"Ahh

When the cold arm was placed on Zhang Chen's shoulder, a fear of death was born from the depths of Zhang Chen's body and quickly spread throughout his body, causing a slightly trembling cry in his throat to come out.

"Mr. Anslin, Mr. Anslin......"

A familiar old lady's voice reached Zhang Chen's eardrums, and the interior of the hotel, which was still pitch black before, suddenly became brightly lit. And on Zhang Chen's shoulder, it was not the cold palm of the black woman before, but the palm of the proprietress with residual warmth.

"Mr. Anslin, have you seen the ghost?" The old lady looked at Zhang Chen, who had a sense of fear in her eyes that could not be dissipated for a long time, and said with joy.

Zhang Chen was stunned and hurriedly stood up from the ground, and at the same time touched his thigh with his hand in surprise.

"I ...... I'm going to write the story of your inn into my novel and promote it, I'm a little tired and need to go back to my room to rest." Zhang Chen didn't dare to say a word at all at this time, for fear of pushing himself into danger again unknowingly.

"Seeing how frightened you look, do you need to come to my husband's room and make you a cup of hot tea to warm up?"

"No need."

Zhang Chen smiled slightly and walked towards his room on the third floor by himself.

However, the old lady who smiled and watched Zhang Chen leave, after the other party entered the room, the expression on her face instantly froze. The old lady in her pajamas turned around and walked into the room where she was resting with her wife.

"Did the writer meet the woman? Haha......"

The room was lit up with red light. However, it was the sixty-year-old male boss who Zhang Chen was talking to when he entered the hotel. At this moment, he is holding a bloody machete in his right hand, while his left hand is grasping an ankle with a broken leg. Blood kept pouring out of the broken knee.

"In that case, let's spare his life, if we can attract more guests to our hotel, there will be a lot of fresh blood for the little grandson to drink. And you don't have to worry about food anymore, right? Old man......"

The white-haired old man under the red light directly lifted the left calf of the human being holding with his left hand, and bit down hard, and his mouth was full of bright red and tender flesh. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. nodded in approval.

…………

"Is it all an illusion? I thought I was going to die here."

Back in the room, the fireplace flame burned slightly. The cosy firelight warms the room. And the window on the windowsill was also closed tightly as before Zhang Chen went to bed, and there was no trace of opening.

Zhang Chen looked at the time on his watch'4:51'.For the rest of the time, Zhang Chen naturally didn't dare to continue sleeping, but sat next to the fireplace and began to sort out his thoughts. With a qiē are all calm. Zhang Chen also slowly calmed down.

The black woman told her boss that she had hanged herself in a hotel in 1860 because her child had died in bed of tuberculosis. But ......"

Zhang Chen remembers that when he was in this room a few minutes ago, when he looked at the black woman crawling on the bed, the white dress on the other party seemed to be modern clothing.

"The other party didn't mean to kill me, just let me experience a vision of near death...... Now that things have developed at the hotel, there may be something dangerous going on in the next hour of arriving at daylight. But it is not possible to leave now, because the main character in the movie waits until daylight to leave. You can't change the plot again."

Zhang Chen naturally didn't plan to sit here just doing nothing for an hour.

"Maybe the ghost of that black woman is hinting at me something, I can't sit still."

After getting up from his seat, Zhang Chen began to search the room again. And this time the search is aimed at some inconspicuous places that I haven't looked for before, but after rummaging through the entire room, no clues have been found.

"The black woman appeared in two separate places in the illusion, the first on the windowsill and the second on the head of the bed."

Zhang Chen moved his steps to stand on the windowsill where the black woman in a white dress stood in the dark night, and looked into the room from the same perspective. But after looking at it for a long time, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Zhang Chen's eyes rolled, suppressed his fear, turned off the lights and fireplace in the room, and stood on the windowsill again.

"That's!?"

This time when looking into the dark room from the same perspective. There was a shining spot at the head of the wooden bed, and when I got closer, it turned out to be staring at an extremely inconspicuous smooth iron nail on the wooden board at the head of the bed, because the moonlight made Zhang Chen look like a shining spot when he stood on the windowsill.

"Knock knock!" Zhang Chen raised his hand and knocked on the wooden board at the head of the bed, "Hollow!" "

However, the nails are stuck deep in the wood, and it is difficult to remove them without the help of instruments. Zhang Chen used the key and the small tools that could be used in the room to finally pull out the iron nails, and then the entire bedside plank was loosened, and like a wardrobe, Zhang Chen slowly opened to reveal the long-closed space inside.

Suddenly, a foul smell came from the inside, if it weren't for the window opening to circulate the air, this stench would probably make Zhang Chen nauseous and vomit.

Inside the plank were the white bones of what looked like children, with five skulls and bodies all interspersed, probably thrown into the interior before the corpses were still decomposing, so that wriggling white maggots crawled on the corpses that were now reduced to bones.

However, interspersed among the bones was a white letter

[,！ ]

"Hmm?...... Suicide note?"

Zhang Chen took out the white envelope and immediately closed the wooden plank at the head of the bed again, after all, the smell was really suffocating.

The content of the letter really shocked Zhang Chen, and the more he saw the content in his heart, the more shocking it became, so that Zhang Chen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and goosebumps were aroused all over his body.

…………

After the first rays of sunlight in the morning got angry, Zhang Chen put the door key on the counter and immediately walked out of the door and drove his car towards the city.

"Did you make the right bet?"

The moment Zhang Chen left the hotel with the car moving, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell, but when he turned his head to look at the hotel hidden in the woods on the side of the road, the black woman wearing a long white dress was standing faintly on the window sill on the third floor.

Zhang Chen immediately turned his head and didn't dare to look at him, if he was in reality now, he would definitely go to help. But I am in the 'heart of refinement', but I don't have the ability to meddle in things.

Unexpectedly, this black maid turned out to be the daughter-in-law of the two innkeepers...... The two had limited fertility and only gave birth to a son, which should have been a great joy, but immediately after the birth of the son, it was detected that he was a child with cerebral palsy, congenital cerebral palsy. The couple opened a hotel here, and slowly became more and more perverted and crazy, and began to torture some unregistered tenants or from other places......"

After that, the black maid was recruited into the hotel to do chores. In fact, it is to let his cerebral palsy child have a relationship with the maid, and want to have the next generation of normal offspring. Moreover, the two old men are extremely mentally extreme, and their attitudes are also extremely extreme. As long as boys don't want girls. In the end, the five baby girls who were born to the black maid were all strangled in the cradle, and the bones were pervertedly stuffed into the maid's bedside."

"The black maid, who is a tool for reproduction, is severely tortured day after day, and in addition to watching the brutal murder of the daughter she gave birth to, she also has to help clean up the bodies of innocent people who were tortured and killed by two old men every day. After finally giving birth to a son, she was reluctant to give it to the two old men, and tried to escape with her own child in her arms on a rainy night."

"However, after running on the long road in the dark night for less than five minutes, a bullet was fired into the right leg, and then two old men dragged him back to the hotel and hanged him alive on the beam of the staircase......"

After Zhang Chen recalled the inside story of the inn in the letter, he couldn't help but sigh loudly.

"Hehe...... in "1408", this inn is simply a foreshadowing at the beginning, and there is no excessive description at all. The video of the hotel is only five minutes long, but I experienced such a horrible thing. If I wait until the real '1408', I'll probably die, right?"

Zhang Chen tried his best to calm down on his own.

"There's still a long time between me and moving into '1408' in the movie, and a lot of that time is a gap in the movie, so maybe I can use this gap to do something."

Zhang Chen drove the car towards the city, and soon entered the blank period of the film. From 7:30 a.m. to 19:00 p.m. to a bookstore for book signing, nearly half a day is a time that Zhang Chen can use.

"The hotel where 1408 is located can't go right now. Just like Lian Yuxin's "Fatal ID", I'm afraid that the problem is not just 1408 in one room, but the entire hotel is very likely." In fact, when Zhang Chen watched the film, he felt that there was another suspicious place that was the black manager of the hotel, in order not to startle the snake, Zhang Chen did not plan to enter the hotel to collect intelligence.

"There are very few names about the deaths of 1408 found by the protagonist Tong Guò in the movie, but in the hands of the black manager of the hotel, there are detailed records of the deaths of 1408 over the years. If I want to get it, I'm afraid I have to get rid of the police department's archives to get information for me, I really don't know if the protagonist has this level of relationship."

Zhang Chen had a rough plan, and returned to his studio according to all the memories of the protagonist's life in his head, and began to call friends at the publishing house.

Anslin...... Are you going to the police station to get information? Well, let's have a meal at noon today, my cousin, who works in the police station, might be able to help."

Zhang Chen contacted a good friend of his, but he didn't expect to get the desired result directly. (To be continued)