Chapter 1983: Theft

Chen Wei and Ella Gonzales are standing in front of a Chinese restaurant.
Chen Ye wanted to say to her: Are you t..m playing with me?
However, Chen Ye kept his mind.
"Miss Ella, do you know where I am?"
"I know, Chinese."
"I want to eat local food in Mexicali, not Chinese food. If I want to eat, I can make it myself."
"But Mexicali's most famous food is a Chinese restaurant." Ella Gonzales shrugged at Chen Yi.
This is the case. The most famous cuisine in Mexicali is Chinese food.
I have never eaten Chinese food in Mexicali, as if I had never been to the Great Wall of China in the capital of China.
"This Chinese restaurant is really delicious," emphasized Ella Gonzales.
"Okay, I know it's delicious." Chen Yan scratched his hair. "Okay, go in and try."
The waiters in Chinese restaurants are Chinese and local indigenous.
Immediately after seeing Chen Yan and Ella Gonzales coming in, a Chinese waitress came over.
"Sir and Miss, how are you, what do you need?"
"All of your signature dishes are here," Chen said in Chinese.
The Chinese waiter looked at Chen Ye and said in Chinese: "Are you traveling out of China?"
"That's right," Chen Yan responded.
Chen Ye also heard that the waiter was not of Chinese descent, but was a Chinese.
There are still some differences between Chinese of Chinese descent and Chinese, foreigners can't hear it, and Chinese can definitely hear it.
This woman also heard Chen Ye's Chinese, so she spoke to Chen Ye in Chinese.
"Hello, I'm Zhang Yi."
"Hello, Chen Yun."
"Don't bother you, I'll help you place the order first." Zhang Yi was out of order.
After a while, Zhang Yi brought a plate of white-cut chicken to the table.
"Are you free? Sit down and talk." It's been a long time since Chen Kun hasn't communicated with Chinese people.
Zhang Tianyi didn't count, Chen Ye and the old never said a few words seriously.
Only when talking with ordinary people like Zhang Yi can I feel.
"Sorry, I still have work, and I still don't disturb you and this beautiful lady."
"Okay." Chen Ye didn't intend to be strong.
For a moment, Chen Yan really wanted to throw a few thousand dollars to shoot on the table, and then said to Zhang Yi, I buy you for thirty minutes.
"Mr. Chen, what do you think of the taste here?" Ella Gonzales looked at Chen Yan expectantly.
The taste here can not be said to be bad, but it is still different from domestic.
After all, Chinese food will be localized after going to other parts of the world.
Even in Mexicali.
"It's not bad," Chen Min replied, "you can eat some too."
To be honest, the taste here is a lot worse than the taste of Chen Yi's own.
If you want to eat Chinese food, Chen Yan prefers to eat at his own home.
After leaving the restaurant, Zhang Yi chased to the door.
"Mr. Chen, this is a Chinese knot from our restaurant."
"Oh, thank you." Chen Yan took the Chinese knot: "Are you studying here?"
"Yes, yes." Zhang Yi nodded.
"I'm gone, goodbye," Chen Yan said.
"Goodbye."
Chen Yun and Ella Gonzalez left, and Ella Gonzalez also planned to leave work.
"Mr. Chen, I will be at your hotel at nine thirty in the morning."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
Chen Hui returned to the hotel and found that his suite door was opened.
This door lock is a fingerprint lock, and from the perspective of the door lock, it is not violently opened.
Today's hotels have an alarm system. If any room's door is forcibly opened, the alarm will be triggered.
Chen Yan entered the room and checked his luggage.
The luggage was also opened, and the clothes and daily necessities inside were thrown everywhere.
Almost everything was destroyed.
The tablet was lost.
Chen Yan picked up the intercom phone and dialed the hotel customer service.
Not long afterwards, the customer service manager came to the door and saw Chen Yan's messy suitcase, and he was a little worried.
Chen Ye is a black card customer. He was already marked when he checked into the hotel.
Now Chen Ye's luggage has been looted, which is like a disaster for their hotel.
"I need to check the monitoring. The monitoring before I return to the hotel at 5 pm." Chen Yan said calmly.
"Of course, no problem, Mr. Chen, do you need to call the police?" The customer service manager asked carefully.
"not needed for now."
The customer service manager took Chen Kun to the monitoring room.
Speaking to the security guard on duty in the monitoring room: "Immediately retrieve the surveillance video on the 20th floor, starting at 5 pm."
The security guard on duty looked at the tone of the customer service manager, and his face, faintly realized that something had happened.
Quickly called the monitoring at that time, but the security officer on duty operated it, and suddenly turned pale, looking at Chen Ye and the customer service manager.
"Manager ... no record of surveillance ..."
"What? No recording? How do you work?"
Surveillance videos of banks or financial institutions are generally kept for at least three months.
The hotel also started at least a week, but now Chen Ye wants to view the video a few hours ago, but can't find it.
It is clear that Chen Ying cannot accept such an explanation.
"Why isn't there a record?"
"I ... I don't know ... I haven't operated it." The security guard on duty said fluently: "I have been working normally all the time. Why is there no record keeping? Strange ... it shows that continuous record keeping . "
Chen Min looked at the monitoring screen, and after a few minutes: "These monitors were connected to the outside line, and they gave a consistent picture."
The security guard on duty does not have any technology, except for pressing a few buttons, there will be nothing else, so it can be ruled out that he moves.
But the security guard on duty was still panicking: "How can this be? Why is this?"
Chen Ye turned and left the monitoring room. Such professional technical work is not something a thief can do.
Chen Ye probably knew who did it.
Because Chen Yan has found the stolen goods.
These people should think that Chen Yi can't be so brazen because he can't find evidence.
Chen Kun knocked on the door of Ham's room. When Ham saw Chen Kun, he drew an arc in the corner of his mouth.
"Mr. Chen, did you just come back? Is Mexicali fun?"
"Give me back my things, I don't think it happened."
There was a sadistic expression on Ham's face: "Mr. Chen, what are you talking about, I don't understand what you mean."
"As long as you answer me, yes, still don't." Chen Yan still looked at Ham calmly.
"I don't understand what you mean. If it's okay, please leave. I'm tired. Goodbye."