Mang Jun trotted all the way, bypassing the flow of people shuttling back and forth, bypassing the bicycle parked on the side of the road, and avoiding a few girls who screamed when he saw it, and stopped outside the back door of the hotel in a few minutes, squatting next to a red car parked in front of him, looking around. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the back door of the hotel is not as gorgeous as the front, it is also a gate that can be easily accessed by guests, and it is the closest gate to the parking lot, so the flow of people is not small, and there is even a waiter standing at the door to help people open and close the door and take luggage.

Outside the door, a man in a leather jacket with a newspaper in his hand was sitting in a flower bed on the street outside the porch reading a newspaper, a young couple stood by the car and chatted intimately, and three or five pedestrians passed through the small square at the back door, and no one would notice the small black cat of Mangjun.

Mang Jun squatted in place and licked his paws, now this road is really good, running for so long will not take up too much ash on his body.

However, it seemed impossible to enter through the back door, so I had to find another way.

At this moment, a large car drove in front of Mang Jun with a sour and rancid smell and stopped in front of a large gray iron door on the other side of the back door.

Three people in blue overalls got out of the car, opened the door and walked in, three trash cans of different colors were pulled out of it. Mang Jun looked at it for a while, felt that this might be a great opportunity, and immediately ran over.

There were a lot of stray animals near the hotel, and when they saw Mangjun coming, the three of them didn't pay much attention, put the garbage can in the back of the car and hung it, waiting for them to be slowly pulled up to the roof of the car by the tracks, and then poured the garbage into it.

Mangjun stayed for a few seconds, seeing that they had no intention of going back immediately, so he ran to the gray iron door in small steps, and poked his head out from behind the door to take a look.

A damp and rancid smell came to his face, almost making Mang Jun faint, and when he looked up, he saw a sign with white letters on a green background on the gate that read the words "Daotong Garbage".

"Garbage Channel" Mang Jun remembered the time he followed Hao Chen, and many of the things he thought he was going to read vertically became horizontal, or from left to right, which was completely opposite to his impression.

It seems that he can only enter from here, Mang Jun opened his mouth and took a deep breath, kicked hard with his two hind legs, and slipped in quickly.

The passage was pitch black, and the touch under his feet was damp and sticky, but Mangjun didn't dare to stay, in case someone found out, he would be thrown out as a stray cat.

After running for a while, a white light came through the wall not far in front, Mang Jun ran over, poked his head through the crack in the door, the room was noisy, the sound of pots and spoons colliding one after another, and the kitchen knives flew up and down, it turned out that this was the back kitchen of the hotel.

It's not the busiest time for lunch, everyone is busy washing vegetables and cutting ingredients, although there are a lot of people, but if Mangjun is a little careful, he won't be noticed at all.

So quickly through the cupboards, the desk, and around the fat chef with a large basket of vegetables, Mang Jun finally got into the hotel with a foot of stinky mud and dirty water.

Out of the back kitchen, not far away and not even having to pass through the lobby to be discovered, Mang Jun saw the sign of white on a green background that Hao Chen said, as long as he climbed up to the ninth floor, he could return to that room.

Going upstairs was a physically demanding thing, and when Mangjun climbed to the third and a half floors, he couldn't move a little, and he nestled at the bend of the stairs while panting and resting.

At this time, the footsteps of several people came from behind the passage door on the lower floor, and Mang Jun hurriedly took a few steps back, hid in the dead corner of the stairs, and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Shhhh

The door was opened, and a gust of wind blew down the stairs, and it was two men wearing different perfumes. Listening to the voice, Mang Jun confirmed that they did not go downstairs, but that the two of them were standing in the passage, and then quietly moved two steps and poked their heads out of the staircase to look at the situation.

The two of them were tall and short, fat and thin, both wearing suits and leather shoes, lighting cigarettes, with their backs to the staircase.

"It's all right. The short man had a cigarette in his mouth and his speech was a little slurred.

"You really don't know how to look at the place, so many people are talking about this, I don't know how strict you are staring these days?" the tall man spoke cautiously, looking up and down vigorously.

"It's okay, no one usually comes to this place...... "The short paused, then looked back at the door.

"Do you think someone will believe this?"

"No one believes it, but you can't say it's not, if you say it and be known by the top, we won't be able to keep this iron rice bowl!"

"That boy and this Hao Chen are small, you said that he can do it too. ”

"It's not that the man had surgery, had a tumor in his brain, and died and lived on the operating table...... That's not exact. ”

"Not allowed for what?"

"You haven't heard of borrowing corpses to resurrect souls, maybe Hao Chen was replaced by something. The tall man finished smoking a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped on his leather shoes twice, and kicked it next to the garbage can.

"Why do you believe this?" the short man walked to the top of the stairs, looked again, and found no movement, tugged at his trouser legs, and sat down on the steps.

"Otherwise, he should know that our boy and Miss Tong have a crush on him!"

"You have to ask him to go, but don't say it, Tong Bannan came back from abroad, and there are obviously more women. ”

"Why do you have a crush on someone?" the tall man reached out and pulled the short man's head.

"When I go to someone's house, people have to look at me squarely, besides, didn't the captain say that the doctor said that she is a semi-vegetative person now, and she doesn't know when she will wake up, then I'm worried about a P!"

"Hey, it's a good girl...... I heard that the boss is still preparing to solve this case and let her be a deputy team!"

"What's the use, don't you lie in bed now...... Hey, you think this Hao Chen will come back?"

"Unless he's stupid! If he gets chatter, he will hurry back to patrol the post, otherwise the captain will see that we have a special treat, and Lao Tzu's wallet is about to be empty. After saying that, Gao picked up the cigarette butt and stuffed it into the trash.

Mang Jun listened to them and left, and he had rested enough before he dared to continue climbing, but the conversation between the two people kept echoing in his mind.

Hao Chen's hand?

No, I obviously saw that the woman fell after touching the cup brought by another person with the aura of the owner! And it was not only the woman who fell, but also another man who killed Hao Chen.

No matter what, let's help Hao Chen listen to the situation first.

Gasping for breath, Mang Jun finally climbed to the floor with the word "9" hanging in one breath.

But the problem is that even if it finally reaches the entrance of the 9th floor, it won't have the strength to push open such a heavy staircase door......

Completely isolated outside the door of the building, Mang Jun instantly drooped his ears and lay in front of the door in a depressed manner, looking at the door helplessly, staring at it for about half an hour, and a familiar breath came from outside the door.

Mang Jun stood up with a spirit, and a familiar smell of the master came from behind the door, but it was not the smell of the blue-eyed man before, but ......

"Hey, isn't this the cat Hao Chen brought?" Opening the door, Cheng Jizong lowered his head and hugged Mangjun up.