Qi Zhen noticed that even though there was such a big movement just now, none of the passengers in the room reacted to it. Of course, travelers who are bound by the rules do not dare to act rashly at night, which Qi Ji understands very well.

But what puzzled him even more was that he couldn't hear the slightest movement from the traveler's room.

After a short crisis, the hotel was completely calm, and Qi Yan, who was on night duty at the front desk, couldn't even hear the wind.

Qi Yan even suspected that the living tenants of the hotel were no longer in the same space as him, similar to the separation between the hotel lobby and the guest room.

This eerie silence invisibly gives rise to an unsettling sense of despair.

It's as if time has stopped, and I'm exiled in a vacuum.

But it's also a very thought-provoking environment.

Qi Zhen believes that although "404 Hot Spring Street" is a flexible dungeon, there must also be hidden main lines and hidden time limits, but these information points need to be explored by players themselves.

For example, on a certain date, the travelers who come in and break through the border will encounter a great crisis.

According to the clues just obtained, combined with the information of the highway FM, Qi Yan is inclined to believe that this hotel, or the entire hot spring street, will have a big explosion at some point.

The rule in the staff code of conduct, "Do not smoke for the health and safety of you and your guests," also confirms the conjecture of the explosion.

Smoking is a symbol of "fire" to a certain extent, so smoking is prohibited among the staff, and even the restaurant has switched to induction cookers.

The next thing they need to do is to accurately predict the time of the explosion, and before that, complete the clues to find a way to clear the level and leave the dungeon.

There is a desk calendar on the front desk, and today is December 29th.

Qi Yan flipped through the desk calendar casually, and didn't know what that special day would be.

There is another thing that Qi Ji cares about, the "Call Girl Small Card" in his hand is very similar to the painting style of the night safe imperial guard given to him at the front desk.

They are all typical ukiyo-e styles, and they are all blood-red as the main color, and now Qi Ji is not sure if this is a coincidence, or if there is some kind of connection between the small card and the omamori.

Thinking makes time flow faster.

After combing through the known clues, Qi Zhen drank the cold beer that Mr. Lord had "bribed".

The alcohol was relaxing, and it didn't take long for Qi Jiu to snooze a little.

The girl at the front desk only said that he should not pay attention to the strange voice, and did not say that he could not be lazy and nap.

The winter nights are long, and it is almost eight o'clock in the morning, and there is a faint light outside the window.

With the "creak" of the proprietress pushing the door in, this hotel forgotten by time came to life again.

"Morning, hard work last night." The proprietress hiding behind the mask looked at Qi Jiu, who was on duty at night.

Qi Yan bowed politely: "It's what I should do." ”

At the same time, the system will release a reward [Congratulations on successfully completing the side quest "Become a Temporary Duty Front Desk*1 Night" and unlock Survival Coins*300]

[Because you have performed well at work, the boss's satisfaction with you has become higher, please keep up the good work]

Since he bound the "NPC Time Limited" skill, NPCs' favorability towards him began to be entered into the system in real time.

After a short greeting with the proprietress, Qi Jiu, who had completed the night task, could finally go back to the room to rest.

When he pushed the door and entered, Qin Rang was lying on the bed with sleepy eyes.

"Morning." Qin Rang yawned heavily, lifted his eyelids to look at Qi Jiu, who was all bearded and tailed, moved his nose and muttered, "Eh, why do you smell of wine?" Secretly drank last night? ”

"Is it so obvious?" Qi Yan also sniffed his collar: "It's too boring to be on duty, so I got a glass of beer to relieve my boredom." ”

"Huh," Qin Rang poked his head out with great interest, "Isn't the vending machine in the hotel empty?" Where does the beer come from? ”

After entering the hotel, he noticed that there was a vending machine in the lobby, but there were no goods in the vending machine, and it was not even plugged in.

Qi Yan smiled: "Special for the night watch." ”

Qin Rang: ......

Qi Yan put his face next to Qin Rang's pillow and suddenly asked, "By the way, did you hear anything last night?" ”

Qin Rang probed from the quilt again: "Movement? No, nothing happened last night. ”

"That's right..."Qi Ji was silent thoughtfully for half a second, "That's good." ”

Sure enough, the loud noise in the hotel lobby does not reach the guest rooms.

Qi Yan took out the peace guard in his pocket again to check, but the moment the daylight illuminated the guard, this guard was like a burned paper, and it instantly turned to ashes in front of his eyes.

The girl at the front desk didn't lie to him, this omamori is indeed a one-time consumable.

When Qi Zhen finished washing up and was about to catch up on sleep, there was a lot of movement in the corridor one after another, followed by a continuous commotion.

The sound of footsteps, cries, screams and whispers mingled together, and it was very lively.

Qin Rang put his ear on the shoji door: "It seems that something happened outside." ”

Qi Yan put aside the face towel, turned his head and said, "Let's go, as hotel staff, we will also go and help." ”

The two of them wore good clothes and pushed the door open, and many rooms in the corridor were open.

Two staff members, also wearing yukata robes and noh faces, were carrying stretchers and walking out of room 109.

In the corridor, three stretchers covered with white cloth were already placed side by side.

One of the white cloth stretchers was parked in front of Room 101, and Qi Yan remembered that it was a relatively elderly couple staying in Room 101.

The stretcher in front of Room 101 was unlike anything else, the white cloth covering the contents was instantly soaked, and the excess water dripped from the edge of the stretcher to the floor, forming many small puddles of various sizes.

The woman in room 101 was covered with bandages and was obviously injured, and at this moment she was lying on the stretcher crying breathlessly: "If you hadn't gambled and used up the survival coins, we wouldn't have to rush into this dungeon, I told you that I had a bad premonition that something would definitely happen this time..."

Her cries continued to echo in the death-filled corridors.

The smell of burnt burnt became stronger, and the strange smell of the inopportune place was unsettling, like the smell of burning meat, which could also be explained by the fact that the inn was preparing breakfast for its guests.

The white cloth stretchers were carried out one after another, one in front of room 101, three in front of room 109, and one in front of room 112.

There were five people missing last night, ignoring the unknown casualty rate, and excluding the body on the road, the death rate on the first night of the copy was 25%.

Sure enough, the more people who were pulled in, the higher the mortality rate.

Besides, there are not many senior players this time, and it seems that most of them are life oriented players in Ji Xiaoyekou, and they really can't earn coins in the dying city before they enter the dungeon to work and earn money.

Qi Yan had already written down the house numbers of all the guest rooms last night, and at this moment, only rooms 115, 117, and 105, where Xiaomi's mother and daughter lived, were not moving.

Qi Zhen remembered that the single woman in 115 ate hot spring egg ramen last night, 117 The two witches chose the steak of the whole life, and the mother and daughter ate dessert and sashimi respectively.

Now the 102 couples who have copied the witch's homework and chose raw steak are standing in the corridor in a dignified manner, indicating that there is no problem with their food choices, could it be that there is another crisis in the night?

The next moment, the door of room 117 was pushed open from the inside.

The two ladies were still dressed in floor-length black robes, they changed into strong eye shadows, their necks and wrists were adorned with colorful crystal stones, and they made a jingle bell when they walked, and they appeared in front of everyone in a high-profile manner.

Under the surprised and curious gaze of the crowd, the witch walked straight towards the white cloth stretcher.

The older witch ignored everyone's gaze and crouched down to put on her gloves, followed by the young witch who looked like her apprentice.

They lifted the stretchers that had been covered with white cloth one by one, and looked at the corpses under the white cloth with expressionless faces.

Thanks to her, Qi Jiu, who is an NPC, can also get a glimpse of the corpse by the way.

The four corpses in rooms 109 and 112 had been burned beyond recognition, their charred bones twisting at an eerie angle, as if they had struggled in the pain of being burned alive.

But Qi Ji keenly found that the charred corpse of one of them was covered with white powder, like the remains left by a dry powder fire extinguisher.

There was no dry powder fire extinguisher in this hotel, and Qi Yan speculated that the deceased used relevant props before his death.

Unfortunately, the props didn't save his life.

The corpse on the 101 stretcher was strangely red and erosive, part of the deeply ulcerated skin fell off the corpse, and a paste similar to human fat dripped from the broken skin tissue, sticky stained with the white cloth on the stretcher.

The corpse continued to float with a layer of steam, looking like a piece of meat that had just been picked up from a pot of boiling water.

The lady of 101 had obviously seen her husband's corpse, and at this moment she couldn't bear to look at it anymore, trembling and tearing all over.

It just so happened that Xiao Mi's mother and daughter who came out of the door of 105 witnessed the tragic situation in the corridor, and Mrs. looked away uncomfortably on the spot, while Xiao Mi looked at the corpses on the stretcher one by one with sleepy eyes.

It wasn't until she looked at 101's steaming corpse that her bored face became a little emotional, and she pointed to the stretcher and said to her mother in a low voice, "This brother is cooked, right?" ”

Madam:......

Xiaomi: "This reminds me of the steaming I saw before. ”

Madame's expression changed slightly: "Xiaomi, don't talk nonsense." ”

Obviously, with the exception of 101, the body was boiled in boiling water, the other four people were burned to death.

"Tell me what happened last night?" The witch turned to 101's wife, looked at her bandaged limbs and proposed, with an irrepressible certainty in her eyes, "In return for the exchange of information, I will give you a jar of ointment that will heal any burns." ”

The wife only hesitated for a moment, and then said in a trembling crying voice: "I didn't fall asleep last night, but I have been lying on the bed with my eyes closed according to the check-in rules, and I swear that I didn't open my eyes the whole time, until I felt that my body was getting hotter and hotter... It's so hot that I can't stand it... The skin went from being hot to being burned in sharp pain... I couldn't help but open my eyes to see what was going on, and then I found several clusters of blue fire spontaneously combusting on my skin! It's horrible... It's unbelievable..."

"I couldn't care so much about it, so I rushed to the bathroom and tried to put out the fire with water, and... Then I found a strange boiling sound in the bathtub... My husband, he, he, he, was floating face up in the bathtub filled with water... The skin on the body has festered and swelled... The water in the bathtub is bubbling and steaming... A bath of water is in a boiling state..."

She shuddered as she spoke, her eyes flashing with pain and fear.

The witch's expression was calm: "So your husband was boiled alive?" ”

The wife nodded tremblingly: "But I don't know when he left the bed, and there was no movement at night." ”

The witch questioned, "Didn't you extinguish the fire with the props when you found that your body was spontaneously combusting?" ”

His wife's eyes flashed: "I used some of it, but it didn't work at all." ”

The witch asked, "Can you tell me what props you used?" ”

She could see it just now, obviously the couple's props were stored here with the wife, and there was no trace of the husband's body using the props.

The wife was silent for a moment and said, "When I first discovered the blue fire, I used tools to cool down and relieve pain, but the fire did not go down at all, and the burning sensation on the skin did not decrease by half a minute. ”

The witch asked again, "Normal-level items?" ”

"yes, we only have normal-level props." The wife replied.

The witch nodded and looked at her burned skin again: "How did you extinguish the fire that spontaneously ignited on your body later?" ”

Wife: "I was shocked to see my husband's death, but the pain was greater than the fear... I tried a few times and found that the props were useless, so I used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, intending to use physical methods to extinguish the fire, so I turned on the bathroom sprinkler and poured it from head to toe, but it still didn't work at all... In the end, the fire was extinguished by itself. ”

"Destroy yourself?" The witch frowned incredulously in acknowledgement.

The wife nodded firmly: "Water and props can't extinguish the blue fire, it's the fire itself that burns smaller and smaller... In the end, I don't know how to extinguish it. ”

The witch lowered her eyelids thoughtfully, then turned her gaze sharply to 110's union leader and his little henchman: "What level of life-saving props do you use?" ”

She could see through at a glance that the little boss and his henchman had suffered the same thing as the wife just now.