This aura is deadly

"Lester, your information is wrong. That hotel does not have room 98." Chen Ke stood outside the hotel and called Lester.

It is now 8:15 pm, and the streets in Guntie District are not as lively as Lafite Road. It was already dark and empty of people before 9 o'clock.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Lester's voice through the voice changer sounded a little confused.

"The third thing we are looking for is the address on the back of the photo." Chen Ke reminded.

"Are you sure it says room 98 of Ender's Affordable Hotel?" Lester asked.

Chen Ke was stunned and took out the photo of the target from his arms. He had burned the photos of the other two targets that had been eliminated, but he still had this one.

Unlike the other targets, this man's photo appears more formal, as if he is smiling at the camera. And the other two targets knew at a glance that they were secretly photographed.

The man had a goatee, his hair was sleek and shiny, and he was wearing a black suit. The shooting location seemed to be at a banquet.

Chen Ke turned to the back of the photo, which read: 2232 Our Lady of Angels Hotel, Lafite Road.

The numbers were written tremblingly, as if the writer was wavering when he wrote them.

"Did you read it? Does it say room 98 of Ender's Affordable Hotel?" Lester asked on the phone.

"Look, I have the photo with me. It does say Room 98 of Ander's Affordable Hotel." Chen Ke replied.

"Yes, I remember it was also Room 98 of Ender's Affordable Hotel. You go in and look for it," Lester said.

Chen Ke hung up the phone, put his cell phone and photos in his pocket, turned around and pushed open the hotel door, and came to the hotel lobby again.

The fat waitress sitting at the front desk shook her head, with a hint of ridicule and helplessness in her smile, but she ignored Chen Ke and continued to repair her nails.

As soon as he entered the room, Chen Ke smelled a faint musty smell in the air. It must be that the place was not cleaned frequently enough, so there was such an unpleasant smell.

Chen Ke looked at the waitress and wanted to ask her again, but felt that there was no point in asking her. Maybe she had been bribed by the target.

Thinking of this, Chen Ke suddenly realized that maybe the waitress had already warned the target and asked him to prepare...

What a mistake. Should I kill her to silence her...?

Chen Ke slowly moved his hand to the holster of his gun, but he still held back. Maybe he was just a paid civilian, and it was better to do less than to do more.

Instead of asking everywhere, it is better to find it yourself. This hotel is not big. There are no guest rooms on the first floor, only ancient convenience facilities such as mailboxes. The remaining seven floors only take ten or twenty minutes to run through.

Chen Ke sighed and walked up the stairs to the second floor of the hotel. The leather shoes made a creaking sound on the wooden stairs, as if the entire building was about to fall apart.

The lighting in the corridor was not very bright, and the gray-yellow light and silent atmosphere made people feel withdrawn, but Chen Ke ignored it. He looked towards the corridor. At the end was a window with five opposite guest rooms on the left and right.

In other words, there are 70 guest rooms on the seventh floor on the first floor...

He walked to the nearest guest room door and looked at the door number above, which read 201. 2 was the floor and 01 was the room number. Chen Ke walked to the end, and the house number of the last room was 210.

There can be no room 98. The number 98 has no meaning in this hotel. Chen Ke scratched his head and looked out the window at the street. A green taxi passed by.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Lester's number.

"Lester, your information is wrong. There is no room 98 in that hotel."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Chen Ke?" Lester's voice, which had been processed by a voice changer, sounded confused.

"The address left on the back of the third target's photo." Chen Ke reminded.

"Are you sure it says room 98 of Ender's Affordable Hotel?" Lester asked.

Chen Ke took out the photo and it read on the back: 2232 Our Lady of Angels Hotel, Lafite Road.

The numbers are twisted like snakes, as if the writer was in a state of wavering and fighting against some kind of thought.

"Did you read it? Does it say room 98 of Ender's Affordable Hotel?" Lester asked on the phone.

"Yes, it does say Room 98 of Ander's Affordable Hotel." Chen Ke replied.

"I remember it was room 98 of Ender's cheap hotel. You can look for it again." Lester said and hung up the phone.

Chen Ke put his cell phone and photos back into his pocket, thinking about going upstairs to take a look again. He counted the number of rooms on this floor. At the end of the corridor was the staircase, with five opposite guest rooms on the left and right.

He walked to the nearest guest room door and looked at the door number above, which read 210. 2 was the floor and 10 was the room number. The house number of the last room at the end is 201...

Something is wrong...

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Lester's number again, staring at the number 201 on the house number.

"Lester...your information...is wrong...the target is not...that hotel..." After the call was connected, he said carefully.

"Which hotel?" Lester asked doubtfully.

"No, that family is...that family..." Chen Ke hinted wildly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Have you seen the photo?" Lester asked.

Chen Ke took out the photo again, turned it over, and placed it next to the house number 201.

9…90…9…I…9…

Chen Ke leaned against the wall, sweat dripping down his forehead, something was stopping him from thinking.

"Chen Ke, I just realized that we have talked on the phone twice before... What happened to you?" Lester asked.

"I don't know, something seems to be forcing me to go..." Chen Ke gasped for air.

"What are you forcing yourself to do? You sound like something is wrong..." Lester became a little anxious.

"I don't know... 9... Male Gobi..." Chen Ke hit his head on the wall and cursed.

"9? Speaking of 9...I think of Ender's..." Lester's voice became flat.

Chen Ke frowned and pressed the hang-up button.

"201...201...201..." Chen Ke kept chanting silently, looking at the back of the photo, and trying hard to pronounce the words one by one.

"An... An... La..."

"La...Lafite...!"

"Fuck you! Our Lady of Angels Hotel 2232 Damn it!" Chen Ke yelled.

After he read out this complete sentence, his whole brain seemed to wake up suddenly, and all the confusion and confusion just now disappeared.

"Didi didi..."

Chen Ke looked at the phone, it was Lester.

"Chen Ke... don't say that sentence, don't say it. It seems that the situation is more complicated than we thought." Lester warned. It seems that he also discovered what was strange just now.

"I already know where that son of a bitch is. No matter how he did it, he won't survive tonight." Chen Ke said angrily.

"It's almost 9 o'clock now. After you get to Lafite Road, he may not be here anymore." Lester reminded.

"I don't think so. Maybe on the contrary, he will feel safe..." Chen Kedao.

"Okay, but be careful. I don't know if he will have any other ways to get you into that situation again..." Lester was a little worried.

"This trick is really good. I have to admit that he did it well. If there is a chance, I must know how he did it..." Chen Ke said coldly.

"I wish you good luck." Lester said and hung up the phone.