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He Chengzhi waited outside for a long time before seeing Song Weiyi walking out in a daze.

She argued with Pei Chenyang, although Pei Chenyang was unwilling to accept this fact, but said that he must take the coffin back.

"Sister-in-law, are you out? How's the situation?" He Chengzhi immediately rushed over.

Song Weiyi wiped away his tears, the eyes that used to be full of spirit had been replaced by puffiness.

"The original body can no longer be seen, but Pei Yibai's passport can be seen."

Mentioning that name hurts my heart.

For the first time, I experienced the pain of cutting out the heart.

"This..." He Chengzhi's face was also pale.

How could this be the case?

"But I don't believe that's Pei Yibai! It must not be!" Song Weiwei grabbed He Chengzhi's hand, "Chengzhi, take me to the hotel where Pei Yibai went down to the tower. I want to know what happened to him there."

"Okay, don't get excited, I'll take you there right away."

The hotel was still operating normally, and after hearing about Song Weiyi and He Cheng's child's intentions, the staff had a regretful expression on their faces.

However, it is very cooperative with their inquiries.

Although in the past two days, there have been several calls from people who have come to inquire about Pei Yibai's affairs.

"Mr. Pei stayed in our presidential suite repeatedly, and left around three o'clock in the afternoon the day before yesterday."

"That's it? Didn't any accident happen here?" Song Weiyi was not very satisfied with their answers.

Without warning?

This was the last place they knew before Pei Yibai's accident. If there was no clue here, where would they go to find it?

"Sir, sorry no."

Song Weiyi was burning with anxiety, and for the first time regretted that she hadn't studied hard. Apart from a few simple apologies, she couldn't understand more.

As for the question he wanted to express, Song Weiyi could only express it through He Chengzhi.

"Is it true? Nothing unusual?" He Chengzhi said, taking out several banknotes from his pocket and stuffing them quietly.

The staff looked slightly surprised and looked at him with some embarrassment. "Sir, please don't do this..."

"It's a matter of human life. Mr. Pei's life and death are still uncertain at this moment. If it wasn't because we couldn't find his whereabouts, we wouldn't have come to ask you. If you can provide some clues that can help us find someone, we will definitely reward you heavily. "

"We really don't know..."

"Fifty thousand dollars..." He Chengzhi said leisurely, "The premise is that the information is valid. If it is not useful, there is no need to tell it. If it is useful, then it is OK to double it."

The receptionist couldn't help but be speechless, $50,000...

If it is doubled, it will be 100,000.

She felt a little moved in her heart, the money was too tempting.

"Know what? Can you tell me? I could have written you a check."

Observing the expression on the receptionist's face, one could tell that she was moved.

And this heartbeat has a premise, she may really know something.

But the previous few times, Pei Chenyang also arranged for people to ask questions, but they didn't ask anything from the staff.

There are only two possibilities.

First, there was really no accident, so I couldn't ask anything.

The other is that something happened that they didn't know about, and the hotel staff was warned in advance and couldn't say anything!

Song Weiwei guessed that according to the female receptionist's reaction, it might be the latter.

"Chengzhi, give her whatever she wants, as long as there are clues." Song Weiyi couldn't help but speak.

This is a hope and progress, not afraid to spend money, the key is to know something.