The two exchanged a glance and left the room.

The hotel owner scrambled up from the basement and collapsed onto the floor at the front desk, looking terrified.

He seemed startled by Chuanliu and Zhuiming's appearance, his body jerking with fright. "Ah! You, you, you're still here?"

Chuanliu nodded, and with a concerned expression, asked knowingly, "Boss, what happened?"

The boss nodded repeatedly, pointed to the basement, and said with trembling lips, "Dead, dead, dead! Someone's dead!"

Chuanliu and Zhuiming came downstairs and helped the boss up from the ground. "What happened? Who was in trouble?"

Chuanliu rushed into Zhuiming's arms, looking terrified.

The boss pointed to the room where Sister Hua and Wood used to live and said, "That couple, that couple is dead. I was going to the basement to get something, but when I went to turn on the light in the dark, I tripped over something. When I turned on the light, I saw two dead bodies! It really scared me to death."

Chuanliu looked at his trembling boss and silently nodded in response.

"Luckily, I collected their room fee yesterday, otherwise I would have lost money on another order today."

The boss was still rambling on when Chuanliu had already looked him up and down. "Boss, we've been looking for you for ages yesterday, where have you been?"

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, then said, "I went into town yesterday afternoon because the rain had lessened a bit."

"Then why are your hands covered in white dust?" Chuanliu asked.

The owner's calloused hands were covered in white wall plaster. Although they had been briefly washed, there were still many marks on the lines of his palms and between his fingers.

The shop owner subconsciously rubbed his hands together and said, "Ah, I see that the paint on the outside walls has been ruined by the heavy rain. I'd like to apply some putty to repair it now that the weather is clear."

"I see." Chuanliu looked directly into the boss's eyes, and the latter looked back at her with an honest expression.

The boss's answer was flawless.

However, when a stranger is willing to answer interrogation questions very patiently, it often indicates that he is guilty.

After waiting for a while, Chuanliu suddenly said, "Boss, we need to extend the lease on our room."

"Huh?" The boss took a moment to react, then forced a welcoming smile. "Okay, okay, then we'll stick to yesterday's price."

“However…” The girl suddenly hesitated.

The boss quickly replied, "Please feel free to ask if you have any questions."

Chuanliu nestled in Zhuiming's arms, gently stroking the man's chest, and gave him a sweet look. "Could you give us your spare key too? My man and I only have one key to the house, so it's inconvenient for us to go out and have fun separately."

"This..." The shop owner hesitated for a moment before refusing, "I'm sorry, sir, but according to our rules, spare keys cannot be given to guests."

The girl quickly replied, "I can pay the deposit, is 1,000 enough?"

The boss's eyes lit up, but he still firmly refused, saying, "I'm really sorry, but it's not possible."

As he spoke, he began tidying up the things at the front desk.

Seeing this, Chuanliu slammed the visitor record in his hand onto the table, his tone probing as he asked, "Is it that you can't, or that you can't provide it?"

When the second assassin infiltrated Chuanliu's room, he used the hotel's spare key.

Chuanliu initially thought the key was stolen by the assassin, but then she heard Sister Hua say that each room's lock was distinguished by the shape of the key's tail, without any markings or room numbers.

This means that the assassin was either extremely familiar with the hotel, or the hotel owner had given him the key.

If the boss had just said the keys were lost, Chuanliu might have been able to believe him, but now that he's being so secretive, it's all too obvious what he's trying to hide.

The spare key was actually in Chuanliu's hands.

The boss refused so decisively because he knew he didn't have a spare key, and no amount of money could buy that key with a spherical end.

The dagger that had been used to kill was already pressed against the boss's neck.

The shop owner quickly raised his hands, begging for mercy: "Hero, spare my life! I'm just an honest businessman, I...I...I don't know anything! I don't need your room fee, okay?"

Chuanliu remained unmoved, took a step closer, and asked, "I'll ask you one more time, what were you doing when you left yesterday?"

With tears in his eyes, the shopkeeper showed no intention of resisting and said, "I... I told you, I just went to the city."

"Heh." Chuanliu chuckled softly and took a few steps back.

Before the boss could even breathe a sigh of relief, the girl said, "Search him."

Seeing the man beside him approaching, the boss panicked. He swung his arm sharply, trying to get past the man and escape. But the figure of Zhui Ming instantly blocked his way, forcing him to retreat back to the front desk.

"You, you, you, don't do anything reckless!" the boss shouted, clutching his chest.

Within two seconds, Zhuiming found a notebook on him and handed it to Chuanliu to look through.

Each page of this book is marked with a date, and each date has dozens of numbers.

The day before Chuanliu arrived at the hotel, there were a total of 28 groups of numbers;

On the day of arrival at the hotel, there were a total of 31 groups of numbers;

On the second day after arrival, there were a total of 30 groups of numbers;

Today's page is empty.

Chuanliu took the notebook and handed it to the boss, saying lazily, "Could you explain what this is?"

The boss chuckled twice and reached out to take it, but was forced back by Zhui Ming. "Hehehe, these are just some of my personal hobbies, is that not allowed?"

Chuanliu lowered his head, toying with the book in his hand, and said, "Boss, you know who I am, right?"

The shop owner swallowed hard, stubbornly denying anything, and said, "What are you saying, sir? I don't understand."

The girl smiled sweetly. "It's alright if you don't understand, I won't force you to. Although this is the outskirts, it's still part of the City of Cubes. Even if the 'Dark Door' liaison officer died here, probably no one would be able to find out why... don't you think?"

Chuanliu leaned closer to the boss, her red lips curving into a smile, like a deadly enchantress.

She suddenly turned around and waved at Zhui Ming.

A cold sweat broke out on the boss's back, and his eyes went from evasive to terrified. Seeing the situation was turning against him, he quickly shouted, "Wait!"

Chuanliu raised his hand again, and Zhuiming stopped moving.

The boss breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and said, "Yes, I'm the liaison for 'The Dark Gate' here. While we liaisons don't participate in assassinations, we can assist them to the best of our ability when necessary. I gave the second assassin the key. When I saw you were still alive the next day, I knew he was dead, so I notified the next person."