Doomsday Infinite Escape

Chapter 472 No. 99 in the Fog

"Is it foggy tomorrow?"

Fang Lin has been waiting for several days, until this morning, the window was hazy, and he didn't know why his heart throbbed strongly.The more you know about the No. 99 restaurant, the more you feel the mystery inside, like a wayward shop, the taste is so lingering.

And... all the people who took the test once disappeared, and there is no trace of them on the Internet.It stands to reason that modern people are accustomed to using the Internet, and social accounts have been used for several years, so it cannot be canceled just by canceling.

This adds a touch of weirdness to the atmosphere.

"You can't take the chopsticks away..."

Fang Lin murmured, *******, and walked outside.The roommate raised his head and asked casually, "Where are you going so early in the morning?"

"go to eat."

Fang Lin replied without turning his head, for fear that the fog would lift and he would not be able to go to that shop.And why can I find that shop only when it is foggy? This is a point that many people have confirmed.The autumn and winter mornings were a bit chilly, and Fang Lin tightened his clothes after feeling the coldness.

The bus hadn't started running in the morning, so he could only walk there. Fortunately, the distance was not too far, and it took about half an hour to walk there.

The fog is thick, and the fog is even thicker after arriving at Qinglin Street, and the shops on both sides are hazy and invisible.He walked directly towards the innermost place.

No. 85... No. 87...

It was almost a number away until we reached the shop No. 97. If it was placed in the past, this place would be the end.Next to it is a solid wall, separating Qinglin Street from a straight road.But at this moment when he turned his head to look, the place that was originally a wall suddenly opened up, and he could see the faint ancient attic building.

"This is……"

Fang Lin's eyes widened, and he walked over to take a closer look. It was really shop No. 99!
"How could this be...why does it only appear when there is fog!"

He knew that there was no such shop here. He had been to Qinglin Street no less than five times, and no matter how many times he counted, it was only No. 98 each time.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have turned his head and left long ago when he saw this strange scene.

But now he sniffed it, and there was a fresh smell, not the strong smell of oily smoke, but the kind of sweetness that was described in the book, and it was spreading from the open door at this moment, letting the coveted.

Fang Lin hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation and walked in. No matter whether it was opened by someone or not, it would be good for him to go in and see for himself.And posting it on the Internet can also gain popularity...

With a creak, the door opened.

The interior is still decorated with antiques, the square table is wiped clean, the chopstick barrel is placed on it, and the wooden chopsticks are brown.Everything is normal, just like any other restaurant except it is a bit deserted.Fang Lin walked in step by step and looked around curiously.

"anyone there?"

He shouted, and the sound echoed in the room, and the room was so quiet that it was uncomfortably quiet.

The bead curtain was lifted, and a woman with a soft complexion came out from the inside. The woman had fair complexion, bright eyes, and a clean temperament that could not be seen outside.

"Hello, what would you like to eat?"

(End of this chapter)