roccoschili Chapter 333 Ideological Education Class
Chapter 333 Ideological Education Class
Chapter 333 Ideological Education Class
Xing put his phone on the table, and an audio clip lasting five minutes and forty seconds was playing. Three people were talking. In the background was the sound of huge waves crashing against the shore. The rumble made people think that they were standing on the waves. , it will be swept away in the next second.
The room was quiet, everyone held their breath and did not make any sound. Even Sambo, who was huddled in the corner of the room, raised his ears and listened attentively.
Xing sat under the fluorescent lamp and drank Suleda silently.
She curled up on the small sofa with her elbows on her knees. March Qi next to her was listening intently, and there was only one fluorescent lamp on in the room that was not dazzling.
Except for her, everyone was listening to the recording carefully, for fear of missing any details.
The recording was secretly recorded after she woke up in the hotel. She lay in the lobby and pretended to be dizzy, then secretly put her hand into her pocket and turned on the recording function of her phone.
The audio duration of five minutes and 43 seconds is the entire content of her confrontation with Sand Jin and Black Swan after she woke up. Only her transaction with Sand Gold was deleted. As she said, she also wanted to be a person in charge. people.
Heita always said that she was a star-core brat, the type who felt complacent after being defrauded of money and thought she had not been deceived.
But in fact, she is not stupid at all. She is very witty most of the time. She is the only one who deceives others. How could anyone lie to her?
That's why she was able to remain calm and calm in the face of danger, and even immediately thought of turning on the recording function of her phone.
On the one hand, it is convenient to leave a piece of evidence that can be used to repeatedly play back the content of the speculative conversation.
On the other hand, it is used as physical evidence. If she is silenced, this recording will most likely provide her with clues to arrest the prisoner.
It's a pity that I didn't have time to take out my mobile phone to film myself in the hotel room and witness the moment when the robin turned into foam. Otherwise, I could have let Theresa use her eyes to distinguish the authenticity.
She looked down on Theresa's short height, but that was based on her arrogant attitude. If she used some professional words, she should be regarded as half a bitch.
But putting aside all prejudices, Teresa is also a real hotel manager. She should have a more professional view on the matter of the robin lying in the dream pool and turning into foam than these two knives.
The temperature in the room was about 18 degrees, and since it was already full of people, she should feel a little hot, but now she felt colder and colder.
Listening to the rumbling sound of the tide in the background of the recording, she thought of that bad memory again, and her heart ached.
She really didn't know how she had exploded the fighting spirit, but what could she do now, dance like a god and pray that everything was an illusion?
She felt like she had lost something, like a childhood sweetheart who went to live in a big city. As the days passed, the crooked words became more and more beautiful, and the distance between you became further and further away.
One day her letters will no longer share her life with you, but will contain greetings in a few words. If you ask her how she is doing now, she will say that she already has someone she likes and is very happy now.
She didn't know why she came up with this idea, but she couldn't get rid of it, as if it was some established reality.
After Xing finished the can of Suleda, he slowly raised his head and scanned the expressions of everyone in the room. They all had serious expressions, except March, who was touching his chin as if he was speculating on something. Could it be that the detective was possessed?
Although it is a bit unbelievable, the current situation is like this. I have made some kind of deal with Sand Gold to regain Pinoconi for the company, and my relationship with Black Swan cannot be cleaned up and is still in chaos.
But now, in the small room, there is Her Majesty the Queen who fled from the planet Morka, and there are unknown passengers from the Star Dome Train.
There are also senior staff members of the Pinoconi Hotel under family management, and Sambo, the 'iron buddy' who is suspected of being the Masked Fool.
Xing paused as she glanced around. She suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing in the room, as if someone was absent, but she had just noticed it.
From the time she walked into the room carrying large and small bags until now, she had never noticed anything wrong in the room. It was not a change in the number of people, but a certain atmosphere.
She said why there was a smell of gunpowder in the room and why each group of people looked at each other. It turned out that the biggest threat was not in this room, so there was no need for them to form a temporary alliance in private.
"Yue Yue, where are Jingliu and Bai Heng? Why haven't you seen Jiang Fan? Have you already taken a step ahead?" the voice asked.
"Huh?" March's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and she was instantly brought back to reality.
Fortunately, she couldn't think of anything after speculating for a long time, so she didn't get too entangled. She also lowered her voice and answered Xing, "I don't know. Sister Jizi said that Jingliu and Jiang Fan wanted to find out the family's background." , Miss Bai Heng said that she was going to give an ideological education class to a little girl on the Dream Border."
"Jiang Fan and Jingliu are going to find out the family's background?"
As for Jiang Fan? The old man was famous for pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He could not move even if he could not resist him. Maybe he was pretending to be a delicate little flower hiding behind Jingliu at this very moment.
"Ideological education class..." Xing took a sip of Su Leda, his stomach was a little full, and he said casually, "Did someone slander Jiang Fan? Or is someone slandering her novels?"
"I don't know, but when I was chatting with Miss Bai Heng, she sent an emoticon. It might not be a big deal."
"Oh? Is that the set of emoticons I was thinking of?"
"That's it, the Q version of Jiang Fan's emoticon package."
After Black Swan finished speaking, the audio ended here. The listeners in the room were all thinking about the meaning of that audio conversation, except Xinghe March 7.
Xinghe March 7 lowered his head and whispered to each other. While swiping the screen of his mobile phone, you and I began to talk about the sales of Q version emoticon packs and the possibility of further promoting the popularity of Star Dome Train and launching crowd emoticon packs.
They both belong to the type where the idea comes to them suddenly. It is very difficult for both of them to listen to an audio clip to figure out the meaning of the conversation and think about the next direction of the conversation.
So when the audio ended, no one wanted to remind the two of them to be quiet. The top priority now was to think about countermeasures and our next position.
"Maybe we have to shelve the train conductor's request. At this juncture, it is extremely difficult to get information about the other three unknown passengers." On March 7th, he pulled up the screen of his mobile phone and suddenly saw Pam's message in the chat box. Emoticon, sighing softly.
"Unknown Guest..." Xing drank Suleda and suddenly remembered something, "I know a cute...cute boy. He longs for the adventures of Unknown Guest. His name is Misha. You should have met him. He's in the hotel lobby."
"Misha? Have I seen him too?" March 7 looked a little confused.