The middle-aged driver who climbed by the window was kicked in the car.

However, the seat belt on his body dragged the middle-aged driver again in the next moment, and then, the sole of the foot wearing slippers was printed on his face.

Bang!

Another muffled sound.

After two consecutive heavy blows to the limit of ordinary people, the middle-aged driver who looked very strong and burly had completely fainted.

However, before Qin Ran pulled the car door, he still made up for it.

The strength was greatly weakened, which made Qin Ran, who was in a 'weak state', more and more cautious, and the other party's eyes looking at the mimosa just now were too disgusting.

Pulling the car door, pulling the other party out of the car, pulling out the other party's belt, and tying the other party up, Qin Ran began to check the car.

This is a sedan, but the age is not short, and the steering wheel and gear knob are all traces of time.

Of course, what Qin Ran cared about the most was the smell of blood!

Although the other party worked hard to clean up and ventilate, the smell of blood in the carriage still existed, and Qin Ran smelled it just the moment the other party rolled down the window.

And this time?

It's even more intense.

The interior of the carriage was examined, and nothing of value was found, except for a wallet.

Qin Ran opened his wallet, which contained a driver's license and some banknotes.

The driver's license is for a middle-aged driver.

There is a photo of the other party on it, and the name is: John Deason.

The workmanship looks good, but it is not excluded that it is fake.

Before he knew about this dungeon world, Qin Ran had reservations about everything.

Throwing the wallet to the mimosa, Qin Ran walked towards the back of the car.

What is the best place for a sedan to hide things?

The trunk is the best answer.

As the trunk opened, a shovel stained with dirt and a little blood appeared in Qin Ran's field of vision.

The distribution of these blood was very even, even after wiping, he could already see the approximate location, and according to the knowledge he had and previous experience, when Qin Ran saw this location, there were already traces of a human corpse crushing in his mind.

The corpse is very fresh!

So much so that after the other party wraps it, it is still oozing blood, so the wound should be narrow and deep.

It's not an ordinary dagger, it's supposed to be something like a long taper.

"He—he?"

Mimosa is not a fool, Qin Ran's sudden shot, coupled with the shovel and blood stains in the trunk, was enough to remind him of something.

"Highway killers or something."

"I was supposed to bury the body."

Qin Ran walked towards the middle-aged driver as he spoke, pulled the other party to the headlights, and let the bright light of the headlights shine on the other party's face.

Then, from the driver's seat, he pulled out the water glass and poured it on the other person's face.

water, let the other party slowly wake up.

In a trance, the middle-aged driver saw a dazzling bright light, and in the bright light, there was some darkness, which appeared in an extremely rhythmic way.

The other party who woke up from a coma felt sleepy again at this time, and he didn't want to think about anything, so he simply fell asleep again.

"Who are you?"

A cold voice asked.

"John Diesson."

The middle-aged driver replied in a daze.

"What's your profession?"

"The innkeeper."

"Do you have family?"

"No, my wife and I divorced, and I didn't want her to leave me, so I left her with me forever."

"What's your hobby?"

"Hunting!"

"I'll hunt on this road!"

"How many hunts have you hunted?"

"The third time!"

"Where's your prey?"

"Killed, buried."

"Where's your hotel?"

"11404 Cindy Ave."

The voice continued, and the dazed middle-aged driver almost answered all questions.

For Qin Ran, it was too simple to induce a person who had lost the ability to resist with light, props, and knowledge learned from expert-level mystical knowledge.

Even if the other party has an identity that ordinary people fear.

After asking everything he wanted to know, Qin Ran simply gave the other party another kick.

Without the car door to stop him, Qin Ran's kick was very skillful, and he hit the opponent's carotid artery with very little force.

Make the other party under the lack of oxygen to the brain, quickly coma.

Qin Ran, who had lost the support of his skills more than once, had already consciously trained his offensive and defensive skills when he had no skills.

Although most of the skills are difficult to achieve, the basic level is long gone.

Picking up the bundled middle-aged driver, Qin Ran threw it into the car, and after thinking for a while, Qin Ran beckoned to the mimosa and motioned for the mimosa to get into the car.

"His identity is a nuisance!"

"Although we think we handle it cleanly, the chances of being targeted are too great, so if we don't want to get into trouble, we have to be fast."

The car started, and Qin Ran said to the mimosa.

"Quick?"

Mimosa, who had thought of something, turned her head and looked at Qin Ran.

"Hmm."

"Roughly what you think."

Qin Ran said with a smile.

The car picked up speed, and after the headlights crossed the night in the suburbs, the night became more and more quiet until the moment when the morning sun rose.

It's just that everything comes alive.

Then there is the noise.

Because the 'road killer' who has been being tracked was caught when he was about to abscond.

Surprisingly, the other party is not only a road killer, but also a murderer who killed his wife.

Even though the police withheld all the information about the 'highway killer' as much as possible, some smart people with a keen sense of smell still guessed something.

So, early in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the Decision Hotel, which had just been taken off its signboard.

"Sorry, no interviews here."

Qin Ran indifferently rejected the reporter in front of him.

The other party is not the first, and will definitely not be the last.

Before this matter was truly forgotten, he was destined to deal with more such people, so Qin Ran chose the most direct and straightforward way.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut.

Ignoring the knock on the door that sounded again, Qin Ran walked towards the room where the mimosa had been tidied up.

He hadn't slept all night, and he had continuously performed hypnosis, and he needed to sleep well.

It is not only to replenish the energy that is consumed excessively, but also to get used to the 'extremely weak' body at the moment.

Mimosa, who also hasn't slept all night, is busy in the kitchen.

On the natural gas stove, a chicken is stewed in an iron pot.

This was found in the refrigerator, and similarly, Mimosa also found a lot of seasoning, enough for him to cook a lunch for Qin Ran.

Maybe not delicious enough, but it's enough to swallow.

As the minutes ticked by, Mimosa, who relied on cold water to constantly stimulate her spirit, stared at the iron pot until the real fragrance wafted out of the pot, and then she showed a satisfied smile.

Wearing insulation, Mimosa walked to the dining room with the pot.

This inn is not very large, with only two floors.

On the first floor, there is a hall connected to the kitchen, where three long tables are placed, which serve as a corridor, a living room, a dining room, and so on.

On the second floor there are three rooms, one master bedroom and two rooms for rent.

However, the two rented rooms were already dusty, and it was clear that they had not been rented out for a long time.

In fact, the whole inn is in a similar state except for the kitchen, which is in a semi-abandoned state after the innkeeper killed his wife.

Knock, knock!

The knock on the door rang again.

Mimosa didn't pay attention, Qin Ran had already told him before, don't pay attention to those who don't matter.

But the other party did not give up, continued to knock on the door, and reported to himself.

Knock, knock!

"Hello, I'm Sheriff Teddy."

The identity of the other party surprised Mimosa.

Involuntarily, Mimosa tensed up again.

Just when Mimosa was overwhelmed, a strong palm was placed on Mimosa's shoulder, and the warm feeling dispelled the tension.

"Leave it to me."

Qin Ran, who came down from upstairs, said in a low voice.

"Hmm."

Mimosa nodded submissively and walked into the kitchen again.

Qin Ran stepped towards the door.

"If you don't open the door again, I'm going to break in."

A man with brown curly hair, a short stature, emaciated, and dressed in civilian clothes said with a smile after Qin Ran opened the door.

"Then you should compensate according to the price."

Qin Ran stood at the door, and he didn't mean to move.

"If I did it, I would naturally compensate, but if I didn't do it, I will definitely not compensate."

The man in civilian clothes said this.

The words seemed to contain other meanings, but immediately, the other party smiled again and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't find your and your brother's stolen wallet and ID card, but I reissued your and your brother's ID cards." ”

As he spoke, the other party took out two new ID cards.

"Thank you."

Qin Ran took the ID card, and his tone was still indifferent.

"Hey, man, shouldn't you be a little more enthusiastic?"

"I've done you a great favor!"

"If you don't have an ID card, you won't be able to move an inch in Ai!"

The man in civilian clothes exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"I've done you a great favor too!"

"And, that serial murderer, I think he has a bounty, right?"

"What's more, it's your duty in itself."

Qin Ran responded blandly

"The bounty will be given to you."

"Are all businessmen like this?"

The other party asked helplessly.

"It's more calculating than you think, so it's up to you to find our stolen wallet as soon as possible."

Qin Ran said and prepared to close the door.

"Won't you treat me to a meal?"

"I can smell the food."

"I have to say, I now believe that you are ready to open a restaurant, this kind of craftsmanship is rare."

Bang!

The man in casual clothes chattered, but he couldn't stop Qin Ran from closing the door at all.

The door panel almost touched the casual man's nose.

Taking a step back and rubbing the tip of his nose, the man looked at the hotel sign that had been taken off and couldn't help but groan.

The guy he had been eyeing for a long time would have had a car accident while fleeing, crashed into a fire hydrant, and the trunk was filled with a series of ironclad evidence, making it impossible for the other party to argue at all.

Is it a coincidence?

The man turned his head to look at the closed door again.

"How's it going, boss?"

"Questions?"

The officer on the side walked over and asked.

"Nope."

"Everything is normal, those two second-generation immigrants should just be unlucky to meet that bastard."

"It smells so good!"

The man shook his nose as he spoke, swallowing his saliva.

"yes, it smells so good!"

"With such craftsmanship, how can you have anything to do with that bastard?"

"You can make a lot of money by opening any restaurant."

The officer exclaimed.

"Don't worry, since they bought this inn, they are going to open a restaurant, and we can come here to try it later."

"And now?"

"We're going to greet that bastard!"

As he spoke, the man turned and walked towards the police car.

Although he is looking forward to the other party's craftsmanship, the bastard's interrogation must also be accelerated, even if the other party pretends to be crazy and stupid, he has to pry open the other party's mouth and ask the truth.

Through the window, Qin Ran, who was sitting at the dining table, could clearly see the police car in the distance.

His furrowed brow loosened slightly.

The sheriff, named Teddy, is undoubtedly a troublemaker.

He'd seen too many people like him, so he definitely didn't want to have anything to do with them if he could.

Thankfully, the other party's attention was completely attracted to John Deason.

In a short period of time, he will definitely not be noticed again.

After all, that John Dyson was taken care of by him.

Qin Ran sat there thinking.

Mimosa held a bowl full of chicken soup and meat and handed it to Qin Ran.

The soup is rich.

It is white, and there is a layer of oil flowers floating on it.

The green shallots adorn the soup, giving the soup a different flavor, especially when a fat chicken leg is stained with a few green onions.

Without the firewood of the chicken, the fat of the chicken skin is excellent to hide this, and the crispness and spicinessness of the green onion make it even more appetizing.

Three or two times, the whole chicken leg was eaten by Qin Ran.

The chicken broth is even more mouthful and dry.

The unique taste combined with the fat made Qin Ran feel warm in his stomach, and his slightly sluggish spirit was also lifted.

Mimosa took the bowl with a smile and served another bowl for Qin Ran, as if the exhaustion on her body had been swept away at this moment.

"Brother 2, we also need some kitchen utensils, condiments and food ingredients."

When Qin Ran finished eating all the pot of chicken soup, Mimosa said.

Naturally, the disguised identity is still not used to it.

When my brother exported, Mimosa was a little shy and a little inexplicably excited.

"There is a supermarket at the intersection, you go to rest first, and when you wake up, I will accompany you."

Qin Ran said and picked up the pots and pans and walked to the kitchen.

Since Mimosa cooks, washing the dishes is naturally his.

Not only the dishes, but also the entire restaurant of the hotel needs to be thoroughly cleaned.

There are also damaged tables and chairs that need to be repaired.

Qin Ran did these trivial tasks from noon to the afternoon, and then finished them.

However, the old nature of the hotel itself made it impossible for Qin Ran to be completely new, and it could only be said to be clean.

And Mimosa, who woke up, followed behind Qin Ran with full energy and purchased everything she needed, and returned to the hotel with a smile.

Qin Ran sat in the hall, watching Mimosa busy before and after.

It wasn't until nearly eleven o'clock in the evening that Mimosa walked out of the kitchen with a satisfied look.

Qin Ran picked up the blackboard that had been prepared long ago and walked outside the hall.

The signboard that was taken off at the door had already been thrown into the trash can by Qin Ran, and it was pulled away with the garbage removal in the evening.

The blackboard in Qin Ran's hand stood at the door.

The street lamp shines on the blackboard, and the handwriting is clear and powerful

Leaf Restaurant.

Today's food: roast beef with potatoes, fried rice, chicken soup.

(No alcohol served)

The last line of words is very eye-catching, and it was specially added by Qin Ran.

He didn't want to deal with someone who had completely lost his mind, except for the enemy.

Late at night, the aroma of food wafts.

But there was no one.

It's too late.

Except for some special places, there are almost no people on the streets.

And Ye Zhi's restaurant is too far from there.

But Qin Ran was not in a hurry at all.

He opened this restaurant just to cover up, and he didn't really want to run it.

No one is what he is most happy to see.

Not only is the food made by the mimosa his, but it also allows him to quietly understand the dungeon world in front of him and adapt to his 'extremely weak' body.

It's really a triple win.

And just when Qin Ran picked up the newspaper in his hand again, the street light outside the door suddenly went out.