If you do this, it will be very inappropriate, you will be in an embarrassing situation, and it will be very difficult for the captain."

"What should we do?"

"Since it's all an abuse of power, we might as well try another approach. Smooth justice is also justice. What do you think, Brother Shu?"

Looking at Xu Le, Wang Shu thought for a while and finally nodded.

the other side.

"Manager, do you want to pay attention to that table?"

"What should you pay attention to? Those are from the Zion Art Troupe. They will go back tomorrow. They are not lighthouses and have nothing to do with us.

Even if something happens tomorrow, they will get on the airship and return to Zion.

Do your job well and stop meddling in other people's business, especially the business of people from out of town."

The hotel manager said one thing after another, but the waiter could only nod his head because of his power.

"Is that so?"

The manager was startled by the sudden appearance of Xu Le. He was about to say a few curse words, but when he saw the uniform on Xu Le, the man's face immediately turned into a smile.

"Mr. Night Watchman, what's wrong? Are you not eating well?"

Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Man's table:

"The food here isn't very tasty. It makes me feel bad and makes me want to hit someone."

The manager was stunned, what does this person mean? Is he here to cause trouble?

He also looked at Wang Man's table, looking at the two men who were pouring wine for Wang Man, as well as Wang Man, who was already a little unconscious.

The manager understood, but his expression was a little ugly:

"Mr. Night Watchman, there are so many people here, isn't this bad?"

Xu Le nodded seriously, as if he had listened to the manager's advice, but he continued:

"The fat man is a small leader of the Zion Arts Troupe, and the thin man wants to be the deputy leader.

What I hate the most is that such a glamorous person would harm a girl who doesn't know what's going on.

People are here to eat, so help me, give them a beating and take it out on me, okay?"

Xu Le's expression was calm and polite.

I don't know if this kind of politeness gave the manager some courage. He frowned slightly and even omitted the words "Mr. Night Watchman":

"Brother, we are also open for business. You are making it difficult for me."

Xu Le nodded seriously again.

"It seems you don't want to."

He took out a black fragment from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the manager's jacket pocket.

This fragment is the remains of the Level 3 weird black cicada after its death.

Xu Le straightened the manager's collar and took out the night watchman ID card under the manager's blank gaze. Then, holding the ID card in one hand, he took out the black cicada fragment from the manager's pocket with the other hand:

"I am Night Watchman Xu Le, and I now suspect that you are hiding strange fragments of the Defiler class.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, Guangming Hotel needs to be closed for three days to clean up any remaining ancient contamination.

And you yourself will be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than 9 years but not more than 15 years."

manager:???

The manager was confused. How could he be sent to jail so quickly? He looked at Xu Le with shock on his face:

"You, you are framing me!"

"You are wrong. I am investigating the pollution of Guyinduo, and you are condoning the crime and are an accessory.

Hey, you saw it too, right?"

Xu Le looked at the waiter who was scolded by the manager.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are handling a case."

Xu Le looked at the manager impassively:

"Okay, now we have the witnesses. If you work faster, you can go in tomorrow, and maybe you can catch up with the prison meal tomorrow night."

The manager looked at Xu Le, then at the group of people from the Zion Art Troupe, and his expression changed.
Chapter completed!