I Can Solve Cases, And I Have Become A World Treasure (Volumes 6-9)

Chapter 250: Everything is a choice of fate

Climbing roses, roses, roses and other plants are planted inside the Taj Mahal Hotel to create a century garden that tourists like very much. At night, the air is also fragrant, with wisps of dark fragrance floating in it. , as if you are charged for taking one more breath.

This time is 20:32PM, the sun has just set, and many tourists are checking in.

The lights in the hotel are very bright.

The waiter bowed slightly.

The hall was brightly lit, and all the reflections were clearly visible. The greeter raised his eyes and frowned. The two young guests were really dressed in a very unfashionable way.

They were wearing washed white fabrics and looked very neat at first glance, but how could the sharp-eyed hotel employees not see the poverty they tried so hard to hide behind their tidy appearance?

One of the young men had yellow stains on his clothes. He was not wearing leather shoes on his feet. Two huge mountain-like backpacks seemed to crush their backs. But they seemed to be in good physical strength, and they did not fall down despite carrying such heavy backpacks. From the moment they entered the hotel, they kept looking left and right, as if their eyes could not see enough. What kind of migrant workers dress like this when entering the city?

So unfashionable.

He walked up.

He was not the only one to think so. In the entire hotel lobby, the arrival of the two men was very unexpected, and their tired and yellow faces aroused some whispers.

The reception staff secretly murmured, "What are these people doing in a five-star hotel?"

I simply couldn't afford to stay for one night!

Without thinking, he reached out and was about to evict him. The foreman in the lobby saw this and hurriedly walked down several white jade steps, stopped him, and yelled at him angrily: "What are you doing! Have you forgotten the purpose of the hotel?"

We are equal and sincere. We deeply love every guest who wants to come to the hotel. Employees like you who hate the poor and love the rich are simply a shame to the hotel!

Hearing the implication of the foreman's words, the receptionist was shocked and his face turned red and full of shame. He also realized that he was indeed not a qualified hotel staff. He actually judged people by their appearance and humiliated the customers in his heart.

Yes, no matter whether these two people are rich or poor, as long as they come to the hotel, they are customers. The hotel's purpose is "customer first".

After building up his heart, the receptionist quickly turned away his worldly eyes and bowed deeply to Artest sincerely: "I'm sorry, guest, I didn't entertain you well just now. Please come with us."

The person in front of him didn't react.

Greeter: "?"

The next second, the greeter's eyes widened. In front of him, Artest put down his backpack. The bag was very heavy and made a sound when it fell to the ground.

Artest opened his backpack slowly and took out a rifle. This gun is longer than an adult's arm. If you put it on your shoulder, you will find that it is even longer.

With a click, the gun was loaded.

□□ is an assault rifle with a range of four hundred meters. In other words, anyone within four hundred meters is his prey.

And his companion took out a submachine gun. The range of the submachine gun is not as good as that of the rifle, and the effective range is only more than a hundred meters. However, this type of gun has extremely powerful firepower and an astonishing instantaneous speed. It can empty the magazine in one second.