Chapter Eighty-Three: Another Traveler
The male waiter and the old man didn't expect that there would be such a show, the room rate of one dollar is not expensive, of course, considering the dirty and oppressive environment here, even if it is half cheaper, no one may want to live, but the only means of transportation in the town to contact the outside world is out of service tonight, Zhang Heng does not live here and has no place to live, from this point of view, he has to pay this dollar, but no one thought that he did not have a coin in his pocket.
After a moment of silence, the old man spoke, "Forget it, I helped him pay for the room, since it is a celebration, we can't just be happy with ourselves, it's rare to have guests coming, we should still show some of the host's temperament." He finally brought Zhang Heng here, how could he not give up his efforts for a dollar.
"Since you're willing to help him pay for it, of course I don't have a problem." The waiter said, while helping Zhang Heng check in, and Zhang Heng also signed his name in the passenger book.
The old man left quietly at some point, as if his appearance was to bring Zhang Heng into this hostel.
Zhang Heng was about to follow another waiter upstairs, but at this moment, another figure walked in from outside, he looked a little anxious and a little flustered, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, just said, "Give me a room." ”
"A dollar." The waitress repeated the price with a blank face.
Zhang Heng knew that this was another guest of the Gilman Inn mentioned by the waiter earlier, which was quite obvious, not only because of the other party's normal appearance, but also because he did not have the damp and gloomy feeling that the townspeople had.
Since everyone is from outside, maybe we can communicate a little?
Zhang Heng stopped, but before he could speak, he saw the other party casting a vigilant gaze at him.
Zhang Heng had hunted, so he could read this kind of gaze.
This is the look in the eyes of the prey when it is running away, and it will not trust anyone or anything at such times.
"Room 428." The waitress said to the new guests.
After that, the two new guests of the Gilman Lodge followed another waiter to the top floor of the hostel, and the waiter opened the door for Zhang Heng, which was a single room facing the street, a good continuation of the town's usual style, dark and shabby, with two windows and some cheap furniture, from the appearance of which no one had used them for a long time, a steel-bone bed, this thing obviously had nothing to do with softness.
This also made Zhang Heng have no hope for the promise of delicious food, but given that it was now time to eat, Zhang Heng still asked the waiter, "What is there to eat in the hostel?" ”
"We don't provide meals." The latter said coldly, but then probably remembered his identity as a waiter and added stiffly, "There is a restaurant in the town, right next to the hostel." ”
"Thank you." Zhang Heng said, he didn't tip the other party, but fortunately, the waiter didn't care much, so he turned around and left.
So only Zhang Heng and another guest were left on the top floor.
The latter's room No. 428 was diagonally opposite Zhang Heng, but after he entered the room, he immediately closed the door vigilantly, making it clear that he didn't want to see anyone again.
And Zhang Heng didn't rush to disturb his temporary neighbors, he took a moment to check his house first.
The faucet is broken, and the waiter has already told them this when they go upstairs.
In other words, it's a magical hostel that offers neither food nor running water. That would explain why there were no other guests here besides the two of them.
The planks of the wardrobe cracked, the doors creak when they open and close, a thin layer of floating ash accumulates on the table, and the dirty quilt has a damp feeling of the rainy season, and to be honest, if it is not for the shelter from the wind and rain, sleeping here is not much different from sleeping on the street.
And the bad thing doesn't stop there, Zhang Heng noticed that there is no latch inside the door, which means that even if the door is locked, people outside can open it with a key, and judging from the traces above, the latch was obviously removed not long ago.
Interesting.
Thankfully, the good news wasn't without that, at least the old electric light overhead was still working, and although the bulb head was blackened and the orange glow was a little dim, it was good news before night.
Of course, there are all kinds of signs that something will happen tonight, and if the power is cut off, even if the light bulb is still intact, it will still be useless.
Zhang Heng approached the window, pulled up a little curtain, and looked at the street below.
There seemed to be a little more people on the street, and there were some people from the Order mixed in, they were really preparing for the evening celebration with their intentions, and everyone was wearing some kind of gold ornaments, but Zhang Heng didn't see what food they were preparing.
It's hard to live without food and drink.
After all, most people don't care much about the origin and substance of the celebration, they just want to find an excuse to eat and drink to treat their stomachs, and a celebration without food and drink is like a cake without cream.
But the group of parties downstairs didn't seem to think so, they still looked interested, Zhang Heng looked at it for a while and turned his gaze a little farther away, and saw the embankment in the distance, and the black line on the sea in the distance.
When he first came, he also saw the black line, and Zhang Heng always felt that something was waiting for his summons.
The two small black dots on the breakwater embankment, which were supposed to be fishermen, put down their fishing rods in their hands, and suddenly jumped off the embankment.
Diving at such a high distance, it is still quite dangerous, not to mention the reef below, if you catch up with the wind and waves, maybe a big wave will sweep people away, but the other people on the embankment seem to have seen no surprise, and no one reacted when they saw the two of them diving, and continued to bury their heads in their own things.
Everything in this town is full of perverse eccentricities.
The church bell rings to indicate that the time has come to 7 p.m., and the sun has completely set, leaving only a little afterglow.
Zhang Heng put down the curtain in his hand, he was actually not very hungry, even if he didn't eat dinner, it was nothing, but considering what was going to happen at night, he needed to make some preparations in advance, the most important thing was to get a few weapons at hand, after all, he was almost in a state of cake now.
Zhang Heng went out and knocked on the opposite door.
"Who?" A vigilant voice came from within.
"I, like you, am I a foreigner, do you want to go out to eat together?"
There was silence in response, and the people in the room seemed to be thinking about the offer, and after a moment he opened the door.