“Hey there, miss. You’re beautiful.” Xia Lei leaned on the counter of the front desk and smiled flirtatiously at the Russian girl on duty. 

The Russian girl covered her mouth with her hand and giggled. “Is there something I can help you with, Sir?”

“Well, can you tell me which room a Chinese man named Ye Kun is staying in?” asked Xia Lei. 

Disappointment flashed in the Russian girl’s eyes. “I’m sorry, Sir. Our policy here doesn’t allow me to reveal the information of other guests to you.”

Xia Lei gave a laugh and slipped a folded hotel card next to the Russian girl’s hand. A hundred Euros was in the folds of the card. 

The Russian girl shot Xia Lei a smile, and quietly pocketed the card. She checked the records. “Fifth floor, Room 418.”

“Thank you.” Xia Lei turned and left. 

“Hey, Sir?” The Russian girl called out to Xia Lei. “I end work at twelve.”

Xia Lei looked back with a smile and nodded, but thought to himself, ‘What does you finishing work at twelve have to do with me?’

Fifth floor, huh. So they were on the same floor. This was...