Ivan looked at Stepan's cunning face and couldn't speak for a moment.

If Stepan denied letting him go to the bathroom, he wouldn't be able to come up with any evidence. Once his identity as a waiter was exposed, no one would believe his words at that time, and instead involved why he wanted to go to Hank's room.

Ivan thought to himself, why did I encounter such a difficult person recently? I originally wanted to make a decision on this matter, and at the same time, Stepan was tight-lipped about what happened when he saw him coming out of room b42, but he didn't expect that the old man would turn the tables.

He was a veteran, but he was captured by the people from the Special High School class here and forced by Ding Zhongliang to find the printing plate. Now even Stepan has not bought his account, and he has caught up with all the unlucky things.

Ivan laughed dryly and stood up. "Very good, Mr. Stepan, very good, you will pay for it."

Stepan remained silent and just shrugged.

Ivan grabbed the 0 ruble bill on the coffee table and walked out of the room.

Ivan returned to his room, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

I have to teach this Stepan a lesson, but how should I start? Besides, he doesn’t have time now and there are more important things to consider now.

Ivan is a scheming liar. On the day the hotel was blocked, he disguised himself as if Hank had been pretended to be Hank, and went to the front desk to pay the room for a week. His purpose was to prevent others from living in room B42, so that Hank's body could be delayed.

He originally thought that the lockdown would be lifted for two or three days, but he didn't expect that the week would pass, and there was no sign of the lockdown being lifted for a long time. These days he often chatted with waiters and found that they had noticed that Hank had not appeared for a week, so he could no longer pretend to be Hank to prepay the room fee and extend his stay.

On this side, Ding Zhongliang repeatedly forced himself to retrieve the printing plate, but the printing plate is now in Mingyang's hands. If he wants to take it, he will definitely not be able to get it back. Unless he can take it out for 30,000 yuan, but he will not have 30,000 yuan. On the other hand, if he is forced to force him, Ding Zhongliang doesn't know what he will do.

Hank's body will be discovered soon. What is now against him is that Stepan may have seen him come out of that room, and Mr. Yu entered that room and regarded him as Hank. Both of them can prove that he had been in Hank's room.

Mr. Yu must not dare to say it out because he had a printed plate in his hand, and he was afraid that he would expose him. However, the old man Stepan was not good at it, and maybe he would use Hank's affairs to hold himself.

What's even more terrifying is that Liu Xingye, the detective of the Harbin Police Department, is here. If he finds Hank's body, he will be able to find himself soon.

No, I have to find a way to get rid of all this, and I have to deal with it before Liu Xingye finds the body.

Like all those who have heard of Liu Xingye's reputation, Ivan is also afraid of this Manchukuo detective.

He sat on the sofa and frowned and thought about it, bad ideas came out one by one.

Finally, he thought of an idea, thinking that you were unlucky. It was really a peer who met his peers, which made you not discuss it.

...

...

Ivan came to the cafe and saw Yu Mingyang sitting alone behind a table, drinking coffee while looking out the window bored.

Ivan walked to the table and sat down.

Since the two of them have traded, they have tried their best to avoid meeting each other. Even if they see each other, they will hide away from each other. If they accidentally encounter each other, they will pretend not to know each other.

Yu Fei turned around and saw that Ivan was a little surprised. He quickly looked around and then whispered to Ivan: "What are you here for? Now we should try to avoid meeting."

Ivan smiled and said, "What are you nervous? Now this place is blocked. Everyone gathers here. Every day, they look up and see each other. It's not surprising that we meet."

The waiter came over and Ivan asked for a cup of coffee.

Yu Fei looked around again. "What's the matter with you? You have to see me?"

"It's nothing, it's just too boring. Mr. Yu, can you find a way to get out of here?"

"Why leave? The police did not doubt us. I heard that they were just investigating drug killing cases. Of course, the poisoning was fucked enough. To kill poisoning, another one was poisoned. However, what does this have to do with us? We do nothing now, but it is very safe. If we do something, it will attract their attention."

Ivan stirred the spoon in the coffee cup and shook his head with a smile. "Mr. Yu, I'm afraid you still don't understand some situations. Haven't you heard of them? The police are investigating the drug and murder case openly, but are actually investigating the counterfeit banknote case found here."

"What?" Yu Fei was surprised, "How did you know?"

"I don't have any specialties, I just have long ears and know a little about everything. Of course, now the police just found that someone used counterfeit money in this restaurant, but no one was found yet."

Yu Fei touched the printing plate in his chest pocket. "Where did the printing plate come from here with me?"

"I bought that pair of printing plates from a person here, maybe it was a fake money used by this guy."

"Didn't you say that the printed counterfeit money can be faked and real? How could someone find it?"

"That person shouldn't be used in this restaurant. People here use more foreign currency and not much Manchurian currency. It happened to be blocked by the police. Most people can't see it as fake money, but some police can see it because they do this specifically. If they use it on the street, it won't attract attention. It's too conspicuous to use fake money here."

Yu Fei was so angry that he cursed: "Damn it, why did that bitch who raises a bitch use fake money here?"

"Maybe he wants to try how it works."

"It's so damn, I can't try it, but I just try it here. It's time for us to be unlucky, and it's blocked by the police again."

Seeing Yu Fei's angry look, Ivan was secretly happy and said, "Mr. Yu, do you think it's necessary to consider how to leave here?"

Yu Fei said that he had observed it in the past few days. There were policemen at the door and on the nearby streets. It was impossible to get out of the gate. The only way might be to sneak out of the window at night.

"Go out of the window? It's OK on the first floor, but what should I do if I'm above the second floor?"

Yu Fei smiled slightly. "This is difficult for others, but not for me."

Ivan suddenly realized that Yu Mingyang was a thief, and he was walking on the eaves and walls like walking on flat ground. Of course, this building could not help him.

Ivan yawned in a boredom. "You can do it, we're miserable. We're stuck here all day. These days are so boring. We can only play cards every night."

"I think you must bet something. The people here are so rich, and the bet is probably not small."

"The bet is really not small. Maybe everyone is crazy. Only big bets can make them excited. I lost almost half of the ten thousand yuan. Fortunately, I sold the printing plate to you, so there are another 20,000 yuan in my hand. I thought I lost so many times and it's time for me to change my luck tonight."

Yu Fei felt a little moved when he heard this.

The cost here is quite expensive, and he also spent a lot of money. He originally planned to get 30,000 yuan with diamonds, but later he changed his mind and asked for the printing plate instead of asking for money. However, in this way, he didn't have much money on hand. When he heard that Ivan still had more than 20,000 yuan in hand, he was moved.

He also picked up the spoon and stirred the coffee, and asked in a pretentious interest: "Are you still playing cards tonight?"

"Of course I've played. Now I'm trapped here all day and do nothing but playing cards. I'll play for at least three or four hours each time. Sometimes I'll play until midnight, otherwise, Mr. Yu, you'll come and play too?"

"I'll forget it," Yu Fei took a sip of coffee, "I'm not as rich as you."

Ivan laughed. "Actually, Mr. Yu, you are the richest among us. You are richer than everyone here," he pointed to Yu Fei's chest, "but your money has not been printed yet, hahaha."
Chapter completed!