Chapter 175: The Empty Shell of the Dead Heart
"Sounds good, the golden bunny mask gives you courage, or is it a place to escape?" The man laughed and said, "My name is Aisen, and I am the director of the Blue Sky Hotel, and meeting is fate, why don't you get to know each other?" ā
"Captain of the Imperial City Guard, Tyrannosaurus. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "Tyrannosaurus shook Aisen's outstretched hand.
"Well, it looks like you don't want to be friends with me yet." Eisen let go of Tyrannosaur's hand and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe away the residual warmth of Tyrannosaurus. He said, "Brother, I look down on you now. It's really embarrassing for me that you're wearing this mask, but I'm actually the Tyrannosaurus himself, and your inferior imitation makes me feel bad. This mask is uncomfortable, is it, the next time you come here for a drink, do you want me to give you a straw? ā
"Hey, I'm just depraved, this damn city and the damn country should be protected. Even if I don't have time to drink, even if I lose the woman who lingers every day, even if I have nothing but the armor on my body and the gun in my hand...... Nothing, I'll protect you, damn it! Baron said.
Aisen felt in his pocket and took out a pair of gloves and a work card from it, which was printed with the official seal of the Blue Sky Bird royal family and the words "Temporary Director of the Blue Sky Hotel".
Eisen said, "Well, even if you're a Tyrannosaurus, you're nothing now. Because you have chosen the identity of the Tyrannosaurus to fall, from heaven to hell. Everyone can fall, but the identity and time of the fall must be distinguished, the wings can be temporarily folded, but the sense is not allowed to be broken, because after the fall, they have to fly up and return to their own place. I was the temporary director of the Blue Sky Hotel, and the original director died, and so suddenly, I didn't even have time for a memorial service. The burden he laid down fell on my shoulders, and I kept my smile and didn't even have time to cry for him. ā
"My father, he was a supervisor for so many years...... When he left, there was not a single corpse. He was devoted to his profession, but there was no prince to grieve for him. He died in front of my eyes, but I still have to smile, professionally, because I still have to entertain guests. My identity is a professional waiter at the Blue Sky Hotel, the face of the royal family, and I can't fall with him. So I'm going to twist the hotel gears one by one and keep spinning with them until the burden on my shoulders can be put down......"
"However, I still have another identity: I am still a man of flesh and blood, or his son. Because of this status, every night after the guests have fallen asleep, I will go to the underground bar, where I will be an ordinary person who dares to cry and laugh. I'm here to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and I know I'm fallen, but I don't care, when the day and night pass, I'm not my fallen self - I'm going to be a professional Essen supervisor again. ā
Baron listened in silence until he finished speaking. "I'm sorry to hear that," said Tyranno. ā
"What about you? When you fell, was it as a tyrannosaurus, or as a coward? I'm Director Aisen, that's the real me, I'm able to survive in society, so I'm not going to fall into it. Tell me, who is the real you? ā
Under Aisen's questioning, Baron couldn't resist, and he chose to be silent and turn his head away.
Who is the real me? Is it the fallen Jade Tianliu, or the fallen tyranny. Baron thought.
"Take off the shell of the strong and face life head-on. If you're not desperate enough, don't weld the mask to your face, don't be like me - die in the glory of the shell. Eisen said loudly behind the Tyrannosaurus.
Baron heard him drink and Eisen walked forward quickly, his hand grabbing Baron's shoulder.
Baron asked, "What's wrong?" Anything else? It can't be because my mask really dislikes you. ā
Aisen said: "Come with me, although I don't know if you have the strength of the Tyrannosaurus, but I know that you have the financial resources that are different from ordinary people. While I'm still an ordinary person, I have a dirty deal I want to talk to you about. It won't take too much time, people live in the world, and it seems that there is a long way from life to death, but when the sickle of death is cut down, the goodbye is only a matter of moments. ā
"Let's go, it's not far from dawn."
Eisen takes Tyrannosaurus to a secret room, he has been working at the Sky Hotel for much longer than Tyranny, and they arrive at the secret room where Tyrannosaurus has no memory in his mind. When I opened the door, the dry, muddy air choked Tyrannosaurus's mouth and nose, and the room was full of dust, and plaster blocks were placed on the ground large and small, and many stones were piled up together.
"Is this a utility room, or is it an artist's room?" Baron asked, alerting the unfamiliar environment because there was some rancid smell in the smell of dust. He wasn't sure what was going on, as it smelled of heavy paint, which should have masked the rancid stench of dead rats.
"This is Jiao's room, and we both used to be university students, classmates in art classes, and very good friends," Eisen said. In order to help my father reduce his workload, I chose to drop out of school and join the royal family to train as a waiter, where I became a waiter. My relationship with Jiao was not estranged by this, and I would take her to play during the holidays, when we would be very tight. We were in close contact, but for some reason, she suddenly lost touch since the school was going to have an art exhibition. It wasn't until a few days before the art show that I got a call from her. ā
"She said, I'm sorry, Eisen, it seems that I can't finish the statue for the art exhibition......" Eisen imitated the woman's tone, as if he was talking to the woman named Jiao.
"I was taken aback, and after listening to her, I felt that she was weak. I was worried, I said, what? What's wrong? ā
She said, "There's still the part of the hand and cheek, so I'll leave it to you."
Eisen shook his head, a bitter smile and a sad look. "The phone hung up until the day before the art show, when I got a call from the Praetorian Guard informing me of her death ā she's been dead for almost two weeks," he said. Impossible? I just got a call the other day! I followed the Praetorian Guards to the scene, or rather, I took the Praetorian Guards to this room. At that time, Jiao's body fell to the ground, and the way to die was because all the organs in her stomach were hollowed out. The murderer was very vicious, and the muscles and bones from her chest to her abdomen were gouged out. ā
Ethan crouched down and drew a human figure on the ground with his fingers. The location where the body used to lie was marked, and the atmosphere of the whole room became eerie, and the atmosphere of the crime scene enveloped the two of them.
"She died at the hotel where I worked, and I didn't know it." Eisen said remorsefully.