One bottle after another. The four people quickly drank almost all the two boxes of twelve bottles of red wine.
The faces of the four of them were all red from drinking, and even their words were a bit out of tune. Their blurred eyes and swaying bodies showed that the four of them had woken up to a certain extent.
Paul almost fell down. Hans had already started to brag about how he was favored by beautiful women in London, England, while Milson kept talking about how open-minded French beauties were.
As for Paul, he was like a dull gourd, closing his mouth tightly and refusing to utter many words.
And Zhang Tianhao was also bragging about how heroic he was in Chengdu, and even cited many examples of how heroic he was.
He stood up unsteadily, hugged Milson, and said loudly: "Old Mi, look, our Mr. Paul doesn't seem to like beautiful women. He won't like it."
Masculine style, right?”
"That's right, Mr. Paul, I can guarantee that he definitely likes beautiful women. It's true, he even hired two beautiful women to spend the night together last time." Milson immediately assured loudly, patting his chest.
"I can also testify that he really likes beautiful women, and this can never be false!"
Hans also hugged Zhang Tianhao, but his left hand suddenly slipped down and slid directly onto Zhang Tianhao's butt. As if nothing happened, he stood up unsteadily.
"Did you see with your own eyes that he spent the night with a beautiful woman?"
"This, this..."
"There is no such thing!"
"Then what guarantee do you have? Drink, drink, one glass, one full glass!" Zhang Tianhao took the opportunity to persuade the two of them to start drinking again.
At the same time, his body couldn't help but fall towards Hans, but it seemed that he was not steady, and his whole body also slipped from Hans' back.
"Mr. Paul, do you really not like beauties? If that's the case, I won't laugh at you. Really, everyone has their own ambitions. If you have a drink, you can't let them both drink it, hahaha!
"
Paul's face suddenly darkened. After all, being told that he was not a normal man made it uncomfortable for everyone, but it was difficult to get angry, so he had to drink with Zhang Tianhao again in the dark.
"I said, dear Luo, what business are you going to do? Tell us about it."
"Business, that's for the future. Now it's drinking. I just want to get you drunk. I will throw Hans and Milson into your room and watch your performance, hahaha!" Zhang Tianhao said.
At that time, he seemed to be drunk and laughing loudly, and his expression was as exaggerated as possible.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body slid down the table, and his whole body slid under the table. In the blink of an eye, there were bursts of snoring.
"Hey, Luo, get up, let's drink again. How can you be so cowardly? It seems we still win. Haha!" As he said that, Milson pushed Zhang Tianhao directly, and Zhang Tianhao seemed to be really drunk.
He didn't know anything, and his whole body fell to the ground softly.
"Dear Luo, get up, get up and drink again!"
After calling several times, they found that Zhang Tianhao seemed to be really drunk, so they couldn't help but glance at the entire restaurant.
There was no one in the restaurant at this time, even the waiters had gone to rest, leaving only the four of them.
Paul looked at Hans and Milson, and then the three people's faces straightened up. They still looked like they were drunk just now, and they were completely sober.
They nodded to each other, directly pulled Zhang Tianhao up from below, and said while pulling him back: "Luo, let's take you to the room to rest!"
"Yeah, Luo, get up, we'll take you to your room to rest!"
But the answer to them was still bursts of snoring, and even tsk-tsk sounds from the mouth from time to time.
"Hans, this guy is really terrible to drink. Damn it, so much good wine has been drunk. It really makes me feel bad."
"Okay, now check if there is anything on him. I suspect he has found the sword from China!" Milson said a sentence in English lightly. Although the voice was not loud, all four people could hear it clearly.
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"I didn't find the sword, so where is the sword?" Zhang Tianhao was also a little confused. After all, the three of them didn't look like they were looking for the sword, and they weren't that nervous or active in looking for the lost top-secret documents.
Obviously this is something unusual.
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!"
"Paul, it should be fine. He is just a businessman. He is timid and can't understand our language at all, right?" Milson said indifferently.
With that said, he began to search Zhang Tianhao's body, even checking the suit pockets carefully.
"It seems that he doesn't have anything on him, not even the thin thread on the pocket of the suit has been opened." Hans said seriously, and then said in English, "I accompanied him to buy the suit, and he hasn't opened his mouth yet.
, what a lazy guy."
"Hey, this guy looks very thin, but he seems to be quite heavy. I'd better call the police to send him back!"
"also!"
After a while, two policemen came and lifted Zhang Tianhao up and took him back to his room.
"By the way, Paul, Luo joked with me today that we are like Americans. Do you think he discovered something?"
"Please tell me about the situation at that time so that I can make a judgment." Upon hearing this, Paul became alert.
Hans then repeated what he said at that time.
When Paul heard this, he couldn't help but frown, and said with some embarrassment: "We really don't have the gentlemanly demeanor of that damn British guy. He actually saw it."
"Then shall we..."
"No, people who can live in Chengdu and live well will definitely know some British people and Americans. Let's put his affairs aside for now. Let's find the sword first. It's a national treasure of China. Listen.
It is said that it is still the sword worn by the emperor of the country more than 2,000 years ago."
"Yes, we'd better look for it carefully, but don't worry, this sword is among these people, and it may be hidden somewhere in the entire first class."
"Well, it should be hidden somewhere that we haven't found yet. As for who hid it, no one knows. If we can find it, then we will really make a fortune. Even so, we won't do anything on this trip.
Loss." Hans couldn't help but laugh, after all, the three of them had already divided more than two thousand dollars each.
Although not as much money as Zhang Tianhao, they were just serving as a witness and had already taken 40%, the other 40% was given to the policemen, and the last 20% belonged to Zhang Tianhao.
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"Damn guy, he's back again, throw him out!" Fang Ru looked at Zhang Tianhao who was sent to the bed, sleeping like a dead pig, and still smelled of alcohol, but she couldn't help but get angry.
"No, kicking him out of bed and throwing him outside is really not a good idea!" Chen Min thought for a moment and said lightly, "It's just sister Ru, you are so willing to show your kindness to us for a night and a hundred days."
"Such a scumbag, whoever likes him, now I hate him for killing him!" Fang Ru's face was filled with murderous intent, almost as full of anger as Chen Min.
"Hahaha, I feel the same way, kick him off!"
The two women kicked Zhang Tianhao out of bed, and Zhang Tianhao was filled with hatred. If he hadn't pretended to be drunk, he would have wanted to teach them a lesson.
As the night got deeper and deeper, Zhang Tianhao's breathing was still so steady, even if he was sleeping on the ground, he slept particularly soundly.
But the two women on the bed couldn't sleep now, especially when they heard Zhang Tianhao's steady breathing. They were so angry that they got up and kicked Zhang Tianhao a few times before they were done.
Gradually, after all, the two women did not sleep well last night, and they were fighting again today. They became mentally unbearable, and they didn't know when they fell into a deep sleep.
But they didn't notice that there was a faint fragrance in the whole room, which made them sleep much more peacefully.
Three minutes later, Zhang Tianhao climbed up like a civet cat. Looking at the two sleeping girls, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He slowly opened the door to the room and carefully looked at the corridor.
There was no one in the entire corridor, and it was even surprisingly quiet. Zhang Tianhao finally stretched his head outside and took a big breath of fresh air. After all, the faint fragrance in the room was not a good thing. It was the smoke he put.
He walked out of the room, closed the door, and headed towards the box next to where Qian Baocai died during the day.
It was no other place, it was really the room where the two reporters were staying. Although he didn't quite know why the hands on the painting were pointing to the next door, his sixth sense told him that there must be something fishy here.
Walking outside the press box where the two men, a man and a woman, looked like a couple, he quietly listened to the sounds coming from the room.
Although there was a lot of noise outside, you could still hear a faint sound of breathing.
He took out the smoke and blew a little in through a small crack on the edge of the box door.
Soon, he heard the breathing inside became much calmer again. After waiting for more than three minutes, he quietly opened the door and walked in carefully.
I closed the door, took out a small flashlight, and looked up and down.
His expression changed slightly, because he found that there was only one woman in the whole room, and the female reporter had fallen asleep, while the male reporter was missing.
"Damn it, we actually have a companion!"
He immediately opened the window to let the wind blow in and disperse the smoke in the small room. At the same time, he looked at the wall.
There was a painting there. It was obviously inconspicuous, but it happened to be pointing in the direction of the painting next door. He quickly took down the painting and turned it over.
There was nothing on the painting, it seemed to be a decoration. He looked at the wall again, and his eyes were immediately attracted. A wooden board on it had become loose, as if it had been pried artificially.
He gently knocked open the wooden board with a dagger, and then saw a small note inside. He picked up the note and hung the painting on it again.
He shined a flashlight on the sleeping woman to see who she was, when suddenly there was the sound of slight footsteps outside.
This chapter has been completed!