I am in the Liver Treasure Box in the World of Beast Control

"Help-"

"There's a ghost!!!"

"ah--"

Late that night, several screams were heard from a high-end hotel in Jiuhua City, each one higher than the other. People who didn't know it thought they were reporting a high-pitched contest.

Some customers were forced to wake up from their dreams.

"I understand your feelings very well. Please rest assured that we will definitely check it out and give you an explanation."

While patiently appeasing the complaining guests at the front desk.

"Tap tap tap——"

A group of disheveled customers rushed out from the stairs, with frightened expressions on their faces and trembling as if they were suffering from Parkinson's disease. I don't know whether they were frightened or cold.

After working in the hotel industry for so many years, I have never seen any strange customers. There are really not many customers who come here at one time.

The front desk braced itself and prepared to deal with this group of troublesome guests.

After entering the lobby, they saw the soft lights, the smiling front desk lady, and the strong security guard. They calmed down and became bolder.

The temperature in the hall was not as high as in the room, the effect of adrenaline disappeared, and the group of people felt the cold again.

The leading man with ribs shivered, so he put on shorts and slippers. He was in such a hurry on the way down that one of his slippers fell off on the road.

At this time, he was standing in the hall holding a slipper and wearing underpants. He didn't look like a normal person, and the other people's appearance was not much better than him.

Some guests who came to check in late at night saw them and stayed away.

The man with ribs didn't pay attention to the pressure his appearance brought to others. He patted the cabinet at the front desk to encourage himself and said in a trembling voice: "This hotel of yours is not clean."

The smile at the front desk remained unchanged. She didn't think about it unscientifically for a moment. She just thought that the cleaning was not done properly and was discovered by the customers.

"Hello, may I ask where there is a hygiene problem? Our hotel has a cleaning team in each room to serve you 24 hours a day. I will contact them for you now."

The man with ribs waved a slipper and argued incoherently, "It's either that it's not clean, or something suddenly appeared in the room, and you may not be able to see it yet."

The front desk suddenly realized, "You said ghosts are wild extraordinary creatures. Don't worry, the hotel is equipped with the latest expulsion equipment to prevent the invasion of wild extraordinary creatures."

"It has nothing to do with supernatural beings," Spare Rib Man retorted, "We were watching a horror movie, and halfway through, the characters from the TV series walked out of the TV."

Other followers also testified on his behalf.

"Every one of us saw it."

"This is certainly not the ability of extraordinary creatures."

"I'm scared to death."

"Okay, can I ask the security guard to go up and check with you? Which room you mentioned is, and I'll register it for you."

The front desk did not refute, but called the security guards on duty and asked them to go up with the guests to check.

At the same time, she calmly asked for relevant information about the other party. She suspected that these people had taken some prohibited substances to have such hallucinations.

"Yes... how much is it?" The man with ribs scratched his head and turned to look at the crowd behind him, "Fat man, which room is yours?"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no reply.

A hand from the back row was raised, and a weak voice sounded, "It seems he didn't come down."

"Let's go and save him!" Short winter melon, who usually plays well with acne boys, immediately stood up. Both of them were at the bottom of the small circle.

The man with ribs asked loudly: "The security guards didn't even come, so you go to rescue me?"

Short Winter Melon suddenly stopped talking. Compared with his friends, his own life was more important.

…

After getting blankets from the front desk, a group of people wrapped themselves in blankets and waited for the security to arrive.

The hotel security guard is very good-looking. Not to mention his strength, he is tall and strong. Even the beast that follows him is majestic and majestic. He makes you feel safe just by looking at him.

Seeing the arrival of security guards, they were relieved.

They started arguing again about who should lead the way.

You still have a friend in the room, is it really okay to have a fight like this?

The receptionist sighed and looked at the security guard.

"Hotel security know the hotel well and they can help."

…

At the door of the room, the man with ribs hid far away, not daring to approach the door at all.

The same goes for other followers.

If the front desk had not indicated that the guests were not present, the security would not have opened the door privately, and they would not have been willing to return to the room.

What just happened scared them out of their wits.

Just because they like watching horror movies doesn't mean they want to deal with monsters head-on.

A female ghost suddenly appeared close to them, which would frighten everyone to death.

"The room is right here, you go in first, we will wait outside."

The man with ribs pointed at the door and said to the security guard.

The security guard visually measured the distance between him and the door.

10 meters away, is this very close?

Opening the door, a resentful voice came from the crack in the door and echoed in the empty corridor.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"You... listen, are there any strange sounds?"

The Spare Rib Man pointed to the room and swallowed.

The others took a step back, unwilling to go in even to death. If it weren't for the security guard blocking the way, they would have scattered away now.

The security captain rolled his eyes inconspicuously, and took out a trembling little fat man from behind the sofa in the room. He was the one who made the strange sound.

When he was taken out, he was still shaking and crying louder.

"It's okay." The security guard patted him on the back.

It was too difficult for him to comfort the customers. He had already said that the hotel should recruit more good-looking security guards, but the superiors did not agree.

"Uncle, help me, there is a ghost."

When he saw the person coming, the little fat man hung on to the security guard like a koala and refused to let go no matter what. The snot and tears on his face were all stuck to the security guard.

The customer is God, the customer is God.

The security guard clenched his fists and muttered silently in his mind.

He forced out an "amiable" smile and said, "It's your illusion. We need to talk about science."

"Absolutely impossible, there must be a ghost."

"Your hotel is talking nonsense."

…

The quarrel in the corridor was so loud that the guests next door were also affected and opened the door impatiently.

Just as he was about to curse, he saw a dark group of people looking towards him.

I was the one who interrupted.

The guests carefully closed the door and pretended that nothing happened, for fear of making any noise and disturbing them.

Listening to the guests' so-called evidence, the security guard silently picked up the phone.

It's better to report to the patrol team first. The things on the table look familiar. It's the end of the year and I'll see if I can send some results to my brothers in the patrol team.

The man with ribs also saw something on the table with his peripheral vision. He panicked and wanted to go over and destroy the corpse, but was restrained by the security guard who had been staring at him.

It's all over!

Isn't that thing well hidden? Why did it suddenly arrive on the table?

Is there a ghost?

The man with ribs collapsed on the floor, his eyes dull.

Outside the hotel.

A certain little cutie who was panting from exhaustion had hidden merit and fame.

"Mask~"

After scaring so many people at once and taking out the things they had hidden, I was so exhausted that I asked for more time online when I got back.

Some people returning home late at night vaguely heard its voice, shuddered, wrapped up their clothes tightly, and walked home faster.