"When, when, when......"

The sound of the floor clock on the first floor rang twelve times in a row, and the crucial 12 midnight came.

Xia Yanzhen had already determined that there was a problem with the timing of the floor clock.

In his calm and normal state, his heartbeat was about fifty beats per minute, including the battle with Jin, Xia Yanzhen's heartbeat did not exceed sixty beats per minute.

Judging the time with the heartbeat, Xia Yanzhen was sure that from 11 o'clock to 12 o'clock, only a little more than half an hour had passed.

The floor clock downstairs, the time is not right.

So, is the hotel's time based on the only grandfather clock that currently stands?

You'll soon be answered.

The door of the room on the opposite side of 302 was closed, and Xia Yanzhen poked his head out of the room and looked at the corridor in the middle.

He heard a slight sound of the door opening.

The door to room 306 opened, and a fat man walked out, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and they all muttered, "The happy hour has begun." ”

"Barrels?" Xia Yanzhen frowned.

The drunkard came to the door of the room where 305 Richard was, and shook it three or four times in just a few steps, and it didn't fall.

"Open the door, open the door, let's have a drink!" The drunkard slammed the door and said loudly.

I don't know how Richard from 305 will react.

A few seconds later, the door to 305's room opened.

The drunkard walked in, the door closed, and everything was calm again.

Xia Yanzhen came to the bedside and called the front desk.

"What's the matter?" After a while, Douglas over there picked up the phone.

"Help me contact 305, Richard's room, I saw a drunk on 306 come out and enter his room." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Okay." Douglas transferred the call to 305.

Standing in this room, Xia Yan really couldn't hear the ringing of the 305 phone.

After a full five minutes, Douglas turned the call back and asked, "How?" ”

"No one answered." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Then leave it alone." Douglas said in an indifferent tone, "Do you care about the life or death of these white-skinned pigs?" ”

"I just care about what's going on inside the hotel." Xia Yanzhen replied.

He certainly hadn't forgotten that this was a scene against killing, and he wouldn't have fearless compassion for others.

There is no idea of saving people either.

Just trying to figure out what's going on.

"Just protect yourself." After Douglas said a word, he hung up.

Xia Yanzhen put down the earpiece and walked out of the room directly.

Didn't feel any change.

He knocked on the door of Room 301 and no one came to open it, then he walked to the door of Room 305 and began to knock.

I kept knocking for five minutes, again without any response.

Xia Yanzhen took a step back, kicked out, and kicked open the door of the room.

A strong smell of wine came to his face, and Xia Yanzhen saw the fat drunkard and Richard sitting on the ground, and there were many wine bottles on the ground.

The fat drunkard had an exaggerated beard, a wine bottle in his hand, and was pouring "tons and tons" of wine into his mouth.

Some of the liquor ran down the corners of his mouth, leaving his beard and wetting his white vest.

Richard also held a bottle of wine and drank non-stop.

The face is full of intoxication and comfort.

"Huh?"

The door was kicked open, and the drunkard turned his head and smiled, "Another one, do you want a drink too?" ”

"No, I don't drink." Xia Yanzhen refused.

"It's okay, can you have a drink?" The drunkard said, "I promise you will never forget it and fall in love with it once you drink it." ”

"Nope." Xia Yanzhen continued to refuse.

The drunkard stood up, staggered over, pulled out a wine bottle behind his back, and handed it to Xia Yanzhen: "Come, take a sip, if you don't drink, you won't give me face." ”

Xia Yanzhen almost laughed out loud: "You actually have 'wine table culture'?" ”

"Drink!"

The drunkard's expression became hideous, and he grabbed Xia Yanzhen's cheek with one hand, and was about to break it open and forcibly pour wine.

Xia Yanzhen kicked out.

A solid kick in the drunkard's stomach.

The drunkard flew upside down with his feet off the ground, and he crashed directly into the window of the room and flew out.

"A little weak, and a little bullet?"

Xia Yanzhen frowned and took a few steps to the window.

He really didn't intend to kick this effect.

He saw the drunkard fall outside the hotel, and got up with a hideous face: "My wine! ”

The bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the wine inside flowed out.

A large amount of liquid began to emerge from the drunkard's body, and a strong smell of alcohol emanated from him.

Even if you stand at the window on the third floor, this distance can't stop the strong smell.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly became wet.

The drunkard's mouth was opened at an exaggerated angle, and the upper and lower jaws were almost one hundred and eighty degrees, as if a column of wine was about to erupt from it.

At this moment, in the darkness behind him, a ...... covered with gray hair The tentacles stretched out and instantly enveloped the drunkard.

The drunkard lost his balance, his head turned to the sky, and at the same time he spewed out a pillar of strong liquor, and was swept into the darkness.

A second later, there was a creepy chewing sound in the darkness.

A minute later, something flew out and rolled down into the shrouded area of the hotel lights.

It was a human skull, and some blood had slid down from it.

Xia Yanzhen looked into the deep darkness and couldn't see anything inside.

What could a tentacle with gray-white hair be?

Turning around, Richard didn't pay any attention to what was going on in the room, still drinking.

He took the last sip, and there was no more water in the bottle.

"Good ......"

Hanhu couldn't say a word, and Richard fell to the ground.

Snoring echoed through the room.

Xia Yanzhen didn't bother to wake him up, walked out of the room, and closed the door by the way - the lock of the door was kicked by him and could no longer be locked.

Back in the room, Xia Yanzhen continued to open the door wide and sat on the chair.

The night flew by.

It's not an exaggeration, it's a statement of facts.

With the arrival of the second half of the night, the frequency of the floor clock on the first floor is getting faster and faster.

Between 5 and 6 o'clock, only fifteen minutes later, the floor clock struck.

After six o'clock, the time of the grandfather clock returned to normal, and it took almost an hour for it to ring.

After 6 o'clock, the darkness outside the hotel gradually fades away.

By 7 o'clock, it was completely bright.

At night in the hotel, the hands of the grandfather clock will rotate faster and faster, and the whole time is based on the grandfather clock.

Xia Yanzhen stood at the window and looked out, except for the road he saw last night, there was a wilderness, few low trees, and some yellow and green grass that was not too luxuriant.

At a glance, you can't see the edge.

As for the "animal" that appeared last night, it is long gone.

In the whole wilderness, there is only one lonely happy hotel.

The zoo is big, but there are no animals.

After 7 o'clock, Xia Yanzhen walked out of the room and knocked on the door of 302.

No one came to open the door for a while, Xia Yanzhen raised his foot and kicked the door open, and the room was empty.

The quilt on the bed was neatly organized, and there was no trace of sleeping at all.

Service Agent Eight never came to the room at all.

"Can you get out now?" As soon as he walked out, the door next to him opened, and Kazumi asked.

Among the several newcomers, the dead Kim knew at a glance that he was not easy to mess with.

Mrs. Jones also has a fierce and awe-inspiring temperament.

Douglas has already shown what he's capable of – though it's a bit humiliating to faint after being punched in the jaw by King.

But resilience is also a sign of strength.

Richard can be regarded as ordinary, while Kazumi has a weak temperament.

She was petite, her eyes were big, and when she looked at Xia Yanzhen, the words "panic" were conveyed.

"Hmm." Xia Yan really responded.

Kazumi cautiously stepped out of the room door, acting like a deer trying to drink water.

"Huh."

Mocking laughter rang out along with the sound of the door opening, and Mrs. Jones opened it and leaned against the door frame, "Who are you going to show you like?" ”

Kazumi looked at Mrs. Jones with an expression of confusion.

Mrs. Jones scoffed: "You don't think that you can fool others by deliberately pretending to be like this, do you?" ”

It's all a thousand-year-old fox, just pretending to be weak and harmless here?

"I don't have ......," Kazumi said.

"Someone who can be deceived like you probably doesn't need you to deceive him like this." Mrs. Jones said.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Kazumi shrunk back.

Mrs. Jones no longer paid attention to Hemei, looked at Xia Yanzhen and said, "What happened last night?" I saw you walk out of the room. ”

"Let's wait for everyone to arrive." Xia Yanzhen said, "Let's go down again." ”

He was clearly not alone in not sleeping last night.

Xia Yanzhen believed that everyone was not sleeping, they were observing the outside through the cat's eye in the room, or other possible abilities.

Soon, Qin Feng and the others also pushed open the door of the room and walked out.

Only room 305 remains unchanged.

A few people went over and found that the door of the room was hidden, and then looked, the lock was broken.

Mrs. Jones looked at Xia Yanzhen: "You did it?" ”

"Hmm." Xia Yanzhen did not shy away from admitting it, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

A rich smell of wine hits the face.

Several people couldn't help frowning.

After a night, the smell of the wine did not disappear, but became heavier.

It feels like entering a brewing factory, and the flavor after various fermentations is stronger than that of industrial alcohol.

Richard was lying on the floor, in exactly the same posture as when Xia Yanzhen left.

But the bottle next to it was gone, and there was not a single one left.

Moreover, Xia Yanzhen saw that the window that was damaged by the drunkard last night had been restored to its original state.

While it looks intact, there are even stains that have not been washed for a long time.

"Heh, that's interesting." Xia Yanzhen smiled.

Liu Yu walked into the room, squatted down and poked Richard's neck before withdrawing his hand: "He's dead." ”

"Dead?"

Everyone was suddenly a little surprised, and instinctively looked back, while pulling a little distance from Xia Yanzhen, they looked at him.

"Explain?" Mrs. Jones looked at Xia Yanzhen.

"Explain what?"

Xia Yanzhen asked rhetorically, walked into the room and came to Richard.

Liu Yu stood up to make way for Xia Yanzhen.

"Let's see if it's really dead first." Xia Yanzhen stretched out his hand to check.

The heart, breathing, blood flow is completely stopped.

The body was warm, and it looked like it had just died.

"I think he's really dead." Liu Yu said, "Can you explain it now?" ”

"Huh."

Xia Yanzhen turned his right hand, and the spell spirit bone blade appeared in his hand, slashing across Richard's neck, "Now, it's really dead." ”