As a result of that, he got the wrong person.
“The last time you were here…” The manager frowned and squinted his eyes, trying hard to recall the last time when Shane visited their hotel.
He thought about it for a while and suddenly he exclaimed with surprise.
“What’s the matter?” Shane frowned.
The manager replied in a hurry, “Two months ago, a lady came and requested to see the security footage of that same night.”
“A lady?” Shane blurted. “Was it Jasmine?”
“I’ve seen Ms. Jasmine before, it was not her,” the manager shook his head.
“Then, who was it?” Shane asked and tightened his fists.
Could it be the person who saved him?
The manager stroked his chin and dug deep into his memory. “I don’t know her name,” he said thoughtfully, “but she was very pretty.”
“What significance does this have?” Silas rolled his eyes speechlessly. “There are so many pretty women all around. How on earth do we trace this person based on your description?”
The manager chuckled awkwardly.
Shane’s lip tightened, “Alright, tell me why she wanted access to the security footage that night.”
“I think it was because that lady suspected that she had gone into the wrong room that night, so she came back for an affirmation,” the manager answered.
“Went into the wrong room? What do you mean?” Shane further inquired.
The manager scratched his head, “Alright, so this was what happened—that lady’s room number ended with a six, and your room number ended with a nine. However, the number nine was loose at that time and it overturned and became a six. Therefore, that lady saw the number wrongly and entered your room.”
Silas took in a breath of incredulity. “That’s not right as well. The lady who entered the wrong room is your true savior, but why was Jasmine the first person you saw after you regained consciousness? It couldn’t be that Jasmine entered the wrong room as well?”
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