BXBX NOVEL Chapter 191 What Else is There to Think About for a Title?
The joy in room 303 had been too overwhelming, and the neighboring room too lively, causing him to forget to erase the doubts he had left behind.
After all, after the chaos in room 303 had subsided twice, it would undoubtedly be subjected to a vigorous search by the Capital Commandant again, and this time it was inevitable that he would notice the anomaly in the trash can.
Xu Shuo frowned and pondered for a while before ultimately deciding to give up.
That doubt could only be remedied by turning back time, and at present, there truly was no other way.
"Forget it, let\'s leave it to fate."
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"Caught a tail of yours."
The Capital Commandant chuckled coldly after going through the trash can. His gaze swept across the entire living room, lingering slightly in the washroom before he turned to leave.
The toilet tank in room 303 had been under his personal scrutiny during the inspection, and indeed, no abnormalities were found at that time; therefore, it had to be somewhere similar.
The leather that held the map was of good quality, but the paint applied to it was after all susceptible to smudging and required protection.
The spy must have come with the intention of directly handing over the map, never imagining that the map would go through so many twists and turns, nor that it would need to be hidden elsewhere.
An action taken without a foolproof plan would always leave some traces.
The Capital Commandant walked determinedly towards the public restroom on the third floor. No one had died there, and it had been cleaned meticulously by the hotel staff.
He carefully checked each stall, and eventually in the third one, he found faint water stains on the surface of the toilet tank.
It looked like the traces left by water droplets after taking something out from inside.
Were these traces left unerased because the plan was to leave immediately?
The Capital Commandant stepped out of the stall and looked up at the window above the restroom, then lowered his gaze, catching a glimpse of a very faint footprint on the washbasin.
This wasn\'t carelessly left behind, but brazenly placed there to provoke him!
The Capital Commandant immediately clicked his tongue in displeasure.
If the adjutant had truly left the Five-star Hotel, then the men stationed outside were truly worthless—still daring to report to him that they had found nothing unusual up to now!
How could they be so blind and still call themselves sharpshooters?!
At that moment, another soldier hurriedly approached. Seeing his superior\'s stern face inside, the soldier hesitated to speak.
"What is it?" the Capital Commandant frowned.
The soldier stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear.
Following that, the already nerve-dead expression on the Capital Commandant\'s face grew colder, the sharp and grim atmosphere causing several soldiers to feel immense pressure.
City gates couldn\'t be locked down.
Parliament had already been dissatisfied with the military\'s prolonged blockade of the Five-star Hotel, as it trapped not only their friends, but also political celebrities and influential figures in the empire.
The backers of these people were pressuring Parliament, which in turn was putting pressure on the military.
Moreover, with the social season imminent, traffic between the districts was substantial.
People from different regions and even different countries frequented the place, making it impossible to lock down the city gates at this time. Even if the military acted unilaterally, they couldn\'t get past Parliament.
After all, District 10 wasn\'t completely under military control.
The Capital Commandant\'s eyebrows furrowed deeply: "What did the Major Commandant say?"
The soldier replied cautiously: "The Major Commandant said that troops have been deployed to strictly guard the city gates and roads, and they will intensify the search."
That meant they were compromising.
The Capital Commandant thought of something and added, "What\'s the status of the search in the surrounding buildings?"
The soldier\'s anxiety grew upon hearing this: "Aside from some houses that we don\'t have the authority to enter, we\'ve been meticulously searching the civilian dwellings, with someone stationed on every street."
At these words, the Capital Commandant suddenly laughed.
The smile that spread over his cold and gloomy face was chilling and unsettling, causing the nearby soldiers to lower their heads to their chests.
The Capital Commandant licked the corner of his mouth, his gaze sharp, "I understand."
Just then, the sound of a door unapologetically opening echoed through the corridor, and the two soldiers who had been guarding the entrance immediately lowered their rifles, blocking the person inside.
However, it seemed that the person who opened the door had no intention of going out.
The Capital Commandant looked over at the sound, spotting the noble and dignified woman leaning against the door of room 304.
The woman had taken off her camel-colored coat and was just wearing a white, form-fitting knitted top with the sleeves neatly rolled up, giving her a more straightforward and efficient air.
"Major Commandant, a word?" the Special Envoy asked in a cool tone.
It seemed she had encountered some unpleasantness; she was no longer as composed and elegant as before.
The Capital Commandant\'s expression returned to impassive, and without a word, he turned and walked over to her.
After welcoming her in, room 304\'s door closed once more; the soldiers standing guard outside showed no reaction whatsoever.
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The living room of room 304 was also a bit disheveled.
The meticulously tailored camel-colored coat had been carelessly thrown onto a sofa, and various objects were scattered on the floor, with the entire room showing signs of a struggle.
The woman smoothed her slightly curly short hair and sat down on the sofa, carelessly crossing her right leg and casually picking up a cigarette from the coffee table.
The Capital Commandant gave the room a quick scan.
"You\'ve been attacked," he said flatly.
"I guess someone doesn\'t want me to cooperate with you, I was nearly killed," the Special Envoy lit her cigarette and exhaled with a sense of resignation.
"Where is this person?"
"They ran."
"What\'s their identity, male or female, when did they come up?" The Capital Commandant asked out of habit. Stay updated through empire
The Special Envoy gave him an amused glance, not at all bothered by his interrogative tone, and simply stated, "Probably a woman, given the smooth and agile way she moved, specializing in leg attacks. She came up shortly after the power outage."
The Capital Commandant assessed her with an expressionless face.
The woman seemed unharmed, just a bit disheveled, and the room contained no traces of blood or many signs of an attack.
It appeared the fight hadn\'t lasted very long.
He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Was she only here to kill you, are you certain she was not here to find something?"
The Special Envoy glanced at him lazily, "What, do you think I\'d carry something on me worth stealing? Other than the letters I exchange with your military district, all I have are the terms for our negotiation."
"What about the letters, were they taken?" he probed.
"No, I left them in the bedroom. After the hotel lost power, that person slipped in but I quickly discovered them," the Special Envoy said, exhaling smoke and continuing, "It\'s not that easy to take something from me. Perhaps they feared your men would intervene. After struggling briefly, they left empty-handed through the window."
Hearing this, the Capital Commandant silently cursed the snipers outside.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, he did not entirely trust the woman\'s account.
Certainly, cooperating with District 10 could be beneficial, but what if this too was a trap?
The Special Envoy waited for a response and, growing impatient with no reply, she stubbed out her cigarette and said, "Make up your mind already. A grown man keeps dawdling; I was nearly assassinated waiting for your answer."
Expressionless, the Capital Commandant replied, "That just shows how weak your forces are."
The woman clicked her tongue in irritation, "What about now? Make a decision, will you? If you don\'t want to cooperate, let me leave this dangerous place sooner so I won\'t get targeted for an assassination again."
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