"Chen Shuhan has more than forty people with special abilities. Are they all in Villa No. 1?" Si Ye asked casually.
“They all live in Villa No. 5.
Among Chen Shuhan's 40-odd psychics, there is one most powerful one, who is said to be a late third-level fire master." Zhou Ling also gradually relaxed because of everyone's casualness.
"Because of the death downstairs, Chen Shuhan has begun a thorough investigation of the Lan City base. I'm afraid our identities will be in trouble." Han Yingting looked at Zhou Ling, wanting to see if he had any way to solve this problem.
Zhou Ling shook his head, not caring at all: "Don't worry, when I opened the room for you, I used the identities of those superpowers in our family, so I won't find out about you."
Nan Muran looked at Zhou Ling: "How did you come up with the idea of using the identity of a superpower?"
"Those responsible for the safety of the entire base dare not investigate the Zhou and Chen families and their respective teams of psychics. This is a tacit understanding between us.
Besides, our family's superpower lives on the 14th floor of the hotel, so it makes sense to book the 15th floor as well." When Zhou Ling helped to book the room, he was worried about problems later, so he made some preparations in advance.
"You wrapped this layer?" Eagle was a little bit unbelievable. He was indeed the second generation. Was he so generous?
"No, it's just around the elevator. Aren't there only eleven rooms? I just booked it." Zhou Ling was embarrassed to say it. Originally, he wanted to live here to be closer to the boss, but he was afraid of being misunderstood.
Suddenly, there was a rapid and violent knock on the door.
"Is there anyone inside? I'm here to check the room." A deep, cold male voice sounded obviously unfriendly.
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