Chapter 92: 092 The Author Gets Cheeky Late At Night
The layout of Hua Qin Hotel is the same as other places. There’s a counter with a waiter standing inside guarding the shop, ready to greet customers at any time. Guests checking in do so in the evening or night, each spending one or two hundred yuan to book a room.
Perhaps because there are some inappropriate places for children nearby, people coming to book rooms usually don’t come alone. One man and one woman is the common configuration. For an extra ten yuan, they can buy some hotel staples like steel wool or Durex to get down to business. If they spend up to a hundred yuan, they can buy more toys, but most customers aren’t that lavish.
Wang Heng, who came into the shop tonight, was a lone figure without female company. As soon as he entered, he felt a bit awkward, seemingly unaccustomed to the high-pitched cries from the rooms on the second floor.
“Friend, checking in alone? This is a love hotel,” the young male waiter teased, sizing up Wang Heng whose face showed slight awkwardness.
He didn’t answer and said to the counter, “Book me a room, an upstairs single room.”
With that, he laid out two hundred-yuan bills.
The waiter teased, “Our shop has no single rooms, not even standard rooms, only king rooms.”
“King room…”
“Yeah, sleeping alone in a king room is so lonely. Want me to call someone over to accompany you and play?”
Wang Heng widened his eyes: “That’s illegal… illegal! Can you just casually do something so awful?”
The waiter burst out laughing, and together with the sharp cries from upstairs, the air inside and outside the shop was filled with merriment.
Wang Heng sighed softly: “King room it is then, book one for me.”
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Wang Heng did not enter Liu Rong’s room.
The hamster had put sleeping pills in Liu Rong’s water—though not the strongest controlled medicine, it was enough to make him quickly drowsy—then the hamster came out, opened the door, and climbed into the trouser pocket of the man at the doorway.
Wang Heng had been standing in this place for just two minutes when his support arrived.
He pushed the door crack open a bit more, glanced at Liu Rong lying on the bed snoring loudly, then tiptoed away and returned to his own room.
Then he called the police.
“Hello, I’ve spotted the wanted man from online here on North Third Ring Road, named Liu Rong… Mm, mm, yes, economic crime… Exact location is Hua Qin Hotel. By the way, you could also sweep for vice here, might have unexpected gains… Mm, no problem, no need to thank me… You ask my name? Oh, I’m just a good Samaritan, doing good deeds without leaving a name.”
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Liu Rong had a long dream.
In the dream, he successfully escaped, lived incognito overseas, and enjoyed a free and affluent carefree life. After investment immigration, the villa with a pool would have blonde blue-eyed models lounging there, tutoring him daily in foreign languages from English to French to Russian… What a positive and fulfilling life.
On the left, the fiery English teacher holding his left hand. On the right, the tall and cold Russian teacher holding his right hand. In front, the romantic French teacher. She parted her red lips and spoke in the most magnetic, rich voice, that French full of Seine River flavor:
“Get up, you dumbass.”
…?!
Wait, this doesn’t seem like French! It’s Mandarin with a Rongdu accent?
Liu Rong finally opened his eyes and was immediately shocked.
His left hand had an iron ring, his right hand had an iron ring, connected in the middle by an iron chain—this was handcuffs!
In front of him was a scruffy middle-aged male police officer mocking him: “Slept so soundly, huh? Even with a wanted notice out, you dare sleep without locking the door? With a heart that wide, why bother running at all?”
Liu Rong gaped, stunned for two seconds, then yelled: “I locked the door, and even put on the door chain! You pried it open, didn’t you!”
The police pointed to the door behind him: “The lock and chain are both fine, pry what?”
Liu Rong rubbed his eyes with his cuffed hands: “Wait, wait, how did you know I was here?”
Police: “No need to tell you that. Come on, come with us.”
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That good Samaritan who did good without leaving a name still ended up going to the police station. As the reporter, procedure required him to make a record, no real reason to refuse.
Making a record wasn’t Wang Heng’s first time; after all, he’d been a victim in a kidnapping case just days ago. Practice makes perfect, and his mature and seasoned performance during the record-taking surprised the on-duty police.
After the record was done, the police couldn’t help asking: “Are you a private detective?”
Wang Heng: “…?”
The police pointed to the completed record materials: “This isn’t exactly legal in the country, but rest assured, record’s done, we definitely won’t tell anyone. I’m just curious, did a rich guy from Lin City who got scammed hire you?”
Wang Heng pointed at his own face and retorted: “A private detective as young as me? You think this is Conan?”
The police touched his nose: “Sorry, I overthought it. But how did you find someone we police couldn’t?”
Wang Heng tilted his face up, looking at the ceiling light: “Probably heaven’s will. I just saw the wanted notice and spotted the suspect. The law is vast and inescapable, heaven has eyes.”
Police: “But you’re a student, what are you doing in such a remote place?”
Wang Heng lowered his head in contemplation.
The police pressed: “And alone, why go into that kind of love hotel?”
Wang Heng glared at him: “Am I the criminal here?”
The police waved: “Don’t overthink, I’m just curious. See, not even recording.”
Wang Heng looked closely; sure enough, this big brother police’s face was practically screaming gossip. To satisfy his curiosity, he’d have to make up a story… Luckily, Wang Heng’s mind always turned quickly.
He leaned back in the chair and sighed deeply: “This matter, it’s really disheartening. I had an online relationship with a girl.”
Police raised an eyebrow: “Online relationship?”
Wang Heng: “Mm, I spent a lot of time, energy, and money on her. All in all, I gave her eight thousand bucks.”
The police was stunned: “Scammed eight thousand in an online relationship? Report it now!”
But Wang Heng shook his head, face full of vicissitude: “Forget it, it was love.”
The police was moved: “You…”
Wang Heng continued: “We agreed to meet there, she didn’t show, so I got my answer. But I still wanted to sleep there alone one night, and at dawn, bury my innocence and love together.”
The police grasped his hand: “Young man, don’t despair about love, there are plenty of good girls in the world!”
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Oops, got carried away writing…
