But Sheng Jiagui vaguely remembered that the pervert described in the book seemed to be the hotel owner who worked the night shift at the front desk.

"It's nothing." He waved his hand. "I consulted a master, and he said the number 4 is lucky for me."

"Alright, here's the key." The hotel owner didn't say anything more and handed him a key. "It's summer now, so there's no hot water for showering in the rooms, but there's free hot water to drink on the first floor."

"Thank you." Sheng Jiagui took the keys and instructed the shopkeeper, "I'm very tired right now and just want to go to sleep as soon as possible. Don't call me unless it's absolutely necessary."

After entering room 404, he closed the door tightly and stared at room 403 across the street through the peephole.

Only a few minutes passed.

The hotel owner came up with a tray and knocked on the door of room 403.

A fair-skinned, delicate-looking young girl with a slightly wary expression appeared behind the half-open door: "Uncle, is there something you need?"

The hotel owner chuckled and said, "Young lady, our hotel has a rule that if a guest checks in after midnight, we'll give them a bowl of instant noodles so they won't get too hungry."

"Look, I made two bowls of instant noodles. One is for you, and the other is for the guest in room 404. You should take them and eat them."

The young girl looked at the instant noodles on the tray, her eyes shining slightly; she seemed genuinely hungry.

"Thank you, uncle. You're such a kind person."

She picked up a bowl of instant noodles, thanked them, and closed the door.

Then, the hotel owner knocked on the door of room 404.

Sheng Jiagui opened the door, looking sleepy, yawned, took the instant noodles, and then closed the door.

He knew in his heart that the hotel owner had likely put sleeping pills in his and Jiang Caicai's instant noodles.

Although Jiang Caicai is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, sleeping pills are colorless and odorless, so when mixed with the strong flavor of instant noodles, the taste of the medicine cannot be detected at all.

The hotel owner waited until Jiang Caicai fell asleep with him before making his move on her.

As expected.

About half an hour later.

Sheng Jiagui saw through the peephole that the hotel owner tiptoed to the fourth floor, first knocking on the door of room 403 with his fingertip, then calling "Miss Jiang" a few times. After confirming that no one answered, he took out his key, opened the door, and slipped inside.

Sheng Jiagui sneered.

After waiting for another three minutes...

He pushed open the door, took out a sharp steel wire, and inserted it into the keyhole of room 403.

Inside room 403 at this moment.

The hotel owner didn't dare turn on the lights, but simply placed his phone flashlight on the bedside table, shining it on the sleeping girl.

"What a beautiful woman!"

He licked his lips with a lewd grin, his chubby face full of evil. "It's been a long time since I've done something like this, but, what can I do when my wife and kids aren't home tonight, and this beauty is so naive?"

"When she wakes up, this beautiful woman probably won't even know what happened, and she'll be too embarrassed to ask."

"I'm in for a treat tonight, hehe..."

He let out a lewd laugh and reached out his groin to undo the girl's clothes.