Chapter 891 Chen Zhao’s life plan for Homeston (seventh update, please vote for me)

Everyone stood outside the door and looked at each other.

Gaia made a gesture: "Jurag, you kick the door, I will be the first to go in."

Gaia was still worried and they rushed in first.

After all, she wasn't sure what she would encounter, so she let her, who was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, take the lead first.

Three, two, one, Gaia made a countdown gesture.

Jurag kicked the door open.

Gaia stormed into the room.

The person who was sitting on the sofa suddenly jumped up.

"who are you?"

Everyone looked at the man in front of them, whose eyes were glowing green.

"Your captor!" Gaia's arm glowed red.

The man saw Gaia's arm, turned around and ran away.

Gaia immediately chased after him, but the man actually crashed directly into the floor-to-ceiling glass on the outer wall.

With a crash, the man smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass and fell directly outside.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and ran to the window to look down.

The man had fallen to the road below and was shattered to pieces.

"died?"

"No." Giselle suddenly shouted: "He is not a puppet master, he is a puppet."

"What about the puppet master?"

"Oops, we've been fooled." Gaia shouted: "The Puppet Master actually lives in the same room as the other puppets. He deliberately separated them like this to make us think that the Puppet Master lives here. Go to the sixteenth floor. "

But when Gaia and others rushed to the sixteenth floor, they found that there was no one in the suite.

"Damn it, the puppet master ran away."

"Maybe he hasn't gone far yet, let's chase him."

…

A taxi stopped on the roadside.

The driver looked at the five people who got on the bus. Four of them were wearing sunglasses and said, "Sir, my car is too small to accommodate five people." "

Chanon, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took out a wad of money and handed it to the driver: "This is for you, Chanterly Hospital, thank you."

When the driver saw how generous these people were, he stopped talking.

Chanon's phone rang again. This call was from Dominic. Chanon answered the phone and said, "I'll be there soon."

From the rear mirror, you can see Gaia and others rushing out of the hotel.

The corners of Chanon's mouth curled up slightly.

This kind of cat-and-mouse and being teased process has long been accustomed to him.

But no one has ever been able to catch him.

It's because of his caution and caution.

…

Gaia and others were on the road in front of the hotel, looking to the left and right.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a suitable partner, so I had to go back to the hotel.

"How about it?"

"No."

"Absolutely not."

Everyone was disappointed. This was the closest they had ever come to finding out the real murderer.

But after this time, it may not be that easy to find the puppet master.

"By the way, there is surveillance in the lobby of the hotel. You can watch the surveillance."

Everyone returned to the hotel, found the lobby manager, and retrieved the surveillance footage.

"These are the five people who live in Room 501 on the 16th floor." The lobby manager said, pointing to the people on the surveillance screen.

"Thank you." Gaia said after sending the lobby manager away: "Among these five people, only the dark-skinned one is not wearing sunglasses. The other four are all wearing sunglasses. This person is the puppet master."

“Save this photo of the puppet master and keep a copy on everyone’s phone.”

After sending it, Gaia's phone rang.

"Gaia, who is this man? Why are you sending me a picture of a stranger?"

"This is the real culprit who hurt Erdos, the puppet master. We found out that the name he registered at the hotel was Chanon, but we don't know if it is his real name."

"All right."

"By the way, where are you now?"

"in hospital."

"Do you treat patients?"

"No, I'm in the hospital."

"Don't be ridiculous, will you get sick?"

"In fact, I was rushed to the hospital."

"This is more ridiculous than the previous one. Can someone send you to the hospital?"

Gaia listened to Chen Zhao's voice, full of energy, and there was no hint of illness or injury in his tone.

"Okay, I'm just bored, so I came to the hospital to stay for two days."

With that said, Chen Zhao sent Gaia a selfie.

Poof——

Gaia burst out laughing when she saw it.

Everyone immediately gathered around and saw Chen Zhao's selfie on Gaia's phone.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, and West shouted in horror: "The president was injured? Who did it?"

"No way? Is there some terrifying existence coming to Los Angeles?"

"Even the president is injured. How terrible is he?"

"Is it still too late for me to quit the Supernatural Association?"

Gaia looked at the ugly people: "If you go to see Chen now with flowers and fruits, maybe he will be in a good mood and give you year-end bonuses."

"Hey, that seems to make sense."

"Then let's go visit the president now."

Everyone rushed to the hospital.

…

At this moment, less than half a day after Chen Zhao entered the hospital, he already regretted it.

How could I be so stupid to actually live in the hospital?

Forget it, no matter what, at least the admission procedures have been completed, and I have to hold on for one night.

But it’s so boring, I really want to find someone to teach me a lesson.

Chen Zhao walked out of the single ward and pushed the bottle rack.

Whistling, strolling down the aisles of the hospital.

At this time, he saw Farr at the medical counter in front, seemingly explaining work to the medical staff.

"Hi Farr."

Far turned his head and glanced at Chen Zhao, then ignored him and turned to leave.

Chen Zhao immediately caught up with him: "Have you finished eating? I'll treat you."

"Are you bored? You can go home now, Fali is still at home."

"No, I must persist for one night, at least for one night."

"How much do you hate that man?"

"I don't hate him too much, but I have already planned his life." Chen Zhao said: "First, I will bankrupt his company, and then put him in jail. I will find a few big black men, and He lives in the same room." Chen Zhao was frothing at the mouth. Farr was really not interested in listening anymore. Chen Zhao immediately caught up with Farr and asked, "Where have you been?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to dinner?"

"Okay, what to eat?"

Farr took Chen Zhao to the hospital restaurant, which was a buffet.

Farr watched Chen Zhao bring the whole basin of spaghetti to the table, his face speechless, covering his forehead and looking at Chen Zhao: "Are you sure you can finish it?"

"Sure, how about a one hundred dollar bet."

At this time, a patient at the table next to him pushed a hundred dollars from the table.

"I bet you that you can't finish it."

Chen Zhao stood up: "Is anyone here to bet? Let's see if I can finish this bowl of spaghetti."

More and more people gathered around Chen Zhao and Farr.

There are doctors and there are patients...