In Meizhou, Guangzhou, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening when I arrived.

I got into a taxi and handed over the address given to me by the master to the driver.

The driver shook his head and said, "There is no such hotel on the address." ”

"Are you sure?" I said.

The driver started the car and said, "I've been walking here every day for five years, where is the old city." If you don't build a new hotel, you won't lose anything. If I'm not mistaken, your address is now a supermarket, and that's the only thing that can be opened. ”

"The Old Town?" I said.

"A place on the edge of the city, a place where the house price is high but the house is the most broken. Seeing that you have so much luggage, are you here to join relatives or to work? The driver said.

"Let's find someone." I said helplessly.

The driver talked to me a lot after that, and basically it was the situation of the place I was going to. But the master didn't ask much about me going to find someone, and after ten minutes, the master pointed to the building not far away and said, "This is the address you said, but now this is a large supermarket." The hotel is probably the previous one, and the hotel here will close down sooner or later. ”

I got out of the car and picked up my luggage, looking at the place not far away where the driver was pointing.

I simply took out my mobile phone and took a photo, and sent it to my master in France by email. It's night, and it's just dawn in France.

I walked towards the supermarket, hoping that you would ask for something.

When I entered the door, I saw the security guard at the door.

I walked over and said, "Hello, do you know how old this supermarket is?" What was this place before the supermarket? ”

The security guard shook his head and said, "I've only been here for two years, I don't know. ”

I had no choice but to leave my luggage at the front desk and plan to check out the supermarket.

I walked around the supermarket, which has three floors.

I stumbled upon a situation where the general structure of this supermarket is almost exactly the same as the master's Soixante-Trois hotel in France.

Of course, this also refers to the house type, and at this moment I seem to be back at the master's hotel.

I remember that our hotel was designed by a designer by a master, and all the money we invested in a few years was invested. However, the master seems to be particularly concerned about the decoration of the house, and chose a place that is 20% more expensive than we expected.

But the master has always insisted on feng shui or something, saying that the 20% is definitely worth it.

At this moment, it is estimated that the master remembered the previous hotel after seeing it.

I searched the supermarket for the location of the hotel in order.

The water bar, the hall, the private room, I thought of finding the back kitchen afterwards.

I feel that some places are very affectionate, but if you look closely, you will see that there are differences.

The location of the rear kitchen, where there is a two-way door.

On the door was written the staff passage, and I barely understood the word "passage" using the only Chinese words I had.

There are not a lot of guests and staff around at the moment.

It was already a little late, and I sneaked close to the staff passage and pushed the door open.

It's a hallway, and the entire back kitchen is stacked with goods. The surrounding corridor was lined with bags of rice and oil, and I thought this should be a temporary warehouse.

I looked around closely, and the walls around me were yellow.

This is supposed to be the place where the fire was burned, and I think about what traces should be left more or less.

I took out my phone and took a few more pictures, and when I held the camera up I noticed something strange.

Directly above the wall, there is a round hole. It was about the size of a head, and at the moment it was stuffed with a dozen empty plastic bottles.