The three groups of teams almost all started around nine o'clock.

The interview was scheduled to take place at twelve o'clock, and it lasted for three hours. During this time, the reporters in the observation area were watching attentively.

Except for the sounds of chopping vegetables and spatulas, the hall was very quiet.

Even if there are team members communicating with each other, they always speak in a low voice or make eye contact to ensure that no one else except the team can hear it.

On Gu Jinyao's side, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Although Jiao Shutian chose her menu, he was leading the whole process with Gu Jinyao and Guo Baogen.

Obviously, he is very familiar with these dishes.

I think Guo Kun also taught him this back then.

When Guo Baogen put the six piled bowls into the large steamer, Jiao Shutian wrote another order and asked the boy to get him a piece of freshly baked soup stock, as well as the fresh vegetables he just bought this morning.

There is no time limit for collecting materials for this assessment, and you can ask for things while doing it.

The boy took the order and went down. I don't know if the soup kitchen is ready. I have to check it out on the second floor.

It was at this time that Tu Xiaotian, who had been in the observation area, moved, looking like he was going to the toilet.

He left with his front foot, and Ji Shaobei followed with his back foot.

The direction Tu Xiaotian wanted to go was indeed the toilet, but he just washed his hands in it and came out, then turned and went to the freight elevator.

There are two elevators in Nanhu Hotel, one is for guests, and the other is a freight elevator for employees to serve food and put away things.

The freight elevator is connected to the larger hall outside.

Today, the lobby on the third floor is not welcoming visitors. It is empty, no one is there, and only the street lights are turned on.

Tu Xiaotian looked at the elevator entrance and saw that the elevator was coming up, so he quickly retreated to the corridor.

This man's ghostly and cunning look made it obvious that he was doing something bad.

Not far away, Ji Shaobei used the cover of green plants to see all that man's actions.

His behavior is very suspicious, and he just doesn't know what he wants to do.

Ji Shaobei stood in the dark and did not move.

Tu Xiaotian stood in the corridor between the hall and the small hall for a while, and the boy who had just gone down to get soup and vegetables came up.

The boy was pushing a cart with an earthenware pot and a basket of washed vegetables on it.

Those dishes are all fresh dishes that have just been delivered and are for use in the kitchen at noon today.

Tu Xiaotian saw the young man and said with a smile: "Master, do you have a fire? Borrow one."

The boy touched his trouser pocket and saw that there was fire, but...

"Comrade, you can't smoke here."

Tu Xiaotian: "I know, I'll go to the balcony to smoke. I'm addicted to cigarettes and it's uncomfortable."

The boy said: "You can only smoke it there."

"I know, I know."

Tu Xiaotian walked to the dining car, and with the help of his body, when the young man handed him a match, his free hand quickly took out a package of things from his pocket, and it looked like he was going to put it in the clay pot.

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At this moment, Ji Shaobei rushed over and grabbed his hand.

"What are you doing?"

The man's voice was steady and powerful, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's.

Tu Xiaotian was frightened by the tall figure that suddenly appeared, and then looked at Ji Shaobei with extremely innocent eyes: "You, why are you holding me? I, I just want to get the little master a cigarette!"

Ji Shaobei frowned, raised his wrist, and took a paper bag he held in his hand.

"Is there smoke in this?" he asked.

Tu Xiaotian: “Yes!”

Hearing this, Ji Shaobei opened the paper bag and found that there were indeed several cigarettes inside, and they were broken.

This is a loose cigarette sold in non-staple food stores. It is economical and very popular with the public.

Tu Xiaotian said: "Comrade, what's wrong with you? My cigarette broke."

Ji Shaobei took out a pack of packaged cigarettes from his pocket, handed it over and said, "Sorry, I thought you were going to add something to the soup, so I stopped you."

Tu Xiaotian: "..." A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

It's okay for him to write some eye-catching reports, but he wouldn't dare touch such illegal and disciplinary matters.

Tu Xiaotian smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? I'm a reporter."

Ji Shaobei: "I am also a media person. This bad guy has nothing to do with good people and his career. Of course, if you don't have this idea, I am not talking about you."

Tu Xiaotian: "Comrade, you really know how to joke."

It was obvious that he jumped out to catch him and broke his cigarette, but his reckless behavior did not diminish his right to speak at all.

Because he thought Tu Xiaotian was going to add something to the soup, he took the initiative around this topic.

Ji Shaobei: "You take this box of cigarettes and I'll give you compensation. Let's go, let's smoke two and chat for a while."

Ji Shaobei does not smoke, but on certain occasions, he usually brings a cigarette with him for socializing.

Moreover, he actually knows how to smoke.

In those days when I was dealing with guns, sometimes a cigarette could calm my inner boredom, but I quit after quitting the group.

Ji Shaobei put his arms around Tu Xiaotian's shoulders, which was particularly strong, as if he was tying this man under his arms.

Tu Xiaotian struggled a bit but remained motionless.

At this moment, the boy pushed the cart away and said, "You guys chat, I'm still busy here."

The boy felt that the atmosphere between the two was strange, and he was really in a hurry while others were still waiting for something.

After the boy left, Tu Xiaotian also smiled at Ji Shaobei and said: "Comrade, I have something to do and I have to go to work. Forget about this cigarette."

He pushed back the box of cigarettes in Ji Shaobei's hand, not daring to eat from him.

Ji Shaobei: "It's not too late. Reporter Tu, I have something to ask you."

Ji Shaobei didn't give him a chance to resist, and grabbed him and went directly to the balcony not far away.

This balcony is usually used for guests to rest. There are tables and chairs on it, flowers and plants around it, and a swing for children to play on.

Ji Shaobei pushed Tu Xiaotian down on the chair and placed the newspaper in front of him.

"You wrote this report, right?"

Tu Xiaotian glanced at it and said, "Yes, it was written by me. Are you?"

Ji Shaobei: "Don't care who I am. Now, I'll give you a chance to change your ways. Tell me who is controlling all this behind you and what is your purpose?"

Tu Xiaotian looked at him blankly.

"Comrade, you, have you misunderstood something?

Although this report is mine, the content in it was told to me by others. I, I just wanted to write something nice."

Ji Shaobei: "Who told you?"

Tu Xiaotian: "I, I don't know. When I went back yesterday afternoon, I looked through my bag and there was a letter inside. It said that Master Gu and Master Guo were Guo Kun's apprentices."

"Show me the letter."

Tu Xiaotian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Chapter completed!