The four bartenders range from mature uncles to well-behaved teenagers, to curly-haired fashionable young people to cute girls. It can be said that they have quite a complete range.

The one closest to Russell is the mature uncle.

He looked at Russell and said in a low and honest voice: "Do you want anything to drink, boy? Or... would you like a bracelet?"

"I want to ask about someone, is that okay?"

Russell asked softly.

He was a little wary because he didn't know if his words would break any rules.

But the uncle bartender obviously has seen a lot.

"There are always young people who are lost and come in followed by girls wearing crying face masks. But we cannot leak information about our guests."

Under the smiling mask, a gentle and reassuring voice flowed.

It feels like a hot coffee cocktail.

"But if you know her name and room number, it's not impossible to let you in."

The bartender said in a gentle tone: "Would you like a drink? Jindu has come in, at least have a drink. At least it's worth the trip."

How could I possibly know something like that...

Russell grimaced, feeling that the investigation had reached a deadlock as soon as it started.

But at this moment, he saw a trace of handwriting suddenly appeared in the corner of the huge touch screen for ordering drinks, where only Russell could see:

[The pseudonym Xiao Liuli registered here is ‘Lan Geyu’, and the room is K128]

Russell's pupils narrowed slightly, revealing vertical pupils.

He looked up and looked for the camera without changing his expression - and sure enough, right above their heads, there was a camera flashing red light.

Less than a second after meeting Russell's gaze, the camera moved up and down a bit. It was like nodding.

--I see!

This is what Delphinium calls support!

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Chapter completed!