"The men's room is on the second floor, and the women's room is on the third floor." The spider legs with several strings of keys were raised, and two slightly rusty keys were thrown to Lu Xingyun and Bo Zijin without mistake.

"I'm in 205, you're in 206, we live very close." Lu Xingyun deliberately raised his hand and patted Bo Zijin's shoulder, and the joy in his tone could not be concealed.

Bo Zijin brushed away Lu Xingyun's hand expressionlessly, and then patted the position where the other party had touched, as if it was stained with dust.

In fact, as far as Lu Xingyun is concerned, as soon as he got the key touched by the spider leg, he felt a paralysis and nausea between his fingers.

Wipe to be good.

So, the boss's suit is very suitable.

……

After Yuan Qingli went up to the third floor, he got the key to room 305 from Jin Wuwu and checked it slightly, which was quite heavy.

Open the door and feel the light switch on the side.

The light was lit up, and the smell of woody scent hit Yuanqing pear along with the whole view of the room.

Directly across from her was an old television set with an embroidered and hollowed-out TV towel that looked like a bride's hijab.

This reminded Yuan Qingli that her mother always loved to cover the refrigerator at home, and the air conditioner was covered with this beautiful covering cloth with lace.

There is only one bed in the room, a bedside table on the left side of the bed, and a sofa chair, which can be said to be very basic.

Interestingly, on the bedside table was a cold gray glass vase, which was not large, the size of a grown man's hand.

Yuan Qingli walked directly to the window and opened the closed curtains.

The light outside the window is dim, and the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled on the glass window, reflecting the cute and childlike graffiti on the glass window, reflecting a bit of dreaminess.

Push open the window and fresh air comes in.

Compared to the dark fog outside the window of Yihong Courtyard, this place looks like a human habitation.

The Yuanqing pear bed was not stained, and the door was checked, it was the kind of old lock, and the latch with the chain could be pulled after locking, double protection.

Yuan Qingli sighed slightly, in such a world, even bulletproof doors are probably useless.

Those who want to come in, will still come in.

recalled the hint that Bo Zijin gave himself when he went upstairs earlier.

The look in his eyes...... There is a little pity in the disgust, and there is a little bit of pity in the pity that I don't know how to come down quickly.

In the end, it was summarized and refined into four words by Yuan Qingli: something, collection.

She closed the door of her room, went downstairs, and without hesitation, turned directly to door 206 and knocked on it.

"Bo Zijin, I'm Yuan Qingli."

It was Lu Xingyun who opened the door, and he leaned against the door casually.

met Yuan Qingli's gaze: "How do you know to come directly to this room?" ”

"Who dares to disobey the boss's orders." Yuan Qingli teased and flexibly entered the house.

Bo Zijin's head was naturally chosen in his room.

Again.

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, Yuan Qingli knew it.

Lu Xingyun doesn't care too much about this innocuous little arrangement.

In a few words, he also followed Bo Zijin's meaning.

In the room, in addition to the overhead light, there was also the light of Bo Zijin's sharp eyes.

Wrapped in exploration and caution, the stars were splashed on Yuan Qingli's face.

Being looked at by such a pair of eyes, Yuan Qingli wanted to grab his arms and shake them vigorously: You speak quickly, you say it!

But Lu Xingyun couldn't stand it anymore, he wanted to kick this man, but in the end he changed it to a pat on the shoulder: "Stop playing dumb riddles, hurry up and speak." ”

After waiting for five seconds, the first sentence I heard from Mr. Ba was a disgusted complaint: "The environment here is so bad, I can't live here." ”

Yuan Qingli: "......"

Lu Xingyun: "......"

Receiving the speechless expressions of the two, Bo Zijin corrected his color and asked, "Have you seen the rules of the hotel downstairs?" ”

His gaze was downward, and his long eyelashes, like crow's feathers, swept down slightly, casting a shadow on his eyelids.

As soon as Lu Xingyun entered the door just now, his entire attention was on the spider, how could he care about anything else.

At most, go to catch his panicked soul.

"See. The boss is Jin Hee-hee, Jin Hee-hee, Jin Wuwu, how can these two people be related, right? Yuan Qingli said suspiciously.

Bo Zijin's knuckled fingers lightly tapped his temples: "Think about it here, what is this code trying to remind us?" ”