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Chapter 34 The Strange Hotel
"Yeah, breakfast! Do you want some? This place is famous in Philadelphia, traditional pizza. Made with octopus, tomato, red pepper slices and smoked mozzarella cheese." O'Neill adjusted his seat Chair, in order to put down his two pairs of fat legs.He said displeasedly: "Your car doesn't look like a rich man should drive! Don't tell me, the famous detective has no money."

Hunter glanced at the guy and asked, "This job is not popular, is it?"

O'Neill immediately nodded deeply, "Ha, you still have some wisdom. That's right! A business trip to a small town that doesn't shit.

I had never heard of that place before this!To cooperate with the local police in investigating the damn missing persons case, and I don't have law enforcement authority there yet!
No one will rush to do this job! "

Hunter smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will have certain law enforcement powers. By the way, I understand very well now why Director Tommy sent you to that place to handle the case."

O'Neill wiped the pizza crumbs from his mouth, and threw it on the car casually, "Stop flaunting your law enforcement powers, you're just a damn little consultant with connections. But, you're right, such a The case is very difficult, of course Director Tommy will send a person with strong ability to go.

Listen, you have to follow my command throughout this mission.I don't care what status you have in the Department of Homeland Security, you have to listen to me! "

Hunter almost laughed out loud, he wasn't angry now.

This Mr. O'Neill is really stupid and funny!

I asked myself first, this kind of mission would not be popular in the police station, and then said, I understand that he received the mission.

Obviously mocking this guy, he is incompetent and a waste.

However, O'Neill is still boastful and proud.

People who are stupid enough to be funny don't make people angry.

If you are addicted to this kind of person, often, he will pull you into his own low IQ situation and defeat you with his familiar moves.

Hunter didn't want to talk nonsense with this kind of person, he just squinted his eyes slightly, stepped on the accelerator, and showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had some idea in his heart.

Along the way, Hunter was silent, and O'Neill was talking nonsense.

At the beginning, Hunter was still sly and taunting casually.

That O'Neill couldn't hear it at all.

Later, Hunter couldn't stand the grumbling guy, and gave him a slap in the back of the neck when he turned his head and threw the cartons everywhere through the window.

After learning many skills of Guan Yuming, plus his physical fitness value, Hunter is already a good special soldier.

With this blow, O'Neill was accurately and easily knocked into a coma.

Then, the whole world fell silent.

It takes nearly twenty hours to drive from Philadelphia to the small town of Custer.

Hunter drove all the way. Although the Ford car he was driving cost less than five thousand dollars, it was a lot of cars.

However, it does not affect driving speed at all.

There was no parking along the way, so I bought some hot dogs and hamburgers on the side of the road for dinner, and continued on my way.

Until late at night, almost twelve o'clock, when it came to Ohio.

Hunter carefully paid attention to the roadside signage, turned into the side road, and drove towards a hotel called the Red Lion.

Here is located in the wilderness, there is only one winding road.

The Red Lion Hotel is a typical road hotel.

The main road is connected by a gravel road.

Often this kind of hotel is used by people who are stuck in long-distance trucks.

After parking the car, Hunter looked back and forth, and found that there was only a small pickup truck in the crude wilderness parking lot except him.

Shaking O'Neill awake, he looked around sleepily and muttered, "Where are we? What happened? My neck hurts."

Hunter showed a brisk smile, "Oh, it's nothing, you seem to be too tired and fell asleep! It's already night, I'll find a hotel, have something to sleep and leave tomorrow!"

"Is that so?" O'Neill asked suspiciously, opened the car door, and complained: "Oh, damn it. This cheap hotel, let's finish all this quickly, I can't bear these dirty country life!"

Hunter ignored him, took out his backpack from the trunk, and walked straight to the hotel.

He has very little salute, there are only two thin clothes for a change in his backpack, and the rest are all ammunition.

The hotel is all bungalows and wooden houses, which looks more like a farmhouse.

Opening the door, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with weird food came out.

O'Neill immediately muttered and complained.

Sitting at the bar at the front desk was a thin old man with disheveled gray hair and gloomy eyes.

He showed his smoky teeth and said hoarsely, "I'm Hubert, welcome to come."

Hunter took a few glances at the old man and took out his ID, "Hello, Hunter! My companion, O'Neill. We want to book two rooms, single room."

Old Man Hubert: "Okay, there are ordinary single rooms and double rooms here. Equipped with bath and air conditioning. It is a rare road hotel. If you have other needs, such as solving lonely girls.

We can also invite by phone.But it takes an hour to wait and add money. "

Hunter shook his head, "No need, just some food."

O'Neill covered his nose and sneered, "Ha, there are beautiful girls in the country? I don't want to get sick! This place stinks. Wow, beautiful girl!"

Suddenly, there was a noise and the door opened.

Three men and two women, all young people, appeared in front of them.

O'Neill happened to meet them face to face.The beautiful companion who was stared at by him was originally joking with others, but when he heard this, he immediately stepped forward and gave him a hard look.

This man had the same build as O'Neill, but was muscular, with a dark face and an unfriendly posture.

O'Neill admitted his cowardice, he dodged the opponent, and moved his mouth silently behind them.

Hunter snickered, regardless of these things, he noticed that this group of people were out for an outing.

After Hubert completed the room card, Hunter bid farewell to O'Neill and went to his room alone.

Passing through the small bungalow in front, there is a big yard behind.

There are two rows of houses, forming a semi-enclosed shape with the front room.

The two rows of houses are connected together, and there are numbers on the doors.

Hunter walked to his room, stopped and listened for a while, and there was a slight knocking sound in the distance.

He didn't hear the details, so he opened the door.

Fortunately, the room was clean inside, a small white bed, a chair and table, and nothing else.

After putting down the salute, Hunter came to the hall, where all the guests tonight were sitting.

Apart from him, O'Neill, and the boss, there were only the group of young people who came in just now.

A small hotel in the wild without so many services.

This welcome room is not only the reception, the bar, but also the restaurant.

After eating, everyone went back to rest.

The group of young people on the road were playing and fighting, looking very happy.

But this time, Hunter stopped at the door of his room and observed for half a minute.

Because, he noticed that a glimmer of light had just flashed in a small independent warehouse not far away.

Knowing that he would encounter trouble, Hunter was a little cautious.

He didn't take a closer look at the first time, but went back to the room first.

(End of this chapter)