Ye Haoran put down his cell phone, went downstairs and walked towards the garage.
"Hey, Ye Haoran, what are you doing?" Rose happened to be walking this way and asked.
"Go out." Ye Haoran waved his hand and walked directly out.
"Hey, it's working hours now, so we're giving you bonuses," Rose said loudly.
"Whatever you want." Ye Haoran had already gotten into the car and left quickly with a bang.
Rose stamped her feet, having nothing to do with Ye Haoran. She threw the material in her hand on the table where Ye Haoran worked, turned around and left. The material read "School of Official Employee Benefits of the University of California".
Ye Haoran never considered bonuses or not. Of course, he was not interested in employee benefits. Opening the navigation, Ye Haoran went straight to Jinhao Hotel.
In China, maybe any run-down restaurant can be called So-and-So Grand Hotel, but in M Country, if it can use a name as grand as Jinhao Hotel, it must be very grand.
The Jinhao Hotel is a very majestic place. It is in the center of Los Angeles. It is more than 40 stories high and hundreds of meters high. The entire restaurant is full of dining, bathing, sleeping, and leisure programs. It can be said that there is no need for it. Once out of the hotel door, one can get all the enjoyment.
Because of this, the threshold of Jinhao Hotel is relatively high and ordinary people cannot enter. Not only because of the high consumption, but mainly because it adopts a membership system and non-members are prohibited from entering.
Ye Haoran parked the car directly on the side of the road and walked towards the gate of the Royal Hotel. The towering building looked very majestic even in Los Angeles.
"Hello, sir, please show me your membership card." Two security guards stopped Ye Haoran. They were mercenary security guards, wearing pistols on their bodies. They were a legal group of security personnel.
Ye Haoran frowned. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as he arrived at the door. He took out his work permit from his arms, flashed it in front of the two people, and said: "FBI is handling the case, get out of the way."
The two security guards looked at each other and of course did not move away. They took a step back at the same time and looked at Ye Haoran warily.
"Sir, there are not many Chinese working as police officers in the FBI."
"What's more, even the FBI has no right to break into a legally operated hotel without permission."
"Sir, please explain your purpose of coming, otherwise we will not be polite."
The two security guards said quickly, their palms touching the guns at their waists.
Ye Haoran was depressed. He didn't expect that there would be so many flaws when he showed his evidence. These security guards were indeed not covered up. They were much stronger than the security guards in Huaxia.
Since there is no way to get through, just go straight through. Liu Yiyi may be in danger at any time, and Ye Haoran doesn't want to wait any longer.
"very good."
Ye Haoran took a step towards the two security guards.
"Sir, please step back... uh..."
Ye Haoran reached out with lightning speed and struck directly on the security guard's neck. Although the security guard had received strict training, under Ye Haoran's hands, he was as vulnerable as a child.
While Ye Haoran knocked out one security guard, he directly pinched the other security guard's neck with his other hand. He squeezed and pulled, and the other security guard also fainted.
The whole process takes less than one second.
Ye Haoran reached out and grabbed the work badge of one of the security guards and walked directly inside.
At this time, before anyone from the security department could react, Ye Haoran had already entered the revolving door of the Jinhao Hotel.
The lobby of the Jinhao Hotel is built like a palace. The ceiling of the domed lobby is more than thirty meters high. There are many exquisite chandeliers hanging on the top. There are fountains, rockeries, and sofas below. It is luxurious and pastoral style. .
Ye Haoran touched his nose. Even he didn't often see such a luxuriously decorated hotel.
The third floor of the hotel.
Ye Haoran walked directly towards the elevator.
"Third floor." Ye Haoran said to the waiter in front of the elevator.
The waitress was wearing a Chinese-style cheongsam. She bowed and smiled at Ye Haoran, and then pressed the elevator for Ye Haoran. The skirt of the cheongsam was opened very high, and she seemed to be wearing no underwear underneath.
Ye Haoran ignored this and entered the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed, he saw seven or eight security guards in the lobby running out of the security lounge and running towards the door.
Ye Haoran frowned. He didn't want to make the matter a big deal, but it didn't matter if it really made it big.
The elevator reached the third floor and stopped.
Ye Haoran walked out and realized that there were private rooms here. The sound insulation equipment of the private rooms was very good.
Ye Haoran didn't know which box Liu Yiyi was in. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Yiyi's number, only to find that the phone prompted that the user was temporarily out of the service area.
"Not good." Ye Haoran clenched his fist.
"Sir, do you have a reservation?" A waiter on the third floor came over and asked Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran showed the security card he had just received and said, "I am the director of the Security Department. I need to urgently investigate a person. He is very likely to be a terrorist and needs to be determined as soon as possible."
When the waiter heard this, he was startled. He looked at Ye Haoran's work permit. It was indeed the hotel's security certificate, but the picture on the work permit was clearly that of a bearded white man from M country, not a Chinese. .
"I don't have time to explain to you. Is there a director here for dinner today?" Ye Haoran asked quickly, with an urgent tone.
The waiter was also confused. He was just the lowest-level waiter, responsible for showing guests the way. He had never seen such a big figure as the director of the security department, let alone the working process of the security department.
"Yes, there is one." The waiter nodded quickly.
"Which box is it in? Take me there." Ye Haoran said quickly.
"It's... Okay, it seems to be in box number four. I'll take you there." The waiter walked over with Ye Haoran.
As they walked, the waiter suddenly frowned and looked back at Ye Haoran in surprise, with a bit of fear in his eyes.
Ye Haoran saw the waiter's expression, and then saw the earphones in the waiter's ears. He knew that his identity had been exposed. The security office below should have sent a notice to all the waiters, indicating that someone had broken in.
Thinking of this, Ye Haoran didn't hesitate at all. He cut the waiter's neck with his palm and dragged him into a nearby storage room.
After taking care of the waiter, Ye Haoran walked towards box number four.
The door of box number four was locked. Ye Haoran pushed it, but it didn't move.
Knocked on the door, but no one answered.
Ye Haoran snorted, and pushed the door lock with his palm. With a click, the heavy box door was pushed open by Ye Haoran. This kind of box door is covered with cotton and other attractive materials, no matter how big it is inside. The sound cannot be transmitted out. This is also the hotel's preparation to protect the privacy of guests.
It can be seen everywhere throughout the Jinhao Hotel that it attaches great importance to the privacy of its guests. For example, there are no cameras in the corridors. For example, the soundproofing of the private rooms is very good. For example, you only need to pay money when applying for a membership card, etc.
Ye Haoran opened the door and walked in. There was a roar inside, which was the sound of karaoke. Someone was roaring a DJ music. The sound was deafening. No wonder the people inside couldn't hear the knock on the door.
There were three people in the box, two men and one woman. At this time, one man was holding a microphone and singing along loudly, while the other man and a woman were sitting on the sofa, making love to each other.
"Director, do you think this role is suitable for me?" The woman sat on the old man's lap and kept twisting her body. She was wearing very little, but now her clothes were half down and everything was exposed.
The old man was holding a wine glass in one hand, and the other hand was hugging his waist, stretching inward from the waist.
"Hehe, whether it's suitable or not depends on your performance." The old man chuckled.
"Well, I'm auditioning now." The woman twisted even harder.
"Yes, audition, audition, so you have to perform well." The old man laughed.
Ye Haoran closed the door with his backhand and walked towards the director. He pushed the woman on the old man away with one palm and stared at the director, "Where is Liu Yiyi."
Ye Haoran suddenly appeared, and the three people in the box were shocked.
The woman got up from the ground without pulling up her clothes. She exposed her breasts and pointed at Ye Haoran, "Who the hell are you? You're crazy."
Ye Haoran glanced at the woman coldly.
The woman felt instantly frightened and could no longer utter any dirty words.
The person singing on the side was the woman's manager. When the manager saw it, he quickly took a blanket and put it on the actress, signaling the actress not to speak.
The old man finally reacted. He slammed the table and glared at Ye Haoran, "Who are you? How did you break in? I want to file a complaint against you."
"Tell me where Liu Yiyi is. I'll give you three seconds, otherwise you'll be dead." Ye Haoran suddenly picked up a bottle of beer and knocked it on the table. The beer bottle exploded. Ye Haoran used The broken beer bottle was aimed at the old man's neck.
The old man turned pale with fright, and quickly said: "I...I don't know Liu Yiyi, there are only three of us here."
"Fart, she is also an actress, auditioning here." The beer bottle in Ye Haoran's hand had already penetrated into the flesh of the old man's neck.
"Ah, ah, have mercy on me, sir, have mercy on me, I know, I know, the person you are looking for is Director Fran. He is also eating here today. It is said that he is interviewing a young girl from China. He is on the 14th. Box No. is not here, uncle, what I said is true." The old man was so frightened that he wet his pants and said loudly.
Ye Haoran put down the beer bottle, feeling depressed. Damn he found the wrong place. There were so many directors here.
"You guys go ahead."
Ye Haoran turned around directly, walked out of Box 4, and headed towards Box 14.
In the box, the actress hurried over and patted the old man on the back, "Director, are you okay? Where did this pervert come from? It's so scary."
The old director's hands were trembling, but at this time, he found that a fire was rising in his heart. He pressed the actress on the sofa and took off her clothes.
The actress half-heartedly gave in, but the manager on the other side had a smile of victory on her face. He looked at the director and actress rolling on the sofa, and knew in his heart that his artist could finally get the role this time...