January 15, gale.

I......

I don't know what to record anymore.

The despair that can't be waved away has swallowed me deeply, and the plan to leave a suicide note has also been put down by me.

Because I don't know what to write or who to write it to, anyway, it will end up being destroyed by the darkness of the sun.

I can only leave a diary, find a way to hide it, the most hidden place as far as my eyes can see, and hope that those who come after me will see it, leave here, and never come back!

Remember.

If you read these words, you are evil itself, laugh at my corpse, but I will also issue the most vicious, sincere, and terrible curse to you in heaven or in some corner of hell, eternal life, eternal and endless.

On January 16, it was cloudy.

I had expected it, but the last hope was shattered, and I guess I suddenly woke up, I was desperate and cowardly, and I was like a maggot, did I still have that glimmer of hope?

But this is so slim that the fire that I can't even perceive myself finally broke on this day.

The entire continent, or the entire planet, all the external communication equipment, has been completely destroyed, and this place has become a pool of stagnant water, more desperate than desperate, its final destination.

I'm leaving, using satellite equipment, probably already discovered by them, stranger, good luck to me.

Wish me ......

Before becoming the nourishment of evil, he ends himself with his own hands.

January 17, fine.

I entered the hotel through the ventilation duct, and the name of the hotel no longer makes sense.

Because, I'm destined to die here, and so is the diary.

The outside has been completely occupied, and their whispers, destroying every nerve in me, linger and become a nightmare.

Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I have to try to remember whether I have a dream, whether I have made a movement in my sleep and be heard by them.

I may be the last survivor of this area, and since the last two days, the terrible wails of the night have ceased to surround the place.

But why do I miss somewhat, the cry of pain, the most desperate cry of my countrymen who have been occupied by evil......

That made me feel that there was also the kindness of the same kind of existence.

I'm sick, I know, but I can't stop it, and I won't be surprised if the next second I pick up the pistol next to me and shoot myself in the head.

……

Looking at it, Tang Chuan fell asleep, sleeping very sweetly.

If the owner of the diary knew that the most painful pen and ink he left behind in the last moments of his life was read by someone who had no heart and lungs as a bedtime story, perhaps there might be one more person for his curse.

Tang Chuan dreamed back to the blue star again, saw his former old people and homeland, and saw the baptism of the years, leaving irreversible traces on them.

But this time, before he could fully immerse himself, he was woken up by a loud noise.

Tang Chuan immediately sat up from the sofa and looked towards the source of the sound.

The Star Hunter Warrior sitting on the ground had already taken the first step, and the wind rushed out.

Tang Chuan came from behind and rushed to the "scene of the crime" almost at the same time as him.

On the top floor of this hotel, only Tang Chuan and them stayed, and before checking in, he also instructed the front desk, except for his own trouble, otherwise don't disturb at will.

However, at this moment, the waiter in the hotel uniform did not leave the take-off and landing cabin, and had already entered the top floor through the ventilation duct.

The hidden trap set by the Star Hunter Warrior captured him in an instant, and several ropes that were difficult to see with the naked eye tied him firmly to the ground.

The noise just now was made by him rolling down from the ventilation duct.

The waiter, who was firmly bound, trembled with fright when he saw Tang Chuan and Nocton coming in an instant, and said, "I, I am a hotel waiter, and I am here to ask Mr. Tang Chuan, if you need special services!" ”

"Huh!"

Tang Chuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and slammed him into the door with two feet.

Then he asked, "Didn't I say, don't come up if it's okay?" What is your hotel's service attitude? If you don't go with a take-off and landing cabin, what kind of Spider-Man are you? ”

The waiter was kicked and hurriedly argued: "I...... This is my private job and cannot be known by the hotel! Mr. Karakawa, I really didn't lie to you! Please don't tell the manager! ”

Tang Chuan didn't ask any more questions, and directly asked Quintasha to scan his memory.

Kuntasha's eyes flashed with brilliance, and finally her expression was a little ugly, and she said to Tang Chuan in her mind: "According to my investigation, it is indeed like this, he thinks...... Pick up some private work? If the guest is not there, he will sneak in and take some valuables, which he often does.

However, it's certainly not that simple, and now, the more normal, the weirder!"

Tang Chuan thought so too.

This hotel is quite high-end, will there be such a tasteless waiter?

Even if there is, from the lower floors, climb up the ventilation ducts, it is too big, and the ventilation ducts of the hotel can still connect the whole building in series?

The secret passage is pretty much the same!

Tang Chuan was silent, observing the waiter with an expressionless face.

found that he was terrified, but he was still looking around with his peripheral eyes.

So not afraid of death?

Tang Chuan went up with two big-eared scrapers, beat him up, and said, "To tell the truth, who sent you here and what is the purpose." ”

The waiter's eyes were full of gold stars, his cheeks were swollen, and he said in panic: "Don't, don't hit me!" I'm really not lying! I'll admit that in addition to taking on private work, I'm also stepping on a spot by the way, preparing to touch something after you leave, but I really don't have any bad intentions! ”

Tang Chuan said: "Is this still called no evil intentions? It seems that you are not very afraid, and you are still looking around, don't tell me, you are also stepping on the point? ”

The waiter immediately put away his afterglow and begged for mercy: "I, I know my mistake!" I won't fight you anymore, my friend can give you a discount in the background, don't report me, I can waive your room fee for these days! ”

Tang Chuan looked at him for a while, and then said lightly: "Well, let's go, just don't come to cause trouble again, I'll let you go this time." ”

"Ah......h

Before the waiter could react, the noose on his body was automatically untied and fell to the ground.

was stunned for a while, until Tang Chuan wiped his hands and went to the side to drink, he reacted and said, "Thank you, as long as you don't report me, I guarantee that you will enjoy the discount in the end, please!" ”

Tang Chuan: "Get out!" ”

The waiter didn't dare to say more, so he ran out and got into the ventilation duct.

Nocton hesitated for a moment and asked, "Just let him go?" Here, there is a bit of a problem. ”

As he spoke, he knelt on one knee and reached under the sofa with his palm.

Finally, he pulled out an almost completely transparent, flake-like bugging device and crushed it.

explained: "This is what he was kicked in just now, and there is definitely something wrong with this person." ”

Tang Chuan put the wine glass on the counter and said, "I know there is a problem, that's why I let him go, your new task is here, monitor him, see who he will contact, use this to contact me." ”

On the side of the face of the Star Hunter Warrior, a vein appeared, which was a pager derived from the fantasy attribute.

Nocton nodded and said, "Okay, I just applied tracking powder on him, and no matter who he touched, I could see it at a glance." ”

"Go ahead."

"Yes."