Chapter 349 Room 402

Xinghao hotel,

Just by listening to the name, there was a strong nostalgia from a decade or two ago.

Just like the people in the countryside who were named caifeng, cuixue, xiuhong, xiu e, dashan, da bao, tian, and shu 20 years ago, the smell of history came to them.

And this xinghao hotel is indeed with a sense of history, it is very old, has been open for more than a decade.

It was a guesthouse transformed from a floor-to-ceiling residential building, with a total of five floors. The entire building belonged to one family and had long been converted into a single guesthouse with a commercial mind.

The moldy, blackened exterior walls, wilted wall creepers, rusty and corroded anti-theft windows, the door handle loosened and the door opened. As soon as they entered the house, they smelled of the damp, moldy smell of plum, cracked, low-quality floor tiles on greasy, slippery feet and many other places. The design was rusty and clumsy, and the paint fell off the front desk.

This hotel is really very old.

Even the boss knew that the cost of redecorating was too great, not a few hundred thousand dollars fell into it, and could not afford to float any water.

The hundreds of thousands of dollars invested in it was equivalent to almost half of the money earned in recent years.

The boss simply continued to fish until the end.

I don't know how the three women and one man found such a remote and thrilling old hotel.

Fang Zheng pushed open the door handle and there was a loose glass sliding door. He came to the front desk with a long backpack on his back, but today's receptionist was not the one he saw in the mirror world.

This is an older woman. She is the proprietress of this hotel.

Book a room,

Elevator,

On the fourth floor,

Room 402.

"If you're staying for a night, your check-out time is before noon tomorrow, past noon, not at the front desk. You can charge half a day's room fee before six in the afternoon, and the whole day is calculated after six in the afternoon. In addition, keep the key to this key and return it to us when you check out. We will return the deposit of 200 yuan." The proprietress reminded him of the procedure.

The landlady said as she knocked on the door of room 402, which was empty, and then waited outside for a few seconds before she swiped the electronic lock with the key to the door card.

Looking at the proprietress's operation, Fang Zheng asked quietly, "Have you ever died here before?"

The proprietress hurriedly spat at such bad luck, "Good luck, good luck. You can't just say that. Our hotel is as clean and hygienic as those hotels in big cities except for its remote location."

Fang Zheng looked around at the layout of the room and asked casually, "Is there anyone living in room 401 next door? I don't sleep much at night, so I'm easily woken up by a little noise."

The landlady replied, "There's an empty room next door. If you came a few days earlier, it might really disturb your sleep."

Fang Zheng said, "Oh, why did you say that?"

The landlady said that a few days ago, 401 next door checked in with three women and a man, and then a quiet night passed, and the next day she checked out.

The reason why she was so deep in this matter was because after the three women and one man checked out, the waitress who received the four on the same day quickly asked for sick leave, saying that she was not feeling well and had not come to work for several days.

Fang Zheng thought with his eyes. It seemed that the waitress that the landlady was talking about was the waitress in the mirror world.

Soon, he noticed a detail. The three girls and one man who played the psychic game were killed as early as that night. Then who left the room? So, he asked, "Do you remember that day when you checked out, those four people checked out in person? Or did someone else check them out?"

"Of course I'm here to check out." The proprietress said disapprovingly.

"Lady boss, are you sure?" Fang Zheng confirmed again.

The proprietress did not answer Fang Zheng's question immediately this time. She was already on guard. She was a little wary of Fang Zheng and asked Fang Zheng why she was so clear.

Fang Zheng made an excuse, saying that he was just curious.

"Actually, there's nothing to tell. I wasn't there that day. Chunyan was on duty. Chunyan checked in and checked out. Chunyan is an old employee here. She's very skilled in the check-out process. She won't mess around. It should be those four people who checked out together." The proprietress said.

Fang Zheng: "After the four of them checked out, did anything unusual or strange happen in the room when they cleaned up in 401?"

The proprietress was already getting impatient with Fang Zheng's question, "You can rest assured and stay here. Our xinghao hotel has been open here for more than ten years. We can't joke about this kind of thing."

After seeing off the proprietress, room 402, Fang Zheng felt that the employee named chunyan who had suddenly asked for sick leave and had not come to work for several days was suspicious.

But all he had to do was figure out what was going on in the 401 mile next door.

Whew,

Just as Fang Zheng was about to make a move, a cold wind blew into the room.

The curtains flew like shadows.

Fang Zheng walked to the window to check. It turned out that the hotel was trying to keep the air in the room ventilated, and the weather was getting stuffy and hot in the summer. The hotel added a screen window, and the wind was blowing in through the screen window.

Fang Zheng was just about to close the window. It was two windows, one outside and one inside. But just then, dong...

A light noise came from the direction of the stairs outside the door.

402 Was just diagonally facing the stairs.

The sound was like the sound of a marble falling to the ground, and it was also like the soft tapping of a stainless steel railing. The sound was very soft, and it was gone after a single ring. If it wasn't for an ordinary person, it would have been a hallucination.

But Fang Zheng believed in his senses. He had heard right.

There was indeed a noise at the stairs.

And it was exactly the same sound he heard in the mirror world, mixed with the sound of water.

This old hotel was indeed problematic. Fang Zheng took out a scarlet knife case wrapped in vermillion ink and ran out of the room.

Outside the door late at night, there was a quiet and narrow hotel corridor, forming a hui word. On both sides of the corridor were rooms, which were placed in the hui word corridor.

Fang Zheng glanced at 401 next door, then pushed open the door of the safe passage. Behind the door of the safe passage was the stairs. Fang Zheng looked down the stairs with his hand on the railing.

Many people have claustrophobia, and it is very easy to have claustrophobia in the stairs. For example, when you look down the stairs at night, you always worry that there is a ghost in white standing on the first floor looking up at you.

Or when she looked up at the top of the stairs, she was afraid that a disheveled female face would fall from above her head.

There were also people who wondered if there would be a second person's footsteps on the stairs behind them, afraid to walk against the wall, afraid to go near the railing.

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