They arrived in Zanesville around eight o'clock in the evening. After arriving, they filled up the car at the nearest gas station, and then bought a case of beer at the store next to the gas station to put in the trunk.Barry disapproved of the move, feeling that there was no need to buy so much beer given the fact that they were driving.But Max thinks that if they drive in rotation, this kind of consumable is not too much to buy.

Taking advantage of the refueling time, Max found a place for them to stay today on the Internet, a hotel called Borques, the price is cheap, and according to the online reviews, the meals they provide seem to be OK.And there are delis, bars and large supermarkets and squares next to it.Although they will only stay here for one night and have to leave tomorrow morning, it is also a good thing to go out and have fun and relax.

But in reality Max was so easy that when they were stuck between traffic for a full hour, Max almost wanted to load his gun and kill the other car owners.But Barry kindly reminded her that if she killed all the car owners, their cars would be even more immobile.So Max held the steering wheel irritably with one hand, and threw the hand/gun casually on the back seat with the other.

"The gun will go off, Max." Barry silently leaned over to the back seat to pick up the gun, and put it away.

"Missing the gun? If you are impatient, we can do it here now." Max cursed a few words in a low voice, and then suddenly remembered the same thing happened in the last gay demonstration. They were stuck in the crowd, demonstrating Flag and the fags or lesbians surrounded them, and Caroline almost kicked the Uber driver out of the car and drove herself.But even though he said he had to be considerate of others, that guy kept playing his watch.

After all, who cares?

The vehicles finally started to circulate. Barry let out a long breath and finally felt relieved. Max was already too irritable, but the cold female navigation voice kept reminding him to turn right.From the entrance No.40 Second Street until they crossed thirteen intersections to No.30 Seventh Street, went around and accompanied by the navigation, Max finally returned to the same place, but the navigation in the car still reminded turn right.

"Fuck you turn right, grass?" While waiting for the traffic light, Max thumped the steering wheel and started honking the horn after the green light, attracting the attention of pedestrians, "I might as well let the dog who just peed in the corner of the gas station do it." I will lead the way, you must know that blind people are easier to use than this thing."

Barry couldn't stand it any longer. He asked, "Did you turn left when you were on Seventh Street? I just looked at the map. It stands to reason that after turning left on Seventh Street, there is a red sign exit, and we will enter Turn left into the driveway and go straight on over St. Peter's Bridge to East [-]th Street. From there, Max, turn right and you'll see the Borx Hotel."

"Obviously, Max," Barry zoomed in on the map, and then drew the route. He shook his head helplessly, "You definitely didn't turn left."

"This shit keeps making me turn right again." Max was confident, and then started walking along the route Barry had drawn.

They arrived at the Borx Hotel very quickly this time. After parking the car in the underground parking lot, Max took her and Barry's ID cards to the front desk to register and collect the keys.This place is newer than they imagined. Although the name Bolks sounds very old, there is no absolute.

"This is the key to B314, with two single beds. The store provides free hot water and daily necessities. But the meal fee is paid separately. You can order food by calling the phone, and we can also help you get takeaway. There will be a lunch at noon the next morning Auntie is going to clean up, but it's best not to make too much mess, I wish you a happy day."

The man standing at the front desk smiled and handed the key to Max, and suddenly reminded them when they were about to board the elevator, "The elevator has been going up and down recently, and the maintenance man will arrive tomorrow, so it can't be used today. If you need ice , Just go to the right from your room, and the laundry room is at the end of the corridor. But it’s best not to come out at night,” he hesitated for a while before adding, “There are a lot of bad things recently.”

He didn't explain what was wrong, and Max and Barry didn't ask much after they turned back.An old lady with a bucket and a mop came out from the corner, as if to show them the way, Max readily accepted and followed her to the stairs.

However, the man standing at the front desk frowned slightly when he saw the old lady's movements, and his expression turned uneasy.After hesitating for a while, he took out the notebook from the drawer, which was filled with densely packed names. He flipped through it, and then wrote a string of numbers behind the name Aivis Tauranke——B314-2.

"It's too hasty," he sighed, putting away the notebook, "too smug."

Max and Barry carried their suitcases to the third floor, and thanked the old lady after opening the door.The old lady looked at them cheerfully, said it was okay, and then asked, "Are you here for a trip?"

Max nodded, "Just play for a few days."

"There are some fun places in Zanesville, and I'd like to recommend them to you." She put down the mop and bucket, as if she wanted to have a long talk, but Max obviously didn't have the patience.

Max looked her up and down, looked at the inadvertently exposed inverted cross, and suddenly smiled, "I know there are quite a lot of churches here, are you one of them?"

"It seems that I interrupted you. I wish you a happy day." The old lady took Max's tip and left with interest. Max held the door and looked at her back. He didn't say anything, and closed the door neatly. The clothes have been taken out of the suitcase and ready to take a shower.

"What's wrong, Max?"

"It's nothing." Max replied indifferently, she didn't take this old lady who didn't feel good seriously, "Order online? We can also go to the square to play. To be honest, I don't like this hotel very much. "

"We're only staying for one night, do you want to take a shower first?" Barry shrugged, ready to go to the bathroom with his clothes on his shoulders, but he quickly looked at Max with embarrassment.

"Wash up after eating, you go first," Max glanced at the transparent glass in the bathroom, and replied indifferently, "I've finished reading it long ago."

"Max." Barry glanced at him, and Max surrendered in an instant. She covered her eyes and made an exaggerated gesture to show that she would never peek.Barry went to the bathroom with his clothes in his arms, and said in an uncertain tone, "I can trust you, right?"

"Of course." Max shrugged helplessly, showing connivance, "Baby, don't worry."

After the sound of water in the bathroom, Max slowly turned his head and jumped onto the bed.She lay on the bed bored and looked at her mobile phone, refreshing the latest current affairs news, nothing more than the construction of New York after the World War II and Tony Stark's questions about the earth raised by Tony Stark for this battle-the defense measures of the earth itself must be strengthened immediately.But the comments from all parties are inconsistent. In addition, there are some gossip about Thor, breaking up with his girlfriend and getting back together, etc.?Flirting with my brother?

"Interesting." Max took a bottle of Coke from the cabinet, cherry flavor, and almost vomited, "Oh, Barry? What kind of creature are you, why would you buy such a Coke? Let me describe it in one word. huh, it's horrific!"

"Come on," Barry's muffled voice came from the bathroom, and Max could see his thin but powerful waist when lying on his side, and the mist was even more charming. "I brought you a beer, but I think we should go get something to eat first. I'll be right away."

"Who says it's not." Max replied, opening the beer swiftly.She took a sip and threw the Coke into the trash can.Barry came out after getting dressed in the bathroom, changing into a white hoodie with a Pikachu pattern on it.His hair was still a little wet, and Max thought it was time to get a haircut, but he didn't mention it after thinking about it, which was cute.Time to shave though, don't they have razors?Well, remember.The only razor in the house had just walked through Caroline's dense jungle a while ago, and who knows where she threw it.

"Have you ordered the restaurant yet?" Barry asked while wiping his hair, "If you don't order takeaway, I'd like to eat General Tso's chicken. Max."

"Let's go to the restaurant." Max heard him say what he wanted for the first time. He was not so reserved, and everything was very natural. "There is a Chinese restaurant nearby. You know how to use chopsticks, right?"

"No one will use that thing," Barry smiled. After putting the towel on the shelf, he picked up Max's bag and keys. He patted Max on the back and said, "Let's go."

"Row."

Max nodded, put on his clothes and opened the door.The decoration of the Borx Hotel is very retro, with dim lights and red carpets. There is no window at the corner of the corridor, and the width is just enough for two people to walk, which really makes people feel depressed.

They walked downstairs, passing the elevator around the corner, and she glanced at the elevator.There wasn't any "under maintenance" sign hanging on it, Max reached out to touch it, and immediately withdrew his fingertips.

"What's wrong?" Barry was puzzled.

"It's nothing."

Max replied with a normal expression.Barry didn't ask much about this, he switched sides with Max and continued downstairs.Then they met a pair of acquaintances who were carrying their suitcases upstairs.

Max sighed exaggeratedly, glanced at Li, and said: "My middle school teacher told me that I can't talk to strangers is completely correct."

"Hey? Girl, what are you talking about?"

Dean put the box down.

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