An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 235 Lone Wolf (Part 2)

Huo Qingshan followed the family to the downstairs of a private hotel. The family of three went straight to the front desk. The grandfather stood at the front and said something to the receptionist. The receptionist flipped through the registration book on the desk a few times and then handed over a key.

Then they went upstairs.

Huo Qingshan stood guard downstairs, keeping up with Lu Feng's updates and patiently waiting for Lu Feng to gradually send people over.

……

A dozen minutes later, the personnel were in place.

Compared to the extensive security network at the Friendship Road resettlement community, this hotel has a larger usable area and more complex floors. They lack a systematic understanding of its internal structure, and the number of temporary personnel they can deploy is only one-third of the original number from the Friendship Road community.

Suddenly, the difficulty of the arrest mission increased dramatically.

This is what makes Qian Xue so remarkable. No matter what, she will never put herself in a completely passive situation, regardless of whether she is in a favorable or unfavorable position. This is a consistent habit of hers. She is extremely cautious about every step she takes, taking precautions against potential problems, striving for the ultimate in perfection, and being able to both attack and defend. You could say it's her instinct.

Huo Qingshan wasn't too surprised. He had considered various possible emergencies beforehand, and this situation was not unexpected.

You can't expect everything to go exactly according to your original plan. "Waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump" is too idealistic. If she were really just a simple-minded rabbit, then they wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble.

Therefore, all they can do is remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

……

Right now, they don't know which room the family of three went into, nor do they know if the person they're looking for is in that room.

Lu Feng sent an unfamiliar policeman to the front desk to gather information. After obtaining the exact room number, he found the hotel manager. After some secret communication, he arranged for a policewoman to dress up as a hotel waitress and impersonate a hotel employee.

The policewoman pushed the cart to the door of room 315, reached out and knocked twice gently and rhythmically.

The family's grandfather opened the door, his face visibly tense: "What...is it?"

The waiter greeted us with a smile: "Hello, recently some guests have reported that their TV remotes are malfunctioning. Our hotel is now replacing the batteries in all our TV remotes."

"Okay, then give me the battery."

The waiter handed over two AA batteries with both hands, still wearing a professional, standard smile: "Please give me the original batteries from the remote control. Thank you for your cooperation."

Old Han turned his head and shouted into the house, "Old woman, take the batteries out of the TV remote."

"Oh dear, how am I supposed to know where the remote is?"

"We haven't found it! If that thing is lost, they won't blame us, will they?"

The sound of an old woman's incessant complaints came from inside the house.

The waiter's smile remained unchanged: "Would you like me to go in and help you find it?"

Upon hearing this, the old man stepped aside to make way, "Come in quickly and help me look!"

The remote control was obviously missing. The previous guests in room 315 were a family of four, with two young children who fought over the remote control and broke things. The parents were reasonable and proactively approached the front desk to discuss compensation before leaving, but they hadn't had time to put the new remote control back in.

315 is a suite. After searching through the TV cabinet in the living room without success, the waiter casually suggested, "May I check the room? Maybe the previous guest left it there?"

Neither of the elderly people had any objections.

Before the waiter came out of room 315, he made a point of glancing in the direction of the restroom.

The elderly man was still worried about whether the hotel would ask them for compensation, so the waiter patiently explained, "I will report the facts to the manager, so please don't worry."

...in the car.

Lu Feng glanced at Huo Qingshan, "No one's at 315, what's going on?"

The man's expression was blank, his voice calm and indifferent: "Wait a little longer."

An hour later, the plainclothes officers stationed at the third-floor stairwell delivered a message—the target group emerged from room 315, went upstairs, knocked on the door of room 420, and someone opened the door for them, allowing the three of them to enter.

Because they were worried about revealing their tracks and making their motives too obvious, no police officers were stationed in the corridors on each floor, so they could not determine the appearance of the guest in room 420.

Even if they had seen her, it wouldn't have mattered. They didn't have Qian Xue's photo or specific appearance information. They only heard Chi Hu give a general description of her appearance, which was after she was heavily made up.

Not long after, the information obtained from the front desk was also sent over—the guest registered in room 420 was named Qin Xue.

That's interesting. That family also has the surname Qin, but they adopted the husband's surname.

Lu Feng asked, "Shall we take action?"

Huo Qingshan frowned, his expression grave, and after a few seconds replied, "Wait a little longer."

315 was a smokescreen, but that didn't mean 420 was a done deal after they moved their position. Huo Qingshan had an inexplicable intuition—Qian Xue hadn't entered 420 yet.

But at this moment, they obviously cannot repeat their old tricks and find another seemingly respectable excuse to knock on the door and find out the truth. That would be too rash and unwise.

Lu Feng saw through his intention. "How long are you planning to wait? When do you think she will arrive?"

Huo Qingshan shook his head, his answer direct: "I don't know." He genuinely didn't know, and had absolutely no clue. Qian Xue was like a ghost that appeared and disappeared without a trace. She was like a wealthy merchant from ancient times who had committed many misdeeds, building countless bedrooms in her house to guard against unforeseen circumstances, each with a secret passage, and randomly choosing a room to stay in each night. Her meticulous planning and foresight reached a chilling level, making it impossible to guess her next move.

Why do you think the person in room 420 isn't Qian Xue?

"I didn't say it's definitely not, I just can't be sure."

Huo Qingshan could not allow this operation to end in failure. They had no capital to take risks and could not afford the slightest mistake; they could only seek stability. Since the outcome was uncertain, adhering to the principle of "if the enemy doesn't move, we don't move" was always a safe bet.

Three hours later, it was midnight. There were no new guests checking in at the hotel. The lobby was brightly lit, but there was no one in front of the door.

Lu Feng yawned. "No one should be coming. What do you think?"

"There are only three possibilities. First, the person in 420 is Qian Xue. Second, we'll have to wait and see; someone might come." He paused, his eyes darkening, and continued, "The last possibility is that we've already been exposed, and Qian Xue won't come."

They chose to "wait and see" once again.

The wait lasted all night. None of the people who were staking out the hotel dared to close their eyes. They even wished they had two more eyes, for fear of missing something. They were all on high alert, and everyone knew very well what kind of person they were going to deal with tonight.

Eight o'clock in the morning is a small peak for hotel check-out. The family of three was neatly dressed and came out of room 420 early in the morning. They returned to their original room 315, stayed in there for less than five minutes, and then went downstairs to the lobby to check out.

They appeared to be just an ordinary family, one of the many guests who checked into the hotel last night, who got up early to check out.

The guest in room 420 remained inside, without making a sound.

Summer days are early, but today it's cloudy and foggy.

The people in the car watched helplessly as the Qin family of three passed by their car, and then everyone's peripheral vision focused on Huo Qingshan and their captain's faces.

The two exchanged a glance, and Lu Feng spoke: "Let's move out immediately!"

There's no point in dragging this out any longer; we have to take action now, whether the people inside are real or not.