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In the restaurant, other staff members arrived one after another. Xiao Pang was trying to chat with the person who entered the room first. The man should be a pastry chef, specializing in making some desserts and the like.In addition, there are other chefs, each responsible for their own work, with a clear division of labor and an orderly manner.

The kitchen is adjacent to the dining room. The windows are bright and clean, giving people a sense of luxury and comfort. The cabinets are free from dust, the knives are sharp and glowing coldly, and every item is in its proper position.

"Brother, just tell me if you need my help." Xiaopang followed behind the pastry chef, looking for a topic again.

The pastry chef didn't pause at all, and raised his head and smiled politely at Xiaopang. "It's okay, just stand there."

Hearing the same reply again, Xiaopang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Could it be that these are really just NPCs who only respond in a specific way?Fatty was a little reconciled, he could feel that the four old players were hiding something, and compared to Chen Baile and Xiao Zhengyan, who seemed easy to talk to, Fatty trusted Feng Linzhu and Wei Jiuhuai more.

Xiaopang was very concerned about what Feng Linzhu said, self-reliance is the way to survive. He vaguely felt that Feng Linzhu was reminding him of something, so he chose to stay in the restaurant instead of leaving with the large group.

While in a trance, there was a sudden bang not far away!There was a bang, followed by the shattering sound of glass. The sound was actually not deafening, but it seemed particularly abrupt in a quiet kitchen.

And almost in the next second, the faces of all the people in the restaurant changed, and then they squatted down in unison!

Xiaopang looked stunned, but when everyone around him squatted down, Xiaopang also subconsciously followed the movements of others and squatted down.

Fatty turned his gaze to the source of the sound, and found that it was the wine storage cabinet. The alcoholic was standing in front of the wine cabinet, salivating at the wine on the wine cabinet.

There are a lot of wine on the wine cabinet, red wine, white wine, beer, fruit wine, it looks dazzling and dazzling.

The alcoholic seemed to have seen gold all over the ground, the greed in his eyes was undisguised, and his body was trembling with excitement, which showed the extent of his madness.The alcoholic laughed wildly while taking wine out of the wine cabinet. Just because he was too excited when taking the wine, he accidentally dropped a bottle of wine.

Xiaopang wanted to step forward to stop it, but the next second his brain frantically warned him not to act rashly.Logically speaking, there are many staff members in the kitchen, and it should be the staff members who are the first to get angry and want to step forward to stop them, but all of them squatted on the ground in unison.

The two chefs near the wine cabinet were even paler, and then quickly fled from the alcoholic. After being far enough away, they also crouched on the ground. One of them seemed to be too frightened to lie on the ground.

Focusing on the drunkard, it seems that what the drunkard smashed just now was not a wine bottle, but a bomb, and everyone avoided it.

There was no sound in the kitchen for a moment of silence, except for the constant noise of the alcoholic taking the wine.Xiaopang vaguely felt that something was not right, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense, and everyone was like a statue.

The alcoholic also slowly regained his senses from the ecstasy, especially the scene where everyone around him was staring at him, but he didn't make a sound, which inexplicably sent chills down his spine. This strange success made him recover stingily. A trace of sanity.

Without the noise made by the drunkard, the whole kitchen could be called absolutely silent. You could hear a needle drop, and the silence reached a terrifying level.

Suddenly, from outside the door, there was a crisp bell sound from the depths of the corridor. The sound was gradually approaching, as if someone with a bell on his body was walking towards the kitchen.

Xiaopang's intuition was wrong, because at the moment the bell rang, the faces of everyone in the kitchen became even uglier, and everyone's faces were terrified.

Huge doubts enveloped Xiaopang, but knowing that this was not the time to ask, and seeing the appearance of other people as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Xiaopang did not dare to open his mouth, so he could only squat stiffly on the spot, motionless like everyone else pretending to be a statue.

The tinkling of bells outside the door came closer and closer, and finally outside the restaurant door, the bells died away.The dining room is connected to the kitchen. In the horror of chubby hair standing on end, the door of the dining room was opened. After the clear sound of the door opening, there was the sound of the bell continuing to move.

The drunkard naturally heard the sound, but maybe it was daytime, maybe it was because the alcohol was strong, and obviously some drunkards who had not sobered up picked up a wine bottle and walked towards the door connecting the kitchen and the dining room instead of retreating. . "Who! Who the hell is so unlucky, what kind of bells are you hanging! Ghosts! I'm not afraid of you!"

In the kitchen, everyone remained motionless, not even daring to turn their necks to see the situation at the door.

Xiaopang squatted in a very bad direction, because he was observing alcoholics before, so his back was facing the door, and he couldn't see the situation at the door, so he could only try his best to listen to the sound.

The door between the kitchen and the dining room was also opened, and the sound of the bell was no longer blocked, and it became clear in an instant.The sound of jingling bells hit the ears, making people feel chills all over.

The drunkard held up the wine bottle and didn't drop it for a long time. He stared at the "person" outside the door and trembled uncontrollably.

Xiaopang only heard a strange roar, like a beast or a human, and then the drunkard screamed in terror, which was different from the time when Wei Jiuhuai kicked him, full of fear and disbelief.

The drunkard's voice was only for a short moment, accompanied by the dull pounding sound, the screams weakened and disappeared until they disappeared.Then there was the sound of dragging, as if someone was pulling the alcoholic's body towards the door, and the tinkling bells sounded again, gradually drifting away.

The bell finally disappeared, and after a while, the people in the kitchen slowly stood up again.

Xiaopang immediately turned around to look at the door, but only saw a dazzling red, and the blood was still flowing slowly, spreading on the pure white floor.There was a solid substance on the bright red blood, Xiaopang refused to think about what it was, and the physiological reaction of vomiting was uncontrollable, Xiaopang rushed to the bathroom.

When Xiaopang came out of the bathroom, he found that the blood stains at the door had been cleaned up, the floor was once again spotless, and even the blood dripping on the door had been wiped clean.

The chefs were still nervously busy, doing their own work. The pastry chef passed by Xiaopang, looked up and smiled politely at Xiaopang. "No need to help, just don't hit anything."

Looking at the polite smile of the pastry chef, Xiaopang trembled uncontrollably, goosebumps crawled up, Xiaopang forced a smile with difficulty, then nodded, and froze on the spot.It wasn't until now that he realized that the pastry chef hadn't been being polite all along, but was really admonishing him to just stand there.

Chefs kept passing by, Xiaopang felt that he was about to suffocate, but he still suppressed his fear and went to the pastry chef to ask. "What was the bell just now? What was that just now?"

The pastry chef had already baked the dessert and was serving it out of the oven, and was puzzled by this. "The sound of the bell? What is the sound of the bell? The one just now was a patient." After speaking, he took the pastry away with a normal expression.

Fatty looked at the pastry chef's back, wondering whether the pastry chef's words were true or not.Can the pastry chef really not hear the bell?Or do you keep taboo and don't want to mention it?Was it really the patient who dragged away the alcoholic at the door?

Looking at the porcelain tableware placed around the kitchen, Xiaopang felt uncomfortable.Just when he was trembling and wanted to escape, other players heard the screams of the drunkard and rushed over one after another.

"What's going on? Was that drunkard calling just now? Who's there?" Xiao Zhengyan and Chen Baile were the first to arrive.

In fact, Xiaopang was still a little dazed until now, and didn't know how to answer for a while. It happened that other people also arrived one after another, including Wei Jiuhuai and Feng Linzhu.

Obviously, the scattered players didn't leave too far away.

Xiao Zhengyan was a little dissatisfied. "Why didn't you talk? You were here when I arrived, and you probably haven't left the restaurant. What happened?"

Xiaopang was also a little angry. The horror experience just now has not gone far, and he is also a victim. Xiao Zhengyan's questioning tone made him very dissatisfied, and Xiaopang responded in a not very good tone. "Yes! I'm here, but all I know is that the alcoholic stole the wine and broke the bottle, and then something attracted him, and he was dragged away, and he was beaten up before he was dragged away, and he bleed a lot The blood is there!"

Everyone followed the direction that Fatty pointed, and found that it was the junction of the restaurant and the kitchen, but the floor was clean and smooth, with no trace of blood, and doubts appeared on their faces.

Fatty continued. "Just a few minutes, the blood disappeared. I don't know if it was handled by the kitchen staff. Before that, I heard the bell, but I asked the chef, and he said he didn't hear it."

Everyone didn't speak, and their eyes were unpredictable. Xiaopang looked anxious at the suspicion in everyone's eyes, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't have a mobile phone or anything to take pictures and leave evidence.

Seeing this, Wei Jiuhuai opened his mouth. "What he said is true, there is a faint smell of blood, and...the smell of rotting corpses."

Everyone's expressions changed. Although Wei Jiuhuai didn't seem to be easy to talk to, there was an inexplicable level of prestige that made people dare not doubt it.

Xiaopang's complexion is also ever-changing. He can understand the smell of blood. It must be from an alcoholic. What is the smell of rotting corpses?Is it the man with the bell?Thinking of that depressive roar that looked like a man, a ghost, and a beast, Xiaopang felt bad all over.

The others were somewhat unwilling to give up and wanted to go in to check for themselves, but Xiaopang didn't stop him, but just told everyone the pastry chef's warning not to break anything.

Because the time was approaching 07:30, everyone simply stayed in the dining room and waited for breakfast, hoping to find out something while eating breakfast.

As soon as 07:30 arrived, other patients came to the restaurant one after another as if they were stepping on the spot. The restaurant has a large area.The breakfast is in the form of a self-service buffet, with a variety of varieties, both Chinese and Western, as well as fruit drinks, and everything is very delicate. Even the players can't help but move their index fingers when they smell the aroma. At first, everyone was a little jealous, but watching Feng Linzhu and Wei Jiuhuai both carried plates to serve breakfast, and the female college students Xu Mengmeng and Xiaopang couldn't help but follow suit.

Chen Baile and Xiao Zhengyan didn't move, and the lady and couple who were wearing cheongsams sat obediently when they saw this.

The ten people did not sit together, but sat scattered in the dining room, which was also for the convenience of inquiring about news.But the strange thing is that all the patients in the restaurant seem to be adhering to the habit of eating and sleeping without talking, and there is no chatting scene. Besides, there is no extra noise.