The cleaners are amazing!

15. Mystery in the maze

"I'm a doctor."

It was like a basin of cold water had awakened Ann Marie in an instant.

No longer controlled by the high adrenaline, she was finally able to calm down, facing herself as if possessed these days, all kinds of wishful thinking, naive inferences, and nonsense, completely unlike what a professional reporter should have Performance.

The professors who taught her practical media interview skills at the university, if they saw her performance today, especially the completely dumbfounded appearance after hearing the oriental man calling himself a "doctor" just now, they might ask her to return her credits , ordered her to re-read the Department of Communication from the beginning.

No.Not just today.

Ever since the editor-in-chief of the newspaper told her the "exclusive news", her head has not been clear enough, as if shrouded in clouds and mist.

Just imagine, before this, the job assigned to her by the newspaper was either to cover irrelevant socialite parties, or to track gossip about political celebrities. news.

Then overnight—

An opportunity to monopolize scoop news fell from the sky.

At the same time, he also has to face his father's infidelity in marriage and his doubts about whether his political conduct is clean or not.

Should you choose to protect your family name?Or for the sake of his own career, killing relatives righteously?Sacrifice the small self to complete the big self, but which one is the small self?She has never experienced a big storm in her life, and she is suddenly forced to stand at a crossroads, and has to make a difficult choice between human nature, family affection, and ambition.

——The following major events, the opportunity to change your life, how can you calm down at this juncture?

She thought she was calm, but in fact, this was a kind of uncalmness escaping from reality!

Fortunately, the blow came not too late. An Mali took a few deep breaths to clarify the situation in front of her, the most important thing...

"Please stay!"

An Marie called to the oriental man who had turned around and planned to go back to the restaurant for dinner.The other party turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Although he said he was faking, his face is still too bad. But please take a look for Puni to make sure he is really okay, otherwise I still can't rest assured."

"Oh, don't bother this kind guest like this, I'm sure I'm fine." The fat chef turned over and stood up.

Ann Marie gave Pony a wink of "you stay still", and then turned her head and smiled sincerely.

"Please?"

The oriental man frowned, and finally walked into the kitchen reluctantly, squatting beside Puni.He checked his upper and lower eyelids with his hands, then took his wrist, counted his pulse per minute, and finally verbally asked Putney to answer a few simple questions to test his basic reflexes.

"Based on the simplest tests I can do so far, even if his "fainting" is not acting, it has nothing to do with his heart, blood pressure and brain pressure."

After checking everything, the man stood up with a relaxed expression, and said to An Marie:

"However, there is no testing equipment here, not even the most basic earpiece, so my inspection cannot give you any guarantee. If the factors that prompted him to pretend to faint disappear, and his face is still so pale, you should still It’s better to report to the hospital for a more careful examination.”

The man turned around to leave again, but Ann Marie followed this time.

"You said that you are a doctor, so you are also in charge of medical work in "Waste Room F"?"

"...I signed a confidentiality agreement with my workplace, so I have nothing to say." The man then glanced at her curiously. "And I don't understand why a waitress would ask such a presumptuous question."

"Oh, I almost forgot, this isn't the real me..." Seeing the other party smiling politely, Ann Marie began to keep a distance from her, and hurriedly added. "Don't worry, I'm not a lunatic, I'm a reporter. Of course, unless many reporters are lunatics in your eyes, then I have nothing to say!"

The man's lips lifted slightly, giving her a "Oh, I understand" smile.

Wow.

Ann Marie's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

In her eyes, most of the orientals don't have outstanding facial features, and their flat outlines make them all look alike, so it's hard to give anyone a special impression—except for the arrogant cleaner last time.Therefore, there are not many oriental people who can make her feel good. It can only be said that it is a miracle that this guy who claims to be a doctor can make her heart beat with a sexy smile.

"I'm interviewing a piece of news about "Hasuro F". If it's convenient for you, can I interview you?"

"Why do you think I have something to do with "Hasuro F"?" The man frowned displeased. "Are you following me?"

Ann Marie hesitated for a moment, she knew that no one would be happy to be followed.Telling the truth himself might offend him and make him unwilling to accept the interview.But on the other hand, if the other party has discovered the truth long ago, if I lie here, it will be self-defeating. The other party will think that I cannot be trusted, and the chances of interviewing him will be even lower.

"Yes. I'm driving a car and I'm following you and Mr. Cleaner. And..."

Ann Marie showed a receiver that could be used to pick up the bug's signal.

"I suspect that you are planning to conduct some kind of transaction in the restaurant, so I intend to eavesdrop on you. I have successfully installed a bug on the table leg just now. But if you are a doctor, I think my "suspect" may be wrong, would you like to A clarification, let me know that "Waste room F" is not something suspicious, then I would be very grateful."

An Marie was even willing to pay him a little out of her shy pocket.

"Bugging device? Really, I don't know that wicked manufacturer invented such a convenient device. After this kind of thing is widely used, can there be a safe corner in this world that is not bugged?"

The man shook his head and said:

"I have nothing to say about your question."

"Then, I have no choice but to keep following you down?"

"This is your freedom, Miss Rundy."

Leaving a mysterious smile, the man was no longer hindered by her this time - because she was already dumbfounded, and walked away with elegant and silent steps.

Anmalihe gasped.

He... called her Miss Rundy.That's why he was pretending just now. His expression of not knowing she was a reporter or who she was was completely flawless.But he worked so hard to maintain this kind of gold medal-level acting skills, why did he deliberately disclose the last crucial sentence to her?

She really wanted to rush to the table to continue questioning, but another voice in her heart stopped her.

He insisted on keeping his mouth shut, but revealed a key point—why?

When people say and act differently, there is often a reason.That reason is: wanting to deceive other people's eyes.

Whose eyes?

An Marie looked at the man who had returned to her dining table. He was chatting happily with the cleaner.

is it him?The cleaner is his watcher?

Ann Marie turned on the receiver of the bug, hoping to listen to the conversation between the two.But it was very sad to find that they were talking in a language they didn't understand.This once again proves how stupid I am. I didn't even consider this possibility. When the other party uses another language, eavesdropping is useless at all!

She bit her nails reluctantly.

If this doesn't work, she has to find a way to meet the oriental man again.His words were definitely not accidentally said.This meant that he was willing to tell her the truth, but it was inconvenient to have so many eyes and ears here, so she had to meet him alone.

—The question is, how can it be done?