Half an hour later, in the hotel's central monitoring room, the duty officer was quickly searching for the video.

Yan Suizhi supported his hands on the table and looked up at more than twenty screens that were constantly jumping. Gu Yan stood behind him with his arms in his arms, his eyes also falling on those screens.

Qiao closed the door of the central monitoring room, patted the manager on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's not a big deal. The main reason is that my sleep quality has been poor recently. I saw something in the middle of the night, but I couldn't let it go if I didn't understand. I haven't slept for more than a week in a row. If something affects my sleep tonight, will I accidentally die here suddenly? Do you think it's a bad thing?"

The manager was startled by his words and waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, don't joke! Isn't this checking? I will definitely find out for you. But to be honest, you can rest assured that our hotel security is the second in this area, and no one dares to say first, otherwise you wouldn't choose to stay here for leisure, right?"

This manager is only responsible for the building where the intern lives, and he has higher management. As for his authority, it is completely fine to let guests enter the monitoring room, but this group of guests is quite famous. He is a little afraid of something, so he is worried and wants to report it.

But Mr. Qiao and the lawyer pressed him down and said that nothing big was going to happen, so there was no need to disturb others.

In fact, it did not alarm others, and even people did not know about entering the monitoring room.

At this moment, except for them, other guests should have a meal, relax and chat. The staff and managers also know nothing about what is happening here.

Qiao smiled: "Yes, I know the reputation of your hotel, so I told you not to be nervous. Just think we are here to hang out. Look, we are not blindly touching any equipment. Everything is operated by your duty officer. Just stare here, okay?"

He dragged a chair over without saying a word. He relied on his height advantage and pressed the manager into the chair, and then fucked the work headphones on his collar.

"..." The manager wiped the sweat from his temples, thinking that the young master's ability to make decisions was really great. His speaking speed was very fast, and he did not give anyone any room to refute. He had to nod a half beat slower, "It's okay. That... headphones?"

Qiao fiddled with it, "Let me take a look, I'll give it to you later, don't be so stingy."

The manager nodded while pinching his nose, but his heart was very broken. He thought to himself, "Didn't you just look at the surveillance camera?" Why did you feel like you were going to hijack the surveillance room?"

The work headphones in this kind of hotel are specially made, which are very different from the earbuds provided by smart phones on the market. Qiao is really curious.

He leaned against Ke Jin's back, fiddled with his headphones and recognized the shortcuts on it.

Ke Jin was very quiet most of the time. He was like being wrapped in a cocoon of silkworms, his eyes wandering between the surveillance screens in a scattered manner, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Very occasionally, he would slowly turn his eyes when Yan Suizhi or Gu Yan spoke. His eyes were mostly empty, as if he had found a random spot to stare blankly. Sometimes he would reveal some confusion, as if something was always stopping him from understanding the words of the people around him.

This confusion accumulates to a certain extent, and he will suddenly become anxious and then become a mess.

So in order to avoid this situation, Joe always attracts his attention from time to time and prevents him from staring at something or someone for a long time.

He made various murmurs while fiddling with his headphones. After several minutes, Ke Jin's eyes finally retracted from the previous fixed point, turned his head slowly, and stared at the headphones in his hand.

"It's specially made by the hotel. Look at the fire alarm, service, permission to open the door, etc...."

"Do you know what these are for?"

"Look..."

Whenever Ke Jin looked at him, Qiao Lian was excited to speak. A small headphone was so popular that he introduced and explained it.

The manager next to him was stunned.

Even Yansuizhi Capital couldn't help but look back.

Qiao didn't notice anyone at this time. He smiled and looked up at Ke Jin's eyes from time to time.

Ke Jin sat sideways in the chair without realizing it, holding hands with his hands, and staring at the headphones seriously, looking like a well-behaved student listening to the class.

This look made Qiao feel soft. He wanted to say more, but the ability to praise a pair of broken headphones was really limited. After he said for a while, he finally stopped and reached out to pluck Ke Jin's hair and said, "It seems that it has grown a lot again. How about repairing it for you tonight?"

Ke Jin looked at him and saw that he didn't speak for a while, so he changed his sitting position and his attention was attracted by the colorful screen.

The question was not answered, which was too common for Qiao, and it happened every day. He had been used to this kind of thing for a long time, and he always smiled and turned to find another thing to tease Ke Jin to see him.

He talked more and more over the years, and he could talk about a small thing for a long time, and this is also how he developed it in silence.

But this time, when Ke Jin looked away from his face, he felt a little sad.

He pivoted the headphones in his hand, stared at Ke Jin's side face for a while, couldn't help but push him gently, and muttered, "You can take a look at me again."

Ke Jin was pushed and shook his eyes twice, first looking at his hand, then slowly looking at his face.

Young Master Qiao's mood improved again.

He looked up at the manager and raised his chin and said, "Thank you for your headphones, what a good thing."

manager:"???"

When he withdrew his gaze, he glanced at Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan.

The two of them were looking at him. Perhaps seeing his sad appearance just now, Yan Suizhi asked Qiao: "What's wrong?"

Qiao waved his hand, "It's okay, maybe it's because he didn't sleep well for several days in a row, so he can't get up."

"Go back and sleep for a while?" Gu Yan said.

Qiao stood up straight: "No need, the biological clock has been taken away by Ke Jin. It doesn't work for feeding me sleeping pills in broad daylight. Look at your screen, don't look at me like this."

As the young master said, he folded his hands together and bowed to them, begging them to let him go, a bachelor who had no sign of horoscope.

"Hey? Is Qiao going to Ke Jin..." Professor Yan retreated his gaze, bowed Gu Yan for a moment, and asked in a low voice.

He rarely asked about these things before. Even the students he was close to seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, without much restrictions or interference.

He hasn't changed much now, but he will show some curiosity from time to time in front of Gu Yan.

As soon as he finished asking, he looked up and found that Gu Yan looked at him with helpless eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you?" Professor Yan said with a tweet.

Gu Yan said lightly: "It's nothing, I just think your degree of sluggishness in some aspects is more amazing than Qiao."

Yan Suizhi: "..."

fart.

No virtue can he be compared with the little fool Qiao?

"I just didn't want to think about it before." Professor Yan finished his explanation angrily, and then made a quibble, "Is it really a joke to say the guilt?"

Gu Yan hugged his arms, loosened his fists with one hand, and pressed his knuckles against his lower lip.

He looked at the beating screen and said "um", which was to give Yan Suizhi the answer to this lies. It was more perfunctory and perfunctory.

After a while, Yan Suizhi had already looked at the screen again.

Lawyer Gu condescendingly and opens his mouth: "So how many years have you been 'probably guilty'?"

Yan Suizhi: "..."

The duty officer suddenly hit the pause button: "Finished, here is the corridor monitoring in the early hours of last night."

The video archives of this hotel are stored every 10 minutes, and these video files are arranged in sequence one ten minutes.

For convenience, the duty officer relaxed the time range provided by Joe a little and selected the videos to play in order.

The playback speed was increased several times, and the huge screen was frozen in the long corridor.

“This starts at 2 o’clock.”

Soon, two people appeared in the corridor, crossing each other face to face.

"Who is this?" Yan Suizhi asked.

The manager said: "This is the security on duty. There will be security at 2:00, 4:00 and 6:00 to ensure safety."

These two people were indeed wearing black uniforms. Although they would look left and right when walking through the corridor, they did not approach a certain door, so there was no possibility of entering the "sixth room".

After that, the corridor seemed to be still, and there was no other situation except for the occasional light and dark changes in the light.

Until around 4 o'clock, the two security guards on duty appeared in the corridor again, walked across, glanced at the corridor and left, and still did not stop in front of the door.

"Is it a ghost doing it?" Qiao was a little disbelief.

He said to the duty officer: "Where is the surveillance outside the window? Will it enter from the window?"

"It should be impossible, the wall surface on that side is very smooth and not easy to climb," said the manager.

However, in order to make people feel at ease, the on-duty staff still adjusted the surveillance video and also selected 2 to 4 o'clock.

This monitoring point is in the garden. When you take pictures from the garden, you can see the entire wall and various windows at a glance.

The playback also increased the speed, and everything in the night vision camera was slightly green, and people's eyes felt a little uncomfortable after watching for a long time.

"It's over." Before I knew it, time passed suddenly, and the on-duty officer pressed the pause button.

Qiao rubbed her eyes and was stunned for a moment, "Is it done? Isn't it possible?"

The duty officer pointed to the time on the screen: "Look, it's 4 a.m.."

Joe frowned.

In this video from 2:00 to 4:00 a.m., not only did I see any sneaky figures climbing the wall, but I didn’t even have the light spots of the “sixth room” mentioned by Qiao.

"But it is possible that you can't see the light spots in that room at this angle." The manager said, "After all, he can't just say that this young master may have seen it wrong in the middle of the night, right?"

The duty officer tossed and turned the video seven or eight times, and Qiao's eyebrows were tugging. He touched his face a little embarrassed: "I'm really wrong, did I get it?"

However, Yan Suizhi suddenly patted the on-duty officer's shoulder and said, "I'll replay the video at 3:10."
Chapter completed!