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In the corridor, a burly man stopped in front of a room, accompanied by several companions. Looking up, the man saw a green light above the door indicating that the room had been cleaned, and his brow furrowed.
"Is this the place?"
"Yes... yes, sir, is there a problem?"
The cleaning staff following behind him looked nervous. The lobby manager knew what was happening, but these ordinary employees were in the dark.
These sturdy men had a brawny air about them, resembling the elite from some professional agency like the military. They had suddenly obtained room cards from the manager; could there be an issue here?
Had the person who stayed here before committed a crime?
The thought that she had just cleaned the room and might have destroyed evidence filled the cleaning staff with worry.
"Don't be nervous, we're just filming a show," said Ryan Lee Phi Philips, the leading man, who had immediately noticed the cleaner's unease and smiled, pointing to the camera behind him.
