Chapter: 1879
Carrying a dark brown leather suitcase in her hand, she walked towards the front desk at a slow pace.
A lady with outstanding temperament... This dress is really good... I really want to see how she looks with colored glasses... As a woman, the waiter at the front desk habitually looked at the other party's clothing and accessories first.
She immediately heard the lady say in a lazy voice, "Stay for one night, single room."
"2 soli and 8 pence." The waiter first reported today's house price, and then asked, "Do you have any identification documents?"
She is not keen on the process of registering her identity, because the hotel itself has no way of verifying the authenticity of the documents.
"Yes." The lady put down the dark brown suitcase, took out a stack of identification documents from the handbag she was holding, and handed it to the other party.
"Margaret Taylor..." the waiter whispered while registering, then found a bunch of keys and said, "Room 2012."
"Thank you." The fashionable lady on the opposite side took the key, picked up the dark brown suitcase, and walked towards the stairs.
At this moment, a waiter in a red vest approached, bowed and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
His gaze immediately fell on the dark brown suitcase that the other party was carrying.
The lady's lips curved into a smile, she shook her head and said, "No, it's very light."
After she finished speaking, she didn't stop, she went up the stairs and entered room 2012.
After closing the door and putting down the suitcase, she suddenly raised her right hand, pressed her chest, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Why do I feel like a perverted murderer..."
She was Forsi in disguise. Her suitcase contained nothing but a Mr. X head wrapped in newspaper!
The two waiters just now must have never imagined that in the suitcase carried by a fashionable girl, there is no clothing, no skin care products, no cosmetics, only a bloody dead head that is about to crack into pieces... If it is found , the entire hotel will be frightened... This is the stuff of detective novels! Forsi calmed down her nervous mood, picked up the suitcase again, and opened the door.
She observed the corridor and saw no one was coming and going, so she hurried out, walked to room 2016, and knocked on the wooden door with her fingers.
Her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham lived in this room that was used last time.
After realizing that there was a sight in the cat's eye looking at her, Fors heard the sound of turning the handle and the lock cylinder running.
Dorian Gray was wearing a black formal suit with broad shoulders. He glanced vigilantly to the left and right, stepped aside, and motioned for the students to come in.
"Hasn't anyone noticed?" Then, he closed the door and asked cautiously.
Fors put down the suitcase, took off the tinted glasses that covered half of her face, and said, "No, I used a false identity."
As an Extraordinary who had mixed up in Backlund and had fairly rich bottom-level experience, several sets of fake identity documents were essential.
Moreover, she also has Hugh, an expert in this field, to help.
The only problem is that a fake is always a fake and won't stand up to comparison checks by the police department.
However, Fors heard that there are some channels to get real identity certificates, that is to say, those are identity certificates that have been filed and registered in the police department, and the photos can be replaced. Of course, the price will definitely be expensive. few.
Dorian nodded lightly, breathed out silently, and while letting Fors sit down, he pulled the chair over and said, "You said in your letter that at a gathering of Beyonders in Backlund, someone offered a reward for finding the direct descendants of the Abraham family. , the goal is to obtain information about Mister 'Gate'?"
"Yes, teacher." Fors said the truth without a doubt, "I don't know that family personally, so I wanted to ask you to see if you know it well."
She only concealed two things, one was that the Extraordinary gathering was called the Tarot Club, and the other was that she had known for a long time that the teacher was a member of the Abraham family.
Dorian sat down, took a sip from the white porcelain teacup, and asked calmly, "Who is the bounty offerer?"
"I don't know. I'm sure it's a lady. She has a hidden face. Uh, she should be very strong, and the power behind her is not weak." Fors described the "hermit" lady in her heart. JrNovels.com
A lady with outstanding temperament... This dress is really good... I really want to see how she looks with colored glasses... As a woman, the waiter at the front desk habitually looked at the other party's clothing and accessories first.
She immediately heard the lady say in a lazy voice, "Stay for one night, single room."
"2 soli and 8 pence." The waiter first reported today's house price, and then asked, "Do you have any identification documents?"
She is not keen on the process of registering her identity, because the hotel itself has no way of verifying the authenticity of the documents.
"Yes." The lady put down the dark brown suitcase, took out a stack of identification documents from the handbag she was holding, and handed it to the other party.
"Margaret Taylor..." the waiter whispered while registering, then found a bunch of keys and said, "Room 2012."
"Thank you." The fashionable lady on the opposite side took the key, picked up the dark brown suitcase, and walked towards the stairs.
At this moment, a waiter in a red vest approached, bowed and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
His gaze immediately fell on the dark brown suitcase that the other party was carrying.
The lady's lips curved into a smile, she shook her head and said, "No, it's very light."
After she finished speaking, she didn't stop, she went up the stairs and entered room 2012.
After closing the door and putting down the suitcase, she suddenly raised her right hand, pressed her chest, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Why do I feel like a perverted murderer..."
She was Forsi in disguise. Her suitcase contained nothing but a Mr. X head wrapped in newspaper!
The two waiters just now must have never imagined that in the suitcase carried by a fashionable girl, there is no clothing, no skin care products, no cosmetics, only a bloody dead head that is about to crack into pieces... If it is found , the entire hotel will be frightened... This is the stuff of detective novels! Forsi calmed down her nervous mood, picked up the suitcase again, and opened the door.
She observed the corridor and saw no one was coming and going, so she hurried out, walked to room 2016, and knocked on the wooden door with her fingers.
Her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham lived in this room that was used last time.
After realizing that there was a sight in the cat's eye looking at her, Fors heard the sound of turning the handle and the lock cylinder running.
Dorian Gray was wearing a black formal suit with broad shoulders. He glanced vigilantly to the left and right, stepped aside, and motioned for the students to come in.
"Hasn't anyone noticed?" Then, he closed the door and asked cautiously.
Fors put down the suitcase, took off the tinted glasses that covered half of her face, and said, "No, I used a false identity."
As an Extraordinary who had mixed up in Backlund and had fairly rich bottom-level experience, several sets of fake identity documents were essential.
Moreover, she also has Hugh, an expert in this field, to help.
The only problem is that a fake is always a fake and won't stand up to comparison checks by the police department.
However, Fors heard that there are some channels to get real identity certificates, that is to say, those are identity certificates that have been filed and registered in the police department, and the photos can be replaced. Of course, the price will definitely be expensive. few.
Dorian nodded lightly, breathed out silently, and while letting Fors sit down, he pulled the chair over and said, "You said in your letter that at a gathering of Beyonders in Backlund, someone offered a reward for finding the direct descendants of the Abraham family. , the goal is to obtain information about Mister 'Gate'?"
"Yes, teacher." Fors said the truth without a doubt, "I don't know that family personally, so I wanted to ask you to see if you know it well."
She only concealed two things, one was that the Extraordinary gathering was called the Tarot Club, and the other was that she had known for a long time that the teacher was a member of the Abraham family.
Dorian sat down, took a sip from the white porcelain teacup, and asked calmly, "Who is the bounty offerer?"
"I don't know. I'm sure it's a lady. She has a hidden face. Uh, she should be very strong, and the power behind her is not weak." Fors described the "hermit" lady in her heart. JrNovels.com
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