Serial Player
Chapter 385 - 62: Seeking Help?

Chapter 385: Chapter 62: Seeking Help?

The deliveryman in the yellow uniform was, of course, Li Changhe.

Not only could he be a deliveryman, but he could also be a roadside screen protector seller or a fortune teller under a pedestrian overpass.

These were all basic tricks.

In the two hours, Li Changhe had hitchhiked to this small village and surveyed the surrounding environment with his partner, both in disguise, so as not to be exposed by surveillance or the like.

It must be said, this gang had brains.

This small village used to be prosperous, but after Yanyun developed from a small town by the river.

One faded while the other rose, with the shift of development focus.

This small village located among the mountains gradually declined. But it was still close to the national highway, so there were always new faces passing by.

This gang, hiding in plain sight, didn’t seem that conspicuous.

The motel was situated on the edge of the village and appeared somewhat run down.

In terms of structure, it had three floors. The first floor was the reception and lobby. Black Hawk observed the second floor, which was currently unoccupied but showed signs of life and hadn’t been maintained for a long time.

The third floor had curtains tightly drawn, and nothing could be seen. The Black Hawk could only share vision with Li Changhe, not hearing, so it was impossible to determine whether someone was inside.

As for the motel’s entrance and exit, in addition to the front door, there was a back door and steel stairs connecting the upper two floors.

Li Changhe pondered for a moment and immediately put on the yellow deliveryman’s uniform, temporarily playing the role.

"Li, there might be [Great Wall] agents or undercover police nearby. To save time, I’m going to the third floor and will start directly after confirmation."

"Understood. Run right after finishing, remember all three escape routes."

He Feng hid under a cross-country vehicle passing by the back door of the motel.

At the moment the vehicle slowed down, he moved his body silently and quickly, hiding under the parked car near the motel’s back door.

For this operation, only Li Changhe and He Feng participated.

Wang Er couldn’t come; he had to correct students’ test papers at Yanyun Middle School and deal with [Heaven’s Principle]. There was simply no time.

Xiang Wu had left Yanyun by car in the morning and was still enjoying the scenery in the car.

The Bai siblings still had to study the [Insect God’s Shell].

Moreover, this was a somewhat risky private matter for the two of them. There was no need to involve the others.

All that was needed was Li Changhe to attract attention from the front door, and He Feng to cut off the enemy’s escape route from the back. That would be enough.

As soon as Li Changhe pushed the main door, he was stopped by a middle-aged bald man at the front desk.

"Stop! What do you want?"

Not only him, but two men smoking on the sofa in the reception area also stared at Li Changhe.

"There are three people on the first floor... No, there’s one more at the staircase. At least three more people upstairs, be careful."

Li Changhe’s gaze shifted to the stairwell, where the tall thin man he had seen earlier was coming downstairs.

"Don’t worry, I’ve already sneaked in. Just keep drawing their attention." He Feng responded in [Friends].

"Seeing me in this uniform, and you still ask me what I’m doing?" While calculating the distance to the four men, Li Changhe rasped, his voice made. harsh and grating by Yun Ting’s influence.

"Delivering food, of course." He raised the plastic bag in his hand, which contained a few boxed meals.

The bald man’s expression didn’t change. He looked left and right before saying, "You’re mistaken. Nobody here ordered food."

"How can there be no orders? It’s clearly room 30..." As Li Changhe uttered the number "three" in a voice like sprinkling salt, the eyes of the few men shifted slightly.

The bald man’s forehead beaded with sweat, and he quickly corrected himself, " Oh, the guest at the third floor. Just put it down, and he will pick it up later."

"That won’t do." The deliveryman protested. "If you guys eat it yourselves, I’ll lose money. Besides, I need to get a good rating from the guest. What do you think?"

"Screw you!" The bald man’s heart tightened, thinking that he should quickly get rid of this guy: "Don’t worry, I’ll have him give you a good rating later."

It was the tall and thin man who spoke up, "Where’s the phone? You should have his phone number when delivering the food, right?"

He was still suspicious, as it was impossible that someone would order takeout.

They banned any outsiders from entering the hotel, so how could they order takeout?

"Unfortunately, my phone just ran out of power." Pretending, he took out a piece of paper from the plastic bag. It looked like a takeout order form.

"Ah, what was the note again?"

The delivery guy seemed to have poor eyesight, or perhaps it was because he was wearing a helmet. He held the paper very close to his face.

"Many children... bad people? The note is all messed up." The delivery guy looked up, puzzled, "Why, do you guys have many children here?"

At this point, even the tall and thin man’s expression changed, and cold sweat soaked his side.

The others were even more terrified. The bald man suddenly sat back down in his chair, his legs going weak.

"Could it be that those little brats on the third floor found an opportunity to call for help?" They were all terrified.

However, the tall and thin man reacted quickly, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. He interrupted and said, "Yes, there are quite a few children. I’m a resident on the third floor, and next door, there are people who brought their children for a trip. It’s a big family."

Continuing to keep his composure, the tall and thin man went on, "It must have been one of those children who played with the phone and inadvertently placed the order. As for the note, they must have been fooling around."

"That’s right." The delivery guy nodded, suddenly realizing, "Last time, I met a customer who wrote a note asking for more chili. I even went to the market to buy a pound for him and put it in the box. He actually gave me a bad rating, so unlucky!"

"That customer is the unlucky one, right? How could they meet such a simpleton like you?" The tall and thin man’s face stiffened a bit, and he reluctantly agreed.

He thought to himself, fortunately, this guy was simple enough to be deceived this time.

If it were someone more alert, the police might have come by now!

Once they were done, they would drug the children more so they wouldn’t even have the strength to get up. The tall and thin man’s heart was filled with fury.

On the surface, he kindly said to the delivery guy, "Give me the takeout. I’m just going upstairs anyway. I’ll take it up for you." It seemed like he didn’t want the delivery guy to worry about being cheated.

He even added, "I can pay first. It’s just that the kids don’t understand and caused you trouble."

"That’s great. I thought you guys were human traffickers or something." The delivery guy laughed.

The tall and thin man’s fingers twitched, and the thought of keeping this guy here flashed through his mind.

Never underestimate a criminal’s bottom line. They had already tasted the sweetness of success, and for them, human lives were dispensable.

"It’s all boxed meals, three yuan each, three for ten yuan. Here are seven boxes, so I’ll give you a discount and take it for 25 yuan. If you buy more, there’s even a coffin-carrying service." The delivery guy handed over the boxed meals.

"Damn, where did this math genius come from? And what kind of delivery service is this?" The tall and thin man cursed in his heart, but not wanting to cause any trouble, he quickly paid the money.

He wanted to destroy that piece of paper, completely cutting off any information the children were sending out, or directly moving the children to another location. Fortunately, this time they met a simpleton, otherwise, they would be in danger!

Watching the delivery guy walk towards the door, the tall and thin man signaled the others not to make any rash moves.

He took out the takeout order form, intending to burn it.

But he found that it wasn’t an order form at all—but a note—a line of words written in a flamboyant style.

The tall and thin man looked up in horror, only to see the delivery guy at the door leap gently.

He jumped very high, grabbing the rolling shutter door at the top of the main entrance and pulled it down to the bottom.

Completely blocking the main exit.

The tall and thin man’s fingers trembled, and the note fluttered down.

It read:

"Human traffickers, go to hell!"