, my whole body will feel uncomfortable."

Opening the window, Cao Xiaolei was currently doing some military exercises while carrying her on his back. His eyes narrowed, and after observing for a long time, he was unable to find any suspicious points, "In the future, go to sleep early, you startled me."

"OK!"

Cao Xiaolei waved his hand in a circle as he continued to fuck.

When Liu Weiwei closed the window and pulled the curtains, he immediately squatted down and rubbed her knees and elbows. She was in so much pain that she grimaced, cried for her father, and clenched her teeth not to make a sound.

He applied Yunnan medicine and rested until eleven o'clock.

After changing into a simple set of clothes, Cao Xiaolei opened the door and walked out. Coincidentally, he met Liu Weiwei who went to the washroom.

"I ate too many tomatoes. I couldn't sleep, so I went out to take a look."

"Ugh …"

Thinking about how dirty someone was eating tomatoes, Liu Weiwei felt goosebumps all over her body. She hurriedly closed the door and looked at the clock again.

After a few more contemptuous curses, she realized that she felt unfathomably sour inside. She was no longer sleepy, so she had no choice but to turn on her laptop and watch the foam show.

The Ores Hotel was located on a remote street in Lishan City. It was a stronghold of a European style hotel with no star in the first place, but it was decorated with doors that matched the Kremlin's.

Last month, an event that shook the Lishan City and the press spread out from this obscure hotel.

A tourist died in the guest room.

Although the last event ended with the death of a heart attack, after experiencing such an unlucky event, the business of the Orese Hotel was becoming more and more dull as the days went by.

"Miss, get a room."

"Hey, beauty, wake up?"

"Whooosh."

After calling her several times politely and softly, the beautiful receptionist finally came back to reality from her sleep. If it wasn't for the fact that Cao Xiaolei had an eye craving for his opening up while she was sleeping, he would definitely have reported this matter to the hotel manager.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry sir. Would you like a standard room or a single room, an executive suite or a presidential suite?"

"It should be a standard room, but can it be sold at a discount?"

"Yes, this is an empty room. You can choose one of your own."

Pretending to be a country bumpkin, Cao Xiaolei stuck to the reception elder sister for a long time. Although he did not lower the price, he asked for two bottles of drinks. After finding the key to the room, the receptionist immediately revealed a surprised expression, but she quickly recovered with a smile.

"This …" I heard there's that? "

"Sir, which one are you talking about? To order a meal, or a plane ticket, or a taxi? "

"None of them, I mean this... Do you understand? "

Cao Xiaolei smiled and posed vaguely. The front desk girl finally understood and blushed: "Go back to your room first, I'll help you contact him later."

"Alright, stop lying to me. I want you to be like this."

Cao Xiaolei glanced at the young miss at the front desk and smirked as he walked upstairs.

"Men don't have good things!"

Seeing that he had disappeared, the front desk girl mumbled to herself, glanced at herself, became narcissistic, rolled her big eyes, and broadcasted a phone call, "Sister Li, there's a guest. This guy who likes a good figure can go straight to Room 222.

"Room 222? Isn't that a haunted house? "

A woman's voice filled with surprise came from the other side of the phone.

"What are you afraid of? If you find a young girl, you might not be afraid, but if you see a beauty, even ghosts would be too lazy to bother you, hehe. "

He hung up the phone and yawned. The receptionist sat down on a chair and fell asleep again.

After working for the whole night, when dawn broke, Cao Xiaolei washed his face with cold water and finished his work.

Ye Zichen looked at the fat girl, who had a cold face designed by God while she was still lying on the bed with a hot and hot wind roll.

On a whim, he stepped forward and touched it hard. He had stuffed the four hundred dollars for the night's fee into the girl's pink-muslin shorts.

Then, he patted his butt, placed the mysterious thing he had found in his pocket after searching the entire room for an entire night, and left the house.

Before he left, he winked at the reception elder sister, who had been on night duty the previous night, and said: "How interesting, I'll come again later."

"See you, sir."

The reception elder sister was stupefied. How strong must the man be to deal with that pile of meat?

Only after two hours did she completely submit to Cao Xiaolei after seeing the fat girl, who was introduced by Sister Li, leave in embarrassment while covering her legs.

This was precisely Cao Xiaolei's goal. Let everyone know that he was here to summon a prostitute, and not to investigate the cause of death. He was not a spy from the military, he was just a prostitute!

He ordered a bowl of steaming soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Looking at the hot girl dressed in shorts and exercising, he tried to guess what he had found in the house last night as well as the police file that Wang Kun had provided. Although the case was closed, the higher-ups were afraid that they would leak it.

The dead man in room 222 was a special agent named Lu Xiaozhi.

Before he died, he was suspected of treason and launched a secret investigation. Before the results were out, he was already dead.

SSS grade file, very impressive.

Although Cao Xiaolei looked down upon it, but when he thought of the reward that Wang Kun offered, his heart grew excited.

"Weng weng weng …"

The phone in his pocket vibrated crazily.

After the peeping at the windowsill the night before, he had a long memory and would turn on the vibrations on his cell phone in the future. Fortunately, the bell that caused such trouble the night before had been confirmed as ringing. Otherwise, the person who called would probably have been scolded like a dog by Cao Xiaolei, and would have had to suffer from a unexplained abuse upon meeting with him.

"Who is it?"