He took a piece of black debris from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the manager’s coat pocket.
This piece of debris is the afterlife of the third-grade weird black cicada.
Xu Le arranged a manager’s neckline and took out the night watchman’s certificate in the manager’s vacant eyes, then took out the black cicada fragments from the manager’s pocket with one hand and the other.
"I’m Xu Le, the night watchman, and now I suspect that you are hiding the weird fragments of polluters.
Now that the evidence is conclusive, the hotel needs to be closed for 3 days to clean up, which may leave more pollution in the ancient sound.
And you will be sentenced to 9 years and 15 years in prison. "
Manager? ? ?
The manager is already confused. How did he fast-forward to jail? He looked at Xu Le with a full face of shock.
"You you this is planted!"
"You’re wrong. I’m investigating the pollution of ancient sounds and you are an accessory to longitudinal crime.
Hey, did you see that, too? "
Xu Le look at that student who was scolded by the manage.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, you are working a case."
Xu Le looked at the manager with an expression on his face.
"Well, now that the witness is efficient, if you hurry up, you can go in tomorrow and maybe catch up with the prison."
The manager looked at Xu Le and then at the face change of the people in Zion Art Troupe.
He suddenly clenched his fist and went to Wang Man’s table.
Chapter 51 Hunting Pest God-Mongoose
A minute later, screams echoed in the hotel lobby …
Ah! Ah! ～
"Damn it, I hate scum like you. Two big men bully a girl and two offspring alive."
The manager grabbed a desk leg and pointed it at the head of the head of the art troupe.
Holding the hotel cucumber in his hand, Xu Le quickly took a step back.
The manager’s hands are too hard, and he has to stay away and get splashed with blood.
He has just joined the company, and there are only two sets. The other one was washed last night. If it is dirty, there is really no need to change it.
On the other side, the student also picked up the bench and pointed at another thin head.
"Hands, right? Trying to take people away, right? Zionist, right? "
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The beating lasted for less than ten minutes, and I finally tugged at the manager after seeing two people vent more and breathe more and have a little fun.
"Hey, hey, almost. Don’t kill me."
"Oh, good!"
Bang!
"What a deathless thing!"
The manager nodded to Xu Le and turned to the head of literature and art and kicked him in the face.
It’s ugly to swear in your mouth, and I don’t know if there is any innuendo about Xu Le in it.
After kicking, the manager immediately followed Xu Le to the next chair and waited for Xu Le to arrange it.
Xu Le looked at the rest of the troupe and the shopkeepers, pointing to the ground and half dead.
"These two people are suspected of raping witnesses. Now they will do six years of hard labor in the lighthouse punishment.
There will be a B-zone guard to take them back later. If anyone comes to ask, just answer truthfully.
Yu Xi’ an Art Troupe, you just go as usual in the day, and I will take it with me, and no one will stop you. "
A person from the "good" art troupe promised.
They are afraid to see that Xu Lelai is over. Who knows that Xu Le continued
"Oh, by the way, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can also complain about me at Unit 6 of the Night’s Watch Division B. My name is Xu Le."
"I know" sounds sparse.
At this time, how can people in the art troupe still be aware that men are in Wang Man’s early days?
They didn’t expect Xu Le to be so cruel, and both of them were almost out of breath, not to mention going to jail!
In Xu Le, let them answer truthfully … How truthfully?
Still complaining? Don’t want to live?