Just when Fang Shaoping and Claire entered ambiguous mode, the curly-haired young man lowered his head and walked silently in the corridor on the sixteenth floor.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, I've eaten too much, my digestion is not very good, walk around the corridor more."

"Sir, we have an infirmary here, and guests staying in the presidential suite can enjoy free medical care."

"Okay, thank you, I'll go if there's something."

"Well, then I won't bother you, I wish you a pleasant stay!"

The waiter passed by wave after wave, and the curly-haired young man responded with the same words every time, and over time, the waiters understood that the curly-haired young man was taking a walk to eat, so they didn't pay too much attention to it.

The curly-haired young man walked back and forth in the corridor a few times, and his lowered eyes began to condense unpleasantness.

He didn't know who was in the eighth arrondissement, who was in which room.

He hasn't been up close to him, and his ability and success rate will be very low.

And just as the curly-haired young man sighed lightly and was about to leave, the door of a suite suddenly opened, and the old dream of the empty city came out of it.

"Hey, Miss Waitress."

"Sir, how can I help you?"

A tall waitress immediately walked over to the side of the old dream of the empty city.

The curly-haired young man lowered his head and walked straight over, and then accidentally bumped into the waitress.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I just thought about it and didn't look at the road at all. ”

The curly-haired young man looked up and apologized to the waitress, and at the same time glanced apologetically at the old dream of the empty city.

The old dream of the empty city was stunned for a moment, what happened?

How could this unsightly curly-haired young man give him a strange feeling that seemed to see through the trajectory of his fate?

The veteran's intuition made the old dream of the empty city carefully look at the back of the curly-haired young man who turned away, there was nothing special, especially on the top of his head, there was no guild logo and the code name of the reincarnation at all, that is, he was not a reincarnation.

Maybe I'm dazzled!

"It's okay." The waiter responded with an apology from the curly-haired youth, and also woke up the old dream of the empty city from his thoughts.

The old dream of the empty city did not go to his heart, but showed a strange smile, stared at the waitress, and whispered:

"Beauty, do you provide that kind of service here?"

"What do you mean, sir?" The waitress asked with a wink.

The old dream of the empty city gestured with his hand:

"That's the kind of ...... The kind of ...... that can XX " Seeing that the waitress had not reacted, the old dream of the empty city simply said: "Big sword!" Is there a big sword!? ”

"Oh...... Some. ”

Seeing that the waitress gave an affirmative answer, the old dream of the empty city suddenly radiated, and said in a low voice:

"Is there a special place, or is it ...... In my room? ”

"It's all right!"

The waitress earnestly explained:

"The eighteenth floor of our place is the foot massage center, open 24 hours a day, Mr. can go up at any time to choose a technician, if you want to complete the massage in your own room, then you lose the right to choose a technician, we will assign it randomly, if Mr. is not satisfied, then you have to pay 50% of the hour."

"Damn! Brother is picky in this regard! If you're a little dissatisfied, your brother won't reach the super cool realm, so let's lead the way! Let's go up to the eighteenth floor! ”

"Yes, sir, please come with me!"

The waitress smiled and nodded, leading the way.

The old dream of the empty city made a triumphant gesture and followed the waitress upstairs with great interest.

Sitting in the elevator, when I saw the waitress press up to the 18th floor, and the button was in a red starting state, I didn't know what was going on, and the old dream of the empty city had a not very good feeling, and I seemed to ...... Gone and gone?

"I say, miss!"

"What's wrong, sir?"

"You guys just mark the eighteenth floor here! You know that in our culture, when building a building, eighteen is not a very auspicious number, so the eighteenth floor where we will be replaced by 17A and 17B, instead of marking the 18th floor. ”

"Why is that?" The waitress asked curiously.

"Because there are eighteen floors in hell, no one wants to live on the eighteenth floor." The old dream of the empty city narrowed his eyes.

"That may be due to the cultural differences between the East and the West! We don't have a thirteenth floor here, because in our eyes, 13 is an unlucky number, and the eighteenth floor doesn't make a difference. ”

"That's it!"

Just in the thoughts of the old dream of the empty city, the elevator opened, and the light on the entire eighteenth floor seemed very dark, but the walls were all pink tones, and there was a strange fragrance, which brought him an ambiguous feeling, and the old dream of the empty city suddenly put the slightest doubt behind, and under the leadership of the waitress, he stepped into the darkness.

"Bang bang bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

Early in the morning, Fang Shaoping was awakened by a violent knock on the door.

Rub, why is the waiter in this five-star hotel so unqualified! Is there such a thing as a tenant's door?

Fang Shaoping opened his sleepy eyes, and went to open the door a little crookedly, suddenly remembered something, grabbed the sunglasses on the bedside and put them on his face, these hazy states and crooked and crooked conditions that had just woken up were impossible to happen to reincarnators, so Fang Shaoping was just an ordinary person now.

"I said how do you service workers ......?"

After opening the door with a hint of anger, Fang Shaoping was stunned for a moment.

Because there was a crowd of people standing in front of him, FBI staff, police officers, hotel attendants, hotel foremen, and even managers in suits and leather shoes.

"May I ask if you are Mr. Fang Eighteen?" A bald-headed man with an indifferent face at the front asked.

"Yes." Fang Shaoping nodded, completely sleepy.

He was secretly thinking to himself, could it be that yesterday's incident was not investigated, and he continued to collect evidence? But it won't be so many people!

"Hello Mr. Fang, I'm Inspector of the FBI, Carlos."

Carlos stretched out his hand to shake Fang Shaoping, and then directly took out a document and asked:

"Do you know Mr. Wang Kongcheng?"

Fang Shaoping took the document and saw that it was the passport of the old dream of the empty city.

When these reincarnators enter the world where the god of death comes1, the main god must send money and identity.

Without an ID card or passport, in a highly realistic world, it is definitely difficult to move an inch, and it is impossible to live in a star-rated hotel.

The name of the old dream of the empty city is Wang Kongcheng, and the rest of the reincarnators, including himself, are all tourists from Huaxia.

Fang Shaoping suddenly had an extremely bad feeling in his heart, and his expression immediately became solemn:

"Inspector Carlos, what's wrong with my brother?"