It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 108 106 Guardiola: There is an undercover! (Daily transition)

After the celebration, the next day, Charles went to Rome with the entire Barcelona team.

For important games like this, the team will prepare in advance, and the head coach generally doesn't need to pay too much attention to such preparations.

Just got off the plane and got on the bus to the hotel. In addition to Guardiola's earnest instructions on the bus, Charles looked out of the window and saw all kinds of fans on both sides of the road like a tide trying to drown the bus.

"We have booked a hotel in advance, right in the city center," Guardiola said, standing at the front of the bus, holding a microphone. "When we get to the hotel, we can move freely, but we must go back to the room to rest before 10 o'clock in the evening."

Vilanova took the microphone handed over by Guardiola and continued to explain the precautions.

The bus continued to move forward and slowly entered the center of Rome - the Vie Veneto district.

Henry pointed out the window. "This is the Trevi Fountain, also known as the Trevi Fountain. According to local legend, visitors can make three wishes when throwing three coins into the Trevi Fountain. After the coins fall into the fountain pool, the three wishes made by the visitors will come true."

There is always a large crowd of people queuing up to throw coins into this wishing fountain, and about 3000 euros can be thrown into it a day.

But it is illegal to pick up money from it, and there are police cars all around.

On cleaning day, the coins in the fountain are cleared out and used to give to those in need.

The car continued to move forward, and soon the Spanish Palace came into view. Not far from the Spanish Palace, about fifty meters away, was the Champions League hotel where Barcelona was staying - the Monti Hotel.

When I got off the car, the first thing I saw was not the hotel, but a large circle of reporters surrounding the hotel entrance.

As was the previous practice, Charles and Messi stayed in the same room.

Vilanova walked into his room, picked up the hotel flyer on the table and read it carefully.

"Oh no, Pep," Vilanova hurried into the meeting room with the hotel flyer in his hand.

Guardiola in the conference room looked up toward the door, "What's wrong, Tito?"

Vilanova slammed the flyer on the table. "Oh my God, how did the logistics department choose this hotel?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the words on the flyer: "The Monti Hotel was built in 1887, making it 122 years old."

"Is it because this is a four-star hotel that you made the decision without thinking twice?"

Guardiola picked up the flyer on the table with a serious face, "Let's go check the water problem in the room now. No, you go to Charles' room first and tell him not to touch the water."

……

The minimum daily charge for a single room is 560 euros, while the daily charge for a luxury suite is 1480 euros.

This is more expensive than a ticket to the Champions League final.

You should know that tickets for the Champions League final are divided into four levels, the cheapest is 70 euros and the most expensive is only 200 euros.

Charles didn't know which arrangement Barcelona's logistics had made for them, but the room was red and yellow everywhere, and it looked like a wedding room or a haunted house. It was probably not cheap.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the hotel bed was double sized, so I didn’t have to sleep on the same bed with my teammates.

After putting his luggage away, Charles suddenly felt a little hungry. He looked at the time and found that it was time for dinner. He looked up and was almost scared - there was a mirror right in front of the bed.

Charles frowned and covered the mirror with a towel, otherwise he was afraid that when he got up in the middle of the night, he would be scared to death by the person in the mirror. "Leo, are you hungry?"

"The chefs shouldn't have prepared the delicious food yet, right?" Messi continued to organize things.

When going to away games, Barcelona's chefs will also go along, and they will also go with the ingredients purchased in Barcelona.

Although the players live in the hotel, all their meals are prepared by Barcelona's chefs, and the hotel only needs to provide a kitchen and a restaurant.

"Let's go take a look first, maybe they have prepared something to eat."

The two walked to the restaurant. The logistics staff were still moving the tables. They wanted to adjust the layout of all the items to be exactly the same as the Barcelona restaurant. "Hey, Charles, Leo, are you hungry? The food will be ready soon. Go back to the room and wait for a while."

"Okay," Hearing this, Ciel felt something was wrong, "Are you a new employee?"

But what neither of them expected was that when the "logistics staff" heard this, he immediately put down the chair in his hand and ran out to the other side of the door.

Charles and Messi looked at each other and said, "There's an undercover agent..." and chased after the "logistics personnel" together.

Vilanova looked for Charles everywhere but couldn't find him. Unexpectedly, he heard this just after he came out of Charles' room. He rushed over as if he was injected with chicken blood.

Just when the "logistics personnel" smugly thought they had gotten rid of Charles and Messi and were about to leave through the "safety door", they unexpectedly "met love" around the corner.

Without waiting for him to explain, Vilanova pushed him to the ground, his expression even more ferocious than his.

Charles and Messi rushed over one after another, and saw Vilanova's face flushed red. He held the hand of the "logistics staff" and said, "Tell me, did Manchester United send you?"

After seeing Charles and Messi coming, Vilanova's expression changed faster than Messi's change of direction, "Oh, Charles, Leo, you call the security now and go back."

As if remembering something, he said, "By the way, the water in the hotel hasn't been checked yet, Charles, don't touch it yet."

Soon, the security guards who received the call came in one after another and politely invited Charles and Messi back to the room.

……

"Mr. Vilanova, let me hold him down," the security captain grabbed the logistics worker's hand, "Tell me, who sent you?"

The "logistics staff" struggled on the ground, "No, no one sent me."

Vilanova called Guardiola and said, "There's an undercover agent, come here quickly..."

As soon as the call was hung up, Vilanova kicked the wall viciously, "It seems that you are ready to fight to the end. Garcia, go to the kitchen and get some chili sauce and a spoon. The spoon should be thinner."

Garcia, who was wearing a security uniform, tried to suppress his laughter and quickly ran towards the kitchen. "I know the spiciest one."

"I'm really not an undercover agent. I just want to steal tickets," the thief said with tears in his eyes. "The price of final tickets on the black market has reached several thousand pounds..."

Afraid that Vilanova would not believe her, she continued to explain in a tearful voice, "I stole a piece of clothing from the logistics room and changed into it, then I just wanted to go into the room and steal a few tickets... God, I swear, I really didn't mean to hurt Charles."

Guardiola had just arrived and heard this. He couldn't help but scream, "What? You want to hurt Charles! Unforgivable, unforgivable devil, how dare you?"

Vilanova quickly grabbed Guardiola, "Pep, calm down."

At this time, Garcia also ran over breathlessly with chili sauce and a long-handled thin spoon, "The food is ready."

Guardiola was so angry that he wanted to scratch him, but Vilanova quickly pushed him back and said, "Garcia, I leave it to you. I want to know the result in an hour." After Vilanova pushed Guardiola away, Garcia waved the spoon in his hand and shook it in front of the thief.

"Hehehe, I don't think you want to know how these peppers got into your anus, so tell the truth."

The thief looked at Garcia with tears in his eyes.

Are you a devil?
The tattoos on Satan's back are all about you!

"I'm really not an undercover agent sent by Manchester United, I really am not."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Garcia slowly opened the cap of the hot sauce bottle.

As the bottle cap was slowly unscrewed, the aroma of the chili sauce spread, and the thief's heart began to tremble, as if somewhere on earth was becoming hot.

"boom."

The cap of the chili bottle fell to the ground.

The air solidified instantly.

Garcia spoke slowly, "So it was Manchester United who paid you to stay at the Barcelona hotel and secretly put alum in Ciel's bath water, right?"

"No, it's really not..."

The thief was crying and wanted to continue explaining, but he saw Garcia put the spoon into the bottle of chili and kept stirring it. From time to time, the sound of the spoon hitting the bottle wall could be heard.

Garcia slowly scooped out a spoonful of hot pepper sauce. "Or to put it another way, you wanted to steal tickets when you were in London, and then after you were caught by Manchester United, in order to avoid going to the police, you had to help them put alum in Shire's bath water, right?"

"The guy who stole the tickets from Manchester United wasn't..."

"Ok?"

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right," the thief finally realized as he looked at the chili oil dripping from the spoon. "I was pretending to be a canteen worker at Manchester United and then went to Ferguson's office to steal tickets when I was discovered by the security guard."

"The overbearing Ferguson used this incident to threaten me and asked me to go to the hotel where Barcelona was staying and put alum in Charles' bath water," the thief glanced at Garcia again, "but I didn't want to make the best of a mistake and do something that would hurt others."

"boom."

"Very good. Someone from Real Madrid happened to be there at the time, trying to make a deal with Manchester United, and then they reached an agreement for you to murder Charles."

Garcia placed the bottle of chili pepper on the ground.

"Originally you didn't want to come to Rome, but you were afraid that Ferguson and Florentino were always monitoring you, so you came to the hotel, found the hotel security, and asked them to escort you to the newspaper office to expose this matter..."

Soon, the security guard who was holding the thief stood up by the collar and said, "Before you go to the newspaper office, let us help you recall the transaction between Real Madrid and Manchester United..."

……

After dinner, Charles wanted to read the newspaper, but all the newspapers in the hotel were about economics and literary reviews, and there was nothing Charles wanted to read.

After turning on the TV, Charles watched today's news with a vague understanding.

"On May 5, Barcelona and Manchester United will play the final match of this season's Champions League at the Olympic Stadium in Rome. Both sides have made full preparations for this match."

"Although Barcelona coach Guardiola stressed that he did not need much preparation, he also prepared his own words of encouragement for the players."

The scene changed and showed Guardiola being interviewed.

"I don't think I need to do too much for this game. I will observe the changes and progress on the field in detail and do my job as the head coach. The players know exactly what to do."

"Looking back to the Spanish national derby at the Bernabeu, we were told that it would be okay if we didn't win, after all, the team could still stay at the top of the table, but I made the fans and the players believe that this game was of great significance."

"It's the same situation now, you're facing probably the best team in the world, Manchester United."

"Think about it, the team has already had a perfect season and has won the championship it should have won. Now the team is aiming for another championship. If they want to win the championship, the team must play at 110%."

At this time, photos of Charles, Henry and Iniesta appeared on TV again.

"The reason why Guardiola is so confident is because of the return of his ace."

"After Henry and Charles' injuries became clear, Barcelona's midfield core is about to return."

"Andrés Iniesta has started training with physiotherapist Emily Richard and the intense training program is helping him recover quickly from the torn muscle in his leg."

"The Barcelona midfield dynamo believes his hard work will eventually pay off and he is confident of playing in the Champions League final next Thursday morning..."

Just as Charles was trying to figure out what the host said through the subtitles, the sound from the TV suddenly paused.

"An urgent message."

"On the 20th of this month, a man disguised himself as a Manchester United cafeteria worker and tried to sneak into the Old Trafford office to steal tickets for the Champions League final, but his identity was accidentally exposed by the security guard."

"At that time, Manchester United manager Ferguson was entertaining Real Madrid president Florentino in his office."

"When the two parties were discussing cooperation, they heard the noise outside the door."

"Then, Real Madrid president Florentino actually threatened the man and went to the hotel where Barcelona was staying in Rome and put alum in Charles' bath water."

"In the Champions League quarter-finals, when Barcelona played away against Lyon, Charles was sent to the hospital for treatment because of an allergic reaction to alum in his bath water."

"The man had to travel to Rome and eventually sought help from security at the Monti Hotel."

"Finally, with the help of the security guard, the man bravely stood up and reported what the two had done."

"Although there is no other evidence, this cannot but make us reflect..."

Charles was stunned when he heard this.

It turns out that Italy is also so good at reflection.

As for the reliability of the content, Charles thought about it and always felt it was fake.

If Florentino really wanted to do this, he would definitely find a third party to go through.

The most important thing is that the thief really changed into the clothes of Barcelona's logistics staff...

(End of this chapter)