Ye Ling came to the front desk, and at this time the front desk had already changed shifts, and the evening shift was a girl who looked to be in her early twenties.

"Hello. Ye Ling habitually said hello.

"Hello, how can I help you?" the little girl at the front desk smiled professionally, she was different from the front desk of the morning shift, her smile was a little sweet.

"I got drunk on the beach with my friends last night, and I woke up and went back to my room inexplicably, do you know who sent me back?" Ye Ling repeated the question.

The little girl at the front desk glanced at Ye Ling suspiciously, she tilted her head and recalled for a moment, and then slowly replied: "I only saw you go out, but I didn't see you come back." ”

Another bizarre incident?

Ye Ling suddenly remembered the white paper in the crack of the door, and after connecting the two things together, he suddenly had some eyebrows.

'Did the guy who stuffed the paper in the crack of the door send me back quietly?'

Ye Ling was suspicious of his colleagues, could it be that one of them was secretly helping him? Only they knew Ye Ling's room number.

'What am I thinking, how could it be them?' They are all flowers in a greenhouse, and they usually scream at even the slightest injury, let alone this life-and-death scene?'

"Also, isn't it written on the room number room card?"

Ye Ling felt a little funny, he was too nervous to be frightened by these strange things.

"Is there a back door in the hotel?" Ye Ling asked again.

"Yes, walk along this fire escape, about 50 meters, and it is the back door of the hotel. The little girl at the front desk said patiently.

After Ye Ling thanked him, he walked for about half a minute according to the path pointed out by the little sister at the front desk, and then he walked to the back door of the hotel.

"Is it locked?"

Ye Ling twisted the doorknob of the iron door, and the door was just as he imagined, not locked. He pushed open the door, and outside the door was a guard room of about ten square meters, and there was only an old man of about fifty in the guard room.

Ye Ling looked around again, and his gaze suddenly fell on the camera in the upper right corner. Ye Ling glanced at the guard room, he rubbed his chin, and thought:

'There should be surveillance footage in the guard room, right?'

Ye Ling slowly walked towards the guard room, and as he walked, he made up reasonable reasons in his heart.

"Hello, uncle, do you have the surveillance video of the back door here?"

Ye Ling stood at the window and asked politely.

"Yes, what do you want to do?" the old man looked at Ye Ling vigilantly.

"Uncle, I was so drunk last night that I woke up and went back to the hotel, I wanted to see who sent me back, and he left me with his wallet. ”

As he spoke, Ye Ling pretended to take out his wallet from his pocket and put it in front of the old man.

"Well... There aren't many young people like you anymore, and now who picks up their wallets and returns them to others?" the old man nodded.

He was very simple, and he immediately believed Ye Ling's words.

Ye Ling pretended to smile embarrassedly and asked, "Uncle, can I watch the surveillance video?"

"Yes. ”

After getting the old man's approval, Ye Ling walked into the guard room.

"When?" asked the old man, holding the mouse.

Ye Ling recalled carefully for a moment, he vaguely remembered the time he left the hotel, and how long he came back, he didn't know, let alone know.

"Around 20:30 to 21:30 in the evening. "Ye Ling is not sure about authenticity.

The old man nodded, and began to operate the computer familiarly, and after a few minutes, the surveillance video was transferred to the scene of 20:30 last night.

To save time, the old man sped up the video playback by five times.

watched for about three minutes, and at 20:48, the surveillance video suddenly jumped to another picture, and Ye Ling and the old man were startled at the same time.

Ye Ling stared at the progress bar of the video, and he realized that the surveillance video from 20:48 to 20:56 had been deleted.

"Uncle, why was this video deleted?" Ye Ling asked.

"It's... I don't know!" the old man waved his hand.

'Who deleted it?'

Ye Ling glanced at the honest old man, no matter how he looked at it, the old man had no reason to delete this video.

So, who will it be?

Is it the one who is secretly helping me? Why would he do that?'

'Don't you want to show up?'

Ye Ling felt that there was no good thing in the world to drop pies, and if there was, it would be stoned to death.

How can anyone do good deeds without showing his face?

He knew that Ye Ling was in danger, but he still tried his best to help Ye Ling, so Ye Ling had to suspect the person who secretly helped him, what was his intention?

Sacrificing one's life to accompany a gentleman?

'In this modern society, can anyone really live up to that?'

Ye Ling felt funny, and after thanking the old man, Ye Ling felt a little hungry, so he went to the restaurant of the hotel.

It's 18:36, and the hotel is at this point, and there is no one in the restaurant.

Ye Ling sat alone in the corner of the restaurant to eat, he did not feel lonely, but happy and quiet.

After dinner, 18:48.

It was getting dark, and the people on the beach were returning to the hotel one after another.

"If you want to figure everything out, you go to the beach at seven o'clock tonight. ”

Wang Xinyan's words echoed in Ye Ling's mind.

Ye Ling picked up the water cup on the table and poured a mouthful of boiled water from the cup. His eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

He is now living in a mystery, and if he doesn't solve the mystery, he will probably die, no, he will die!

Who knows if that sniper will ever show up again?

However, he could not conclude whether the person who shot him was Wang Xinyan's person.

If you go, you may die, and if you don't go, you will die.

'Hehe, it really gave me a multiple-choice question that was difficult to choose...'

'Isn't there a choice that doesn't have to be associated with death?'

Ye Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"After so long, it's time to be a real man. ”

"Wang Xinyan, I believe in you, don't let me down. ”

Ye Ling got up to settle the bill, and he slowly walked towards the beach. Fortunately, he didn't meet a colleague on the road, otherwise he would have to explain again, and he couldn't say that Han Chengfeng would follow him.

At 19:08, it was completely dark.

Ye Ling had been standing on the shore for a long time in the strong wind, but he still hadn't seen Wang Xinyan.

"They can't really be a gang, are they?"

Ye Ling secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, and when he was about to let his legs slip away, the movement in the woods behind him suddenly attracted his attention.

"How can there be footsteps in the woods?"

Ye Ling was slightly stunned, he thought it was Wang Xinyan and the others coming, so he walked towards the source of the footsteps.

"They're going to be agents? ”

After spitting out a bad sentence, Ye Ling burrowed into the woods.

However, what he saw was not Wang Xinyan or Xian Fan, but a middle-aged man with a very strange walking posture.

'How can anyone wander the woods at this point?'

After going through so many things, Ye Ling began to be wary of this eccentric middle-aged man.

"Sir, you ......"

Before Ye Ling finished speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and startled him, because the middle-aged man had two fangs like a wild wolf.

"You... Are you a human or a ghost?" Ye Ling asked in a panic.

He guessed that this person might be playing cosplay and scary, but this was just speculation, and he felt that this person was probably not human!

The middle-aged man didn't reply, a pair of godless eyes stared at Ye Ling for a long time, and he suddenly rushed straight towards Ye Ling, like a wild horse on the loose.

Ye Ling didn't hesitate, and ran away.

'Could he be the gangster in Wang Xinyan's mouth?'

Ye Ling was shocked, saying this, he seemed to be wrong to blame Xian Fan, because Xian Fan killed not a person that day, but the monster who was chasing behind Ye Ling now.

However, the shadow that Xian Fan left in Ye Ling's heart could not be erased, because Xian Fan had killed him once, and he didn't even give him any chance to explain.

"It seems that Wang Xinyan has no reason to kill me, she may have other purposes......"

Before Ye Ling's words were finished, a bullet from nowhere instantly pierced his heart, Ye Ling's eyes widened, and an unprecedented sharp pain spread all over his body.

Ye Ling lost consciousness at this moment, and before his right foot hit the ground, the whole person fell forward and slid several meters away on the sand.

Everywhere he slipped through the sand, there was a large stain of blood...

Ye Ling's whole body fell to the ground and convulsed, he felt that his body had begun to lose function, and the consciousness of his brain was gradually blurred, gradually, the severe pain slowly disappeared, and his sleepiness began to be hazy.

'I still chose the wrong one...'

Ye Ling's eyelids became heavier and heavier, the strength of his whole body was drained, and he no longer had the strength to struggle...

'Hehe, you won't live again this time, will you?'

Ye Ling wanted to laugh self-deprecatingly, but he had lost any consciousness, so he could only lower his eyelids unwillingly...

"It's... Fresh... Blood..."The middle-aged man speaks very badly, just like a person who is about to breathe.

Smelling the smell of blood, his face became more and more hideous, looking at the lying corpse on the ground, he drooled as if he was looking at the full banquet of the Manchurian Dynasty.

Just as the middle-aged man pounced on Ye Ling, several feathers suddenly pierced his body, and before he even had time to shout, he instantly lost consciousness and turned into a corpse lying with Ye Ling.

"If you want to live, you have to go through this catastrophe. ”

Looking at Ye Ling in a pool of blood, a little sympathy suddenly appeared in Xian Fan's cold expression.

500 meters away, on the rooftop of another hotel called "Golden Peak".

"Anyone else?"

A black-bearded man in his mid-thirties, armed with an M200 silenced sniper rifle, looked at the beach with his scope.

"No matter, Lao Tzu has never missed for so long, and one more person will be charged an extra money. ”

The black-bearded man slowly turned his crosshair towards Xian Fan.

"Yes? You're retiring today. ”

Suddenly, a crisp female voice sounded in his ears, and he was about to reach out and draw the dagger he was carrying from his belt, when a pistol equipped with a silencer was aimed at his head.

"Who sent you?" Wang Xinyan asked.

"Where did you come from?" asked the blackbearded man.

"Answer my question. ”

As she spoke, Wang Xinyan also pressed the muzzle of the gun against the head of the black-bearded man.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu never exposes the identity information of customers, this is the rule. The black-bearded man said calmly, although he was pointed at the head with a gun, he was not the slightest nervous, and still looked fearless.

"Really, then you should go to hell with your rules. ”

Wang Xinyan was just about to pull the trigger, when the black-bearded man suddenly pushed the muzzle of the gun away, and then he jumped downstairs.

Wang Xinyan lay on the rooftop and looked down, but she didn't see the body of the black-bearded man.

"Did you escape?"

Wang Xinyan looked at the M200 sniper rifle again, and when she reached out and was about to pick it up, the sniper rifle turned into a cloud of mist and slowly dissipated in midair.

She wasn't surprised, it was a common thing for her.

"Let's go see how he's doing. ”

…………

Evening, 21:36.

Ye Ling suddenly regained consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes, and this time he felt as bad as last time.

'Why haven't I died?'

'Could it be... Am I immortal?'