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# Dear Mr. Shuyingdale, I'm sorry that this misunderstanding brought you some bad memories.

It was a short sentence, but Shuyingdale read the note for half an hour.

"Mr. Shuyingdale, do you need milk and cookies? Or do you want to change your taste today? I recommend fresh coconut milk and osmanthus cake." Dong Peng cleaned up the room and prepared to leave.

"Milk and osmanthus cake, thank you." Shuyingdale smiled and nodded. For the young man in front of him who took care of him when he fainted and risked his life to protect him, he only had the most basic vigilance left, the kind that he would not remove for anyone.

"Okay, Mr. Shuyingdale." Dong Peng nodded, opened the door and prepared to go out.

"Wait." Shuyingdale suddenly called him.

"What's wrong, Mr. Shuyingdale." Dong Peng looked at Shuyingdale. He probably knew what Shuyingdale was going to say, but if he was in that position, he probably wouldn't say it.

"It's okay, the milk needs to be warm, thank you, you've worked hard." Shuyingdale shook his head gently, with some regret in his eyes.

Shu Yingdaer was very optimistic about the "young man" named Dong Peng in front of him. At least compared with him, Dong Peng was considered a young man.

This young man was meticulous, calm, and had a kind and upright heart.

He wanted to recruit Dong Peng, but he also knew that Dong Peng could not be just a waiter in this hotel.

"Okay, Mr. Shu Yingdaer." Dong Peng thought for a while and added: "Do you need to add blackout curtains for you?"

"No." Shu Yingdaer shook his head.

Blackout curtains sometimes make it difficult for him to predict danger.

...

"Director Shi, I have found a good person to help. This time, Shu Yingdaer will definitely die without a burial place." Secretary Li drove while talking on the phone.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Li." Director Shi seemed very satisfied, but still reminded cautiously: "Be careful not to reveal your identity. If you are caught, we will not be able to talk for a month."

"Yes, Director Shi, don't worry, I hired a famous killer nicknamed Half Manjusaka." Secretary Li said confidently: "She has killed at least two-digit people, and the police have not found a pattern in her killings. They only know that she killed men. Since she is the one who did it, the police will not suspect me anyway."

"Okay." Director Shi nodded: "But I think we still need to arrange someone to help you. If something goes wrong, he can take you out of prison."

"Thank you Director Shi for your concern." Secretary Li smiled knowingly. If there is such a heavy insurance, he will have nothing to fear.

...

"Why are you here?" Rousi frowned and looked at Xuemo beside him.

"I came here to help at the request of a friend. What about you?" Xuemo shrugged.

"I... I have some personal matters to deal with." Rousi thought for a while.

"I heard that Mr. Shuyingdaer lives in this hotel." Xue Mo suddenly mentioned this for some reason.

"Oh? Really?" Rousi showed a very surprised expression: "I really don't know this. Are you talking about the manager of that car company?"

"Well, I think so." Xue Mo spread his hands indifferently: "I'm here, I'll go downstairs first."

After that, Xue Mo walked out of the elevator, but accidentally bumped into a waiter who was about to enter the elevator.

"Sorry." Xue Mo bowed slightly and apologized.

The man just nodded slightly, and then waited quietly for the elevator door to close.

For some reason, Xue Mo felt that she was a little nervous.

...

"Hahaha, Mr. Shuyingdaer, I haven't seen you for a few days." The mayor laughed heartily and stood up to greet Shuyingdaer who had just entered the room.

"Oh? Mr. Mayor, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be here too." Shuyingdaer looked at the mayor, frowned slightly, but greeted him out of courtesy.

"Mr. Shuyingdale, the mayor will come out to commend such a heroic act." Wang Ju saw Shuyingdale's displeasure and quickly explained.

"Then, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Mayor." Shuyingdale stretched out his hand and made a gesture to the mayor to sit down: "Please take a seat. I, Shuyingdale, am just a commoner. How can I trouble you to stand up and greet me in person?"

In one sentence, the scene became extremely awkward.

Shuyingdale had only been here for four or five days. First, he saw the murder scene, then heard about the serial murder case report, and even more excessively, he was assassinated last night.

Shuyingdale's words were already nakedly mocking that the mayor did not do enough for his security.

"Please take a seat, please take a seat too." The mayor was embarrassed for a moment and had to avoid the topic. After all, so many things happened in the place he was responsible for, and he was also to blame.

"Secretary Li, sit down." Shuyingdale glanced at the mayor. Although he sat down, he deliberately gave the main seat next to the mayor to Secretary Li, and he himself moved closer to Wang Ju.

"Mr. Shu Ying, take a look at what you want to eat." The mayor ignored Shu Yingda's little trick and handed the menu to Shu Yingda's secretary, asking her to pass it to Shu Yingda.

"Secretary Li, you know my taste, you can take care of it." Shu Yingda raised his chin and looked at the menu with disdain, as if he didn't want to touch anything the mayor had touched.

"Yes." Secretary Li also looked at the mayor and Director Wang, and seeing that neither of them objected, he walked out of the private room with the menu.

"Please order more, I have a big appetite!" Director Wang suddenly said from behind, and the mayor gave him a puzzled look.

It's not that he cares about ordering more dishes, but Wang Ju's move makes the mayor a little confused.

"Mr. Shuyingdale, you have tea." Director Wang quietly winked at the mayor, then picked up the teapot and poured tea for Shuyingdale himself: "Mr. Shuyingdale, thank you for your courageous act of justice. I'll give you a drink instead."

"It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." Shu Yingdell's sense of Wang Ju was quite good. At this time, the other party offered tea, and Shu Yingdell naturally did not refuse. He quickly picked up the tea cup, but he deliberately put his right hand on the tea cup. He raised it high, completely blocking the possibility of the mayor clinking glasses with him.

"You're welcome." Wang Ju drank a cup of hot tea in one gulp: "This may be a small thing for you, but we are a small town with a backward economy and poor quality education. People like this are brave enough to do what is right. Behavior is really rare.”

Wang Ju's words directly linked Shu Yingdel's brave behavior to the economy of Chixin City. Although it was a bit deliberate, it was not abrupt.