Penitent hand, trembling slightly

The front desk glanced at him, and said sharply: "What murder? Why did you decide the matter with a single word? Don't let other hotels send us to disturb our business! Chef Huang has recently been ill. It’s not too neat, and I have to prepare dinner for you at such a late hour, and we don’t want to see any of us pass out from exhaustion for a while, everyone is dead, I think it’s better to send them to the back mountain and bury them as soon as possible.”

The old Chinese medicine man also lowered his face, and his crutches slammed on the ground: "You little girl usually looks honest, how can you speak so viciously? According to you, it was all of us who killed people." ?”

The front desk yawned: "I didn't say that."

The old Chinese medicine man was so angry that his beard trembled: "If I can't leave now..."

Xiaobao's family next to him didn't know that the road was blocked and the muddy water "eat" people. Hearing this, he couldn't help being startled, and immediately asked: "Why can't I go?!"

A few people next to them told them the situation at that time in a hurry. After talking like this, everyone knew about it except Xi Tian and Qu Jing who had been silent upstairs.

Now they can't leave here, there is still a corpse with its head stuck in the hot soup in the kitchen, everyone's faces are full of worries, fear and helplessness enveloped the entire hotel.

Shen Maomao always feels that such a routine is a bit familiar, the closed environment, the sudden appearance of corpses, if you add people with different purposes...

She couldn't help looking at Lou Jingmo, but found that Lou Jingmo was also looking at her.

Shen Maomao was startled, then leaned over and said, "Sister Lou...do you think this routine looks familiar?"

Lou Jingmo nodded: "I know what you're thinking."

Golden Retriever: "??" So what are you thinking? ? ?

However, the two of them played tricks and didn't speak out. The golden retriever scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, but he didn't want to understand what they knew.

The Chinese medicine practitioner suffered a lot at the front desk, and decided not to find a solution from her, and turned around to mobilize everyone: "Please go upstairs to find out, see if there are still people who have not come down, and call them all down for a meeting. Let's discuss what to do about this..."

Nobody wants to ask for trouble.

Lou Jingmo thought for a while, then stood up: "Let's call someone on the third floor."

The Chinese doctor stroked his beard happily: "Look at the little girl, and look at the big men here..."

The men couldn't hold back their faces, so they could only stand up: "Then let's go to the second floor? Mister, why don't you go with us?"

A group of people went upstairs in a mighty manner. Shen Maomao saw the group of people driving the old Chinese doctor downstairs, and quickly closed the elevator door again.

The golden retriever was attracted by himself in the mirror. He stroked his red hair, and the expression on his face was about to cry or not, which looked a bit funny.

Lou Jingmo said: "There is something wrong with Chef Huang's death."

The golden retriever came back to his senses: "How do you say?"

"I can't tell." Lou Jingmo said truthfully, "He died too casually."

There was no reason, no sign, and he died suddenly, inexplicably, almost under their noses, and people couldn't find a clue even if they tried to reason.

The third floor arrived soon, and Shen Maomao stood in the corridor and howled: "Is there anyone else? Something happened down there! Someone is dead! Be careful placing orders!"

A head poked out from the side of the large room, Qu Jing clawed at the crack of the door, and hooked her fingers at Shen Maomao and the others.

Shen Maomao walked over.

Qu Jing said cautiously: "Is it the murderer you mentioned?"

Shen Maomao shook his head: "I don't know, but you can't leave now if you want to." He explained the matter to her again.

Qu Jing's face couldn't help becoming paler after hearing this, she opened the door, and before Shen Maomao could see what was going on inside, she closed the door again, muttering, "There's a problem here... just rescued When I came back, I was frightened and stupid, and I didn’t have time to tell you: Xi Tian and I walked out and it started to rain. After walking a few meters, the mudslides came crashing down..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head: "I think... this mountain... doesn't want us to go..."

Shen Maomao patted her on the shoulder, not knowing what to say to comfort her.

Will that let you go?What else do you make of horror movies?If the hero and heroine of horror movies had your awareness, there wouldn't be so many deaths.

While the two were talking, the golden retriever had already knocked on the door from beginning to end, but did not get any response.

The third floor was not fully occupied, but now only Xi Tian and Qu Jing stayed downstairs.

Qu Jing said: "Xi Tian's legs and feet are inconvenient, and now he has passed out again. It's the same when I go down to talk with you."

So the four of them went downstairs together.

Qu Jing naturally sat down with them, and the threesome turned into a foursome temporarily.

After waiting for a while, the two men and the doctor of medicine led the three of them down. The doctor of medicine said, "There is one person who refuses to enter, and refuses to come down. The rest of the people should be here."

All the residents of the hotel were completely gathered this time. Shen Maomao counted around, and counted nine players and eighteen npcs. The number of npcs was exactly twice that of players.

In addition to the residents, two other employees of the hotel also came to the meeting. Only the front desk looked indifferent to everything and continued to play with their fingers in the chair.

"It's hard to talk about it now, let's talk about the dead chef first." The old man took the lead to point the finger at the two employees, "Who among you knows this Chef Huang better?"

The cleaner shook her head: "I usually do my own work and don't get involved in other things. I haven't talked to anyone except Xiao Fu at the front desk."

Miss Chuancai raised her hand tremblingly: "I... I know Chef Huang very well."

The Chinese doctor asked, "How is his body normally?"

"It's... quite healthy."

"That's it." The Chinese medicine doctor nodded, "Then it's definitely not a suicide or an accident."

Shen Maomao: "??"

what?Usually good health is not suicide and accident?This logic really deserves a book.

The Chinese medicine doctor said again: "Do you know who he has a gap with?"

Miss Chuancai: "This... I don't know... Chef Huang is usually very kind, everyone is smiling, how could there be a gap with life?"

He asked several questions in a row, and Miss Chuancai answered them one by one, knowing everything, but it was not of much use.

The old man was a little anxious, and he thought about going to see the scene, saying that he might be able to find some clues from above.

In the end, Sister Hong laughed at him and said, "Even if there is any clue, it must have been destroyed long ago, right?"

Miss Chuancai said weakly, "The kitchen...the kitchen does go through the back door."

The old man was anxious: "Why didn't you say that just now?!"

The girl cried and said, "I... I was too scared to forget about it!"

Sister Hong rolled up her sleeves: "Let me tell you, men are not as meticulous as women. You old man wants to lead us because of his age, and you don't have the ability to lead. You might as well give up your position and replace it with someone who understands."

"I just don't understand the matter!" The old man blew his beard and stared, "Even if there are no clues, as long as the body is still there, I can find clues from it!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about his fear, and walked to the kitchen angrily.

Everyone saw him enter the kitchen, and within two seconds there was an exclamation from inside.

Lou Jingmo made a decisive decision, stood up and rushed over, followed by several bold players and npcs.

"The corpse...the corpse is gone?" The old man seemed to be frightened and sat on the ground, lying alone on the crutch, pointing forward with one hand, his fingertips trembling slightly.

I saw that there was no one in front of the pot where the corpse was lying, and the chef's body disappeared, leaving only a pot of broth that had solidified on the surface.

Lou Jingmo walked into the kitchen, squatted on the ground and observed for a while, there were some shiny water stains on the ground leading to the back door of the kitchen, shining yellow light under the incandescent lamp, which looked exactly like the pot of broth.

She stretched out her index finger to wipe it, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, and it really smelled like broth, so she said, "It's here."

Someone took Chef's body away.

Of course, it is also possible that the corpse walked out by itself.

A group of people continued to walk along the soup mark, and the back door of the kitchen was directly connected to the back mountain.It was getting late, and the back mountain was not bright enough, and as far as the eye could see, there were trees straight up into the sky, and it was impossible to see one, two, three for a while.

With the height of the bushes outside, hiding a murderer and a corpse is a breeze.

The group returned without success, Lou Jingmo thought of something, reached out to grab Shen Maomao's hand, but she nimbly dodged it.She frowned suddenly and looked over coldly.

Shen Maomao raised his hands in surrender: "Sister, can you wash your hands first?"

Lou Jingmo: "..."

The two went to the women's restroom in a group. Sister Hong was worried that something would happen to her subordinates, so she asked them to take a few people with her. After all, those who are left alone in horror movies always end badly.

So a group of people entered the toilet in a mighty way, and Shen Maomao solved the physical problem by the way, and then went to find Lou Jingmo who was waiting for her in front of the sink.

Lou Jingmo wiped his hands on his clothes casually, and typed on his mobile phone to show her: "Go outside and look at the light signs in a while."

Shen Maomao was puzzled.

Lou Jingmo was too lazy to type: "Just go if you are told, and stop talking nonsense to me."

Shen Maomao groaned: "Hey, you are so overbearing~"

Lou Jingmo: "..."

All the other people who had solved their physical problems also came out, and a group of people squeezed out when they came, and went back to their seats.

Shen Maomao made an excuse to go out to breathe, and went out together with the golden retriever.

The golden retriever was dragged out by her in a daze, just about to say something, but when he looked up, he blurted out a sentence: "Why is this lamp broken?!"

There are six characters for Soul Harbor Hotel. At this time, the lights of half of the characters are not on. At first glance, I thought it was Fire Harbor Hotel, and the character "fire" was half a head shorter than the other characters.

At the same time, Sister Hong's exclamation came from the room: "Why are there so few people?!"

The author has something to say: I have a lot of things to do when I just got home, after a while, I will try to code Braille more every day qwq

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