The Nameless Inn.

A room-filled inn.

It has two double-door refrigerators, providing excellent food for the guests.

It also has a large air conditioner that does not work very well and a bunch of small air conditioners that do not work very well either, as well as an induction cooker, two microwaves, three small rice cookers and four small kettles.

In such an inn with complete equipment and modern facilities.

... Surprisingly, there is only one bookshelf.

Chu Xiaobai's fluorescent five-three books are always piled next to the pillow.

Shopkeeper Feng once said that the five-three books piled next to the pillow is a kind of romance special to science students.

Feng Qing used to be puzzled by this matter. She claimed to be a literary youth and could not tolerate herself living in a place without books, but the Nameless Inn was indeed inexplicably short of bookshelves.

So all of Feng Qing's messy books are piled up on this bookshelf.

Feng Qing has become rich since she traveled through time, so she has developed a habit.

She is used to buying all the best-selling books from the bookstore and then piling them on this bookshelf.

Over time, Feng Qing's bookshelf is always very full.

She doesn't care at all, because her thoughtful employees always clean it up.

Just like this, day after day, month after month.

Feng Qing and her employees have never realized that there is anything wrong with this.

After all, to be honest, this is just a small hobby of the shopkeeper.

What's so strange about a small hobby?

But Feng Qing is not the only one who uses the bookcase in this guest house.

...

"The shopkeeper usually likes to read the information about Huacilou after dinner to digest his food."

Today, An Huoshaxi piled all the information about Huacilou on the bookshelf as usual.

She took out the older information and some messy books and threw them into the stove.

This is An Huoshaxi's usual way of cleaning the bookshelf.

Few people know that in the whole guest house, besides Feng Qing, there is another person who uses this bookshelf.

That is... An Huoshaxi.

At the beginning, An Huoshaxi just stuffed some information about Huacilou into the bookshelf.

Huacilou is mainly responsible for assassination and intelligence work. It is a big shot in the underground dark world, so these intelligence can be regarded as their "goods" on display.

However, no one knows that these priceless intelligence were all stuffed into a small bookcase in the guest inn by the legendary mysterious owner of Huacilou.

Feng Qing bought too many storybooks, and the bookstore would deliver them to her on time because she was a big customer.

She was also used to picking up any book on the bookshelf and reading it.

In addition, the intelligence was all about things related to the underworld, so Feng Qing had never discovered it for such a long time.

- A large part of the so-called stories she had read were bombs that would detonate the entire underworld if they were told to others.

Coincidentally, An Huoshaxi is also a very careless person.

At the beginning, An Huoshaxi may have just regarded the bookshelf as a place to store her intelligence.

But slowly, she suddenly found that the shopkeeper would look at the intelligence when he had nothing to do.

In this case, an idea popped up in An Huoshaxi's clever little head.

She naturally thought that Feng Qing, who "used to be" the owner of Huaci Tower, would occasionally want to see what the intelligence collected by Huaci Tower is like now, so as to recall the past.

The two of them took and looked at each other for several months.

Neither of them explained to the other what they were doing, but each of them thought that the other understood their intentions.

Fortunately, the books that Feng Qing read most often are piled on the left side of the bookshelf, and An Huoshaxi's intelligence is basically placed on the right side of the bookshelf, so there are not many times when the books are mixed up.

Unless there are some special circumstances.

...

"Ah, this is not it."

Feng Qing cleaned up the garbage she had piled upstairs early this morning as usual, and suddenly found a few books.

She looked at these books with a face full of nostalgia.

Once, when she was a student, Feng Qing loved reading novels very much, and she was the kind of person who would accept any novel that came to her. But at that time, mobile phones were not as popular as they are now, and those paper novels were also selling very well.

At that time, Feng Qing always secretly saved money to buy such novels.

Things like "Sweetheart Princess's Love Secret Skills" and "Devil Baby on Campus" were all Feng Qing's favorites.

Of course, Feng Qing should like them now.

With a nostalgic look on her face, Feng Qing casually stuffed it into the bookshelf downstairs, thinking that she could reminisce about her childhood when she had time.

Just as she stuffed it in and turned upstairs to play some games, Anhuo Shaxi hurried in.

She passed by her beloved shopkeeper, then casually pulled a book from the shelf and ran out in a hurry again.

Outside the door, there was a person who had been waiting for her for a long time.

It was already evening.

Douding Chu Changzui was lying on the roof counting the stars while holding a book on advanced mathematics.

"Oh, the stars are so beautiful today." Chu Changzui counted them and said, "Look, that star should represent a person who seeks fame and reputation. There are too many people like this in the world."

He said as he lay back and sucked on the lollipop in his mouth, "It is estimated that this person's true nature will be revealed in a short time, right?"

"Here, these are the intelligence that person is going to get." An Huoshaxi threw it over.

"Okay." The man quickly caught it with both hands.

"I packed them for him yesterday. Just give them to him directly. These are the letters his master has exchanged with the Demon Cult over the years." An Huoshaxi didn't even look at them. She just wrapped them up and threw them to the people from Huacilou.

"Okay, OP." The Huacilou subordinate hesitated when he took the heavy letter, "But OP, aren't these letters a bit too many? He didn't give us that much money, and we just sent so many letters..."

"Oh, I know." An Huoshaxi waved his hand impatiently, "Recently, those guys have been making trouble, and I'm not happy with them, so I stuffed a little more."

"But, will this break the rules of our Huacilou?"

"It doesn't matter." An Huoshaxi thought about it, then tapped his palm, "When you meet that person, just tell him directly that I gave him the extra amount for free because I think he has worked very hard over the years and has such a master."

"Yes!"

...In a small teahouse, two people were sitting there drinking tea and waiting.

These two people were brothers.

Among them, the younger brother said with a little worry: "Brother, we should not tell anyone that our master is a spy of the demon sect."

"Why?" The brother with a pair of peach blossom eyes turned his head and looked at his brother.

The brother said cautiously, "Because, because he is our master after all. No matter what, he has taught us. As the saying goes, a teacher for a day is a father for life."

"Really? So that's what you think. No wonder everyone says you are a kind-hearted person." The brother laughed.

"No way."

Looking at the brother in front of him who blushed unconsciously and lowered his head, the brother's eyes became slightly cold.

Don't tell anyone? What a joke.

Originally, the master is an undercover agent of the demon sect, which is already a very dangerous thing. If this matter is not publicized, what should people around think that their fellow disciples are also undercover agents?

Moreover, if this matter is used well, it may become a means to help them publicize their reputation.

- If he can personally expose the master who raised him, and if he can show a little more grief, then this is not a bad thing at all.

This is called killing one's relatives for the sake of justice.

The sect will soon select the next leader. If he can take this opportunity to expose the master, then he may not miss the opportunity to win the position of leader.

This is what the senior brother thought.

Just thinking about the next step of the plan, his heart can't help but be excited.

At this moment, a man suddenly came in through the door.

"Brother, the man who delivered the intelligence is here!" The junior brother next to him said in a low voice.

The intelligence of the two brothers was bought from Huacilou at a high price.

Huacilou is one of the best intelligence stations in the world, claiming that as long as you spend money, you can buy anything.

Their transactions are relatively covert and professional, just like this time, the transaction was carried out in this small teahouse.

"I know." The senior brother said, "It's okay, let's take a look at the intelligence."

"Does all this intelligence really have to be handed over to the headmaster?" The junior brother asked.

"Of course." The senior brother said righteously.

"Only through this information can the sect know what the master has told Yishan for so long, and only then can we stop Yishan's conspiracy!"

The senior brother said righteously, and the younger junior brother kept blinking his eyes.

But only the senior brother himself knew.

Why does he care about Yishan's conspiracy?

This kind of thing must be told to the headmaster, so that he can have the most presence and gain a greater advantage in the election for the next headmaster!

"The things have arrived." The man took the things and glanced at the two people in front of him, then turned his eyes to the senior brother who seemed to be in charge, "Our owner said that you have such a master and it has not been easy for you over the years, so he packed all the letters and let me give them to you. I won't charge you any more." The senior brother who

said this today was slightly stunned, but he immediately put on a perfect smile and said softly, "Thank you."

Although he smiled like this, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Huacilou, which has always been so frivolous, actually gave away things for free. This is really a ray of sunshine.

After Feng Qing finished playing games upstairs, he found that he had lost a book when he came down.

It was strange to say, she clearly remembered that she had put this book in the bookcase.

"This shouldn't happen, how could a book be lost for no apparent reason?" Feng Qing muttered to herself.

...

"It's the book "Master Loves You", how could it be lost for no apparent reason?"