Crunch!
The sound of a door opening suddenly rang out. A short-haired woman was standing at the door, holding a bag of garbage in her hand. She looked at Qin Nuo with her eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a few cold glints.
"Who are you and what are you doing at the door?"
This is embarrassing...
Qin Nuo looked at the woman, startled for a moment, frowned slightly, and asked, "Who are you?"
After taking a look inside and taking a few steps back, Qin Nuo looked at the house number on the door frame and slapped his head: "Ouch, look at my brain, I mistook yours for 501, sorry, sorry!"
The short-haired woman stared at Qin Nuo, her voice cold: "I don't think you've taken the wrong path."
Qin Nuo didn't care about her and pulled Meng towards 503.
The short-haired woman looked at the closed door, snorted coldly, threw the garbage at the door, turned around and closed the door.
Inside room 503, the environment was pretty good. Qin Nuo came in with Meng, looked around, and muttered, "The environment is pretty good."
The dream is to sit on the bed, rocking a few times, and being very elastic.
Qin Nuo took out the music box from the tool bar and handed it to Meng: "You sit here first, I'll go out for a walk."
Meng said, "Brother, the girl in room 501 looks tough. I'm afraid you'll get beaten up by her."
Qin Nuo said with a smile: "I'm just turning around, why do you want to beat me for no reason?"
Meng blinked, with a serious look on her face: "There's something wrong with the smell of that woman."
"What does this mean?"
"I don't know either. I just feel like she has a lot on her mind and is very sensitive."
Qin Nuo blinked and said, "There's nothing strange about this. Everyone has such moments."
Touch Meng's forehead and let her sit properly on the bed.
Qin Nuo left the room and drove to the corridor.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the door of room 501 opened, and the short-haired woman came out again, holding a bag of garbage.
This time, there were several more scratches on her face, and blood stained her cheeks red.
When she saw Qin Nuo, her eyes narrowed again.
Qin Nuo pretended not to see it, turned around and walked to the side, pretending to just pass by.
At the front desk on the fifth floor, a pale woman was sitting there. She had heavy bags under her eyes and her face was haggard. She was looking at a plant with a dull look in her eyes, and her mind was wandering somewhere.
Qin Nuo walked over and knocked on the table: "Hello, ma'am."
The woman did not respond.
Qin Nuo was about to continue speaking when the woman suddenly said, "I can hear you. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
Even so, she did not look at Qin Nuo, and her eyes remained fixed on him.
"I just want to ask, will the hotel's water and electricity be supplied normally at night?" Qin Nuo randomly picked a question.
"Don't go out after 12 o'clock. The hotel will not be responsible for anything that happens outside."
The woman finally tilted her head, looked at Qin Nuo and said, "Hotels are different from restaurants. There are no rules after midnight, so be careful when you go out late at night."
The woman spoke softly, her tone and words sending a chill down one's spine.
"Okay, I understand." Qin Nuo nodded.
Qin Nuo has become accustomed to the rule of not going out late at night. This is too common in the horror world.
This is a world full of malice. As long as there is no powerful existence to restrain a place or a time, the cruelest law of the jungle will often occur.
"Is there anything else?" the woman asked. Her tone was not polite, but there was no malice in it either.
Qin Nuo shook his head and was about to leave when the landline on the table beside him suddenly rang.
The woman at the front desk picked up the phone.
What was said on the other end of the phone suddenly made the face of the woman at the front desk covered with horrible blue veins and patches of corpse spots appear.
The plant on the table lost its vitality in an instant and withered bit by bit!
The woman at the front desk seemed very angry and said coldly, "None of this has anything to do with me. It's all that old woman's fault! She's my own flesh and blood. You're speaking for her. Have you ever considered how I feel?"
After a moment of silence, the woman at the front desk laughed in anger: "Pay with her life? Fine, after midnight, I'll bring her head and place it next to your bed. Are you satisfied?"
Qin Nuo was stunned.
Although I don't understand what happened, this conversation sounds a bit extreme.
BANG!!!
Just as he was thinking about it, the woman put down the phone heavily, and the landline shattered directly, emitting black smoke and a few arcs of electricity.
The woman at the front desk sat down, her face growing more horrified.
There was an obvious murderous intent in his trembling pupils!
Qin Nuo left silently. He thought that the hotel was really unsafe at night and it was scary everywhere.
After returning from the front desk, Qin Nuo did not eavesdrop again, but instead looked at the two bags of garbage at the door.
He reached out and opened it, flipping through it, and then his face suddenly changed. There were a lot of dead small animals inside.
Some had their heads twisted off, some had their organs dug out, and they were covered in blood, looking extremely disgusting and scary.
Two whole bags, all like this!
Qin Nuo frowned. What was this? Just a little hobby, or a "toy" for the child. Isn't it a bit too twisted?
Qin Nuo stood up and looked at the door of Room 501. Although there was a peephole, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes behind the peephole, staring at him closely...
“I feel like it’s not that simple.”
Qin Nuo was thinking about taking a rest in the room when he saw a cleaner walking towards the end of the corridor.
The cleaner was a girl with a ponytail and a very clean face.
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