C51

"Three people, 150 people." Before I could say anything, the little girl behind the counter stared at the computer screen and smiled at Yang Di, who was dressed in an old-fashioned costume. She seemed to have eyes in the back of her head.

"I want a standard room and a large bed room …" I pulled out a credit card and handed it over. San Mao snores when he sleeps, and I hate snores the most. I definitely cannot bear to sleep in the same room as him.

"Two hundred for two rooms, two hundred for a deposit, four hundred in total …" We don't accept credit cards here. " The girl looked away from Yang's face and glanced at me.

I shrugged, counted out four hundred dollars from my wallet, and handed it over again.

"ID card." After the girl received the money, she swiftly filled out the form, tore out a card and two room cards and handed them to me. "Tomorrow, take this deposit. Your rooms are 3188, 3288." After saying that, he turned his head back towards the computer screen and that silly smile immediately appeared on his face again.

"That …" San Mao said hesitantly.

"Sauna is on the second floor!" The girl cut him off without even looking back.

I threw the room card over to San Mao and went to my room to sleep by myself. What they're going to do next, I'm not interested in. To the two of them, this journey was a pastime, while to me, it had other meanings … But what was the point? Save her lover? MaggieQ wasn't related to me. I didn't even know her real name, let alone that she had threatened me with a gun or smashed my head. He could easily get rid of them, but he would never be able to catch up with them?

I leaned against the door and let my imagination run wild. There was a faint smell of mildew in the room. I tried to open the window, but it was sealed off by a hideous steel fence. Apart from that, the room was clean and the air conditioner worked, which was a blessing. I took a shower and lay down on the bed early. He wanted to play with his phone, but he found that there were no internet signals. He could only close his eyes and force himself to sleep.

But he could not sleep. His brain felt like it had been turned on, and thoughts began to emerge one by one. Sometimes it was MaggieQ, sometimes it was Zhou Kewen, sometimes it was those girls who were flirting behind the pink windows … I don't know how much time had passed, but it was probably around midnight when I finally managed to enter a half-asleep, half-awake state …

At this moment, I heard a faint noise coming from outside.

My consciousness seemed to be sleeping at the bottom of the sea, slowly being pulled away by the din. At first, I thought it was a group of drunkards coming to stay, but didn't think much about it. However, the noise became louder and louder, and then I heard San Mao's fierce roar … I woke up with a start!

I went out the door and listened. The sounds seemed to come from downstairs, a group of men and women were arguing noisily. San Mao's voice was the loudest, sounding exceptionally angry. Now I'm sure they're in trouble!

I hurried back to my room and took the Bel's survival knife out of it. Without even bothering to put on my clothes, I ran down the stairs, my voice louder and louder, to the second floor, where I was sure they were inside, but the door was locked. I pushed the door open a few times, panicked, and kicked it open with a kick, shouting, and jumped in with the knife in my hand.

The light inside the door was dim and it took a while for my eyes to adjust to it. Then, I saw a group of middle-aged and old aunties, along with San Mao and the Daoist priest, all staring at me in a daze.

Until a very long time later, San Mao still kept this matter up to date, and he kept bringing joy to us, who had fallen into despair during the last days of the Zombie. Every time San Mao would describe me, who jumped into the house bare-chested while holding a blade, as a hero who fell from the sky.

"You … Your friend? " The group of people stared at each other for a long while before a woman finally spoke up.

"Ugh …" San Mao nodded his head slightly, his neck looked like a rusty robot.

"Great!" "You can judge …" The group of old grannies suddenly went into an uproar once again, they immediately rushed over and started to denounce San Mao and the Taoist.

It took a long time for me to piece together the story from their rambling.

It turned out that after San Mao and the Daoist Priest put down their luggage in their room, the two of them went out for a midnight snack. They both swore that they had knocked at my door for a long time, and there was no answer from me. They both thought I had left them to their own devices.

In short, after San Mao and the Daoist Priest got drunk (perhaps because they were afraid of doing something like this, they would drink until they were drunk, and in this way, it would lessen their sense of shame or guilt), San Mao and the Daoist Priest then rushed to the Sauna on the second floor, after negotiating the price and choosing a girl each, they went into the cannon room to take care of the good news. The two of them both said that the young lady's expression was dull, that she did what she called to do, and did not have the slightest sense of service, but what was important was that after the rain, the two of them touched their wallets and disappeared!

"These two friends of yours clearly want to eat an overlord's meal!" One of the aunties was so excited that she could almost poke her finger into San Mao's face, "Let me tell you all, this is slander! We do business for nothing, and we have never tried to steal from you. How did you call us thieves? "

"Don't f * cking speak nonsense. I am also a gangster, how can I not know?" Let me tell you this, if it wasn't for the fact that you all are all old women, I would have already f * * king beaten you all up! " San Mao didn't cower in the slightest when faced with his overbearing attitude. He even made a gesture of rolling up his sleeves, and only when he was halfway done did he realize that he didn't even have any sleeves to roll up his upper body.

"Fight! Fight!" Why don't you do it! " Just as San Mao finished speaking, a few old ladies stuck out their chests and rushed towards him, pasting their breasts onto his body like exploding airbags, causing San Mao to stumble and dodge.

Seeing that there was no way to end this matter, this bunch of Obassons, who couldn't fight back and couldn't scold her either, could only admit their defeat.

"Alright, alright, maybe it was stolen while you were drinking, how much did this Sang get? "I got it out for you …"

"That's right!" This handsome guy is the one who is reasonable... "It must be you guys who lost Sa outside …" Several "airbags" immediately surrounded me, causing me to jump back in fright.

"F * ck your mother!" San Mao flew into a rage: "When I entered the room, I even took out my money bag to take a look!"

"Don't speak nonsense like that. Be careful not to cause prostatitis …" An old lady with one hand on his waist and the other on San Mao's, shouted harshly while pointing at San Mao. Even the flesh on his chin was trembling, his aura making his look like the General Barton who was commanding the Armored Division to attack.

"Tell me, how did you lose your money?" When was it not? "Where did it go?" General Patton "went on at once, spittle pouring out of his mouth like a waterfall, and I had no doubt that if the sun shone in at this moment, we would see a rainbow around her mouth.

"This …" San Mao was startled, and was speechless.

"Look, eh?" Isn't it? "I can't say it out loud, right?" General Barton was unrelenting: "You also said that when you entered the room yourself, you had looked at your wallet. When did you steal it? Could it be that someone was hiding inside the room? "Come, come, handsome brother, let me show you our room …"

General Barton reached out to help me, and I raised my hands in a gesture of surrender, indicating that I would follow her.

The entire first floor was nominally a sauna, but it was actually divided into small gun chambers. We followed General Barton through the labyrinthine corridors until she led us to the door of one of the rooms and opened it.

"Here!" Look, can anyone hide here? "

I looked up and saw that the room was barely ten square meters wide. The door was opened and there was a TV cabinet and an old video tube set at the foot of the bed. There was nothing else in the room, not to mention hiding people, I was afraid that even a mouse wouldn't be able to hide inside.

"Look, look …" "Is there one here?" General Patton lifted the mattress. The frame was only twenty centimeters high, and there was no way someone was hiding beneath it.

"And this …" General Patton rushed to the end of the bed and opened the television cabinet door. There was only a very shallow space inside.

"Are you sure you checked your wallet when you came into the room?" I frowned and asked San Mao.

"That's right …" San Mao was a little unsure of himself now. He scratched his head and said: "I saw it before I took off my pants. That girl even said it was dirty when her pants were on the floor, and she folded it and put it there." San Mao pointed to a place at the end of the bed that was close to the TV cabinet.

"That's strange …" I thought that maybe San Mao remembered wrongly. Just as I was about to say that I would just let it go like that, out of the corner of my eyes, I saw an old lady behind me looking at the bedside table with her eyes.

My heart skipped a beat. I squeezed into the room beside "General Barton" and lowered my head to observe the TV cabinet. At the same time, I quickly glanced behind me. That grandma's expression became even more flustered.

I squatted down and carefully checked the interior of the cabinet. There wasn't anything unusual, it was just an ordinary cabinet. There wasn't anything inside, and the size was so small that it was impossible to hide the next adult. However, when I compared the width of the outside of the cabinet with the depth of the cabinet, I immediately found the problem — the width of the outside of the cabinet was far greater than the actual space inside, which meant that the cabinet had two layers!

I reached out and lightly tapped the bottom of the TV cabinet, making a crisp, hollow sound. I felt around the bottom of the TV cabinet and found a few loose buttons. I moved the top two and gently pulled them, and the entire bottom was removed by me, revealing a small hole!

At this time, "General Barton" also started to panic, shaking the two "airbags" on her chest as he said nervously, "You, you, you …" What are you doing? If it's broken, you have to accompany it! "

"Haha!" So it's hidden here! " San Mao was immediately excited, he squatted down and squeezed through the entrance of the cave, but the tunnel was too small, so much so that it was impossible for a man like San Mao, who was around 1.8 meters tall, to enter.

"I don't know where this hole came from, but look, there's no way anyone can enter …" General Barton was still struggling.

"Come out first …" I pulled San Mao's belt and dragged him out of the hole, then stuck out my head to check the situation of the tunnel.

"I said …" Not this hole... "If the item is damaged, you have to compensate …" General Barton was incoherent.

I ignored her and led San Mao away. After making two turns in the corridor, I pointed to a door and said, "It's here!"

"F * ck!" San Mao did not hesitate as he kicked the door open. Inside, there was a dwarf holding a chopstick and looking at us in a daze.