Sometimes it's nice to go on a spontaneous trip, but sometimes it's... a bit of a headache.

Jian Jing and Ji Feng set out at 1:30 pm to investigate an old case from 2009. According to him, they had already contacted the other party in advance, so they could just go there directly.

However, things never go as planned - literally.

It rained halfway.

The ground was slippery, the vision was poor, and the hazy water vapor was lingering in the air, which was foggy and particularly annoying.

Jian Jing ate a burger and said, "I don't hate rainy days, but I hate rainy days when I go out."

"Is this why you left the car to me?" Ji Feng complained.

She replied, "I provide the car and you provide the people, it's reasonable."

Ji Feng reminded, "I said I could pick you up."

"It's troublesome to move things." She threw away the wilted leaves in the burger with disdain, "I definitely have more stuff than you."

Ji Feng looked at her car and couldn't refute it.

It's obviously not long since she bought the new car, right? There are a lot of things in her car, the back seat is full, and there are even a lot of snacks.

It's really like a child going on a picnic.

"But, the fog seems to be getting bigger and bigger." Jian Jing looked out the window, "Drive slower."

Ji Feng said, "Then it will be night when we get there."

"Then I'll come tomorrow, anyway I've brought the luggage." She was fearless.

Ji Feng: It's really a picnic.

However, it's also appropriate to slow down on rainy days. He had no objection, slowed down the car and drove slowly, and the navigation reminded him from time to time.

Two hours later, it was completely dark. The car got off the highway and turned onto the road.

The number of vehicles around was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jian Jing said, "It's a small place."

"Yeah. It's a small city with insufficient police force, and the family they chose is two elderly people and a child." Ji Feng said, "This is the first case he has officially taken on this path, but not the first one he has taken action on."

She nodded, "According to the routine, his relatives should be the first victims."

Ji Feng raised his eyebrows, "Do you have clues or are you just talking casually?"

"Feeling." Jian Jing didn't want to explain, and said vaguely, "He believes that death is liberation, and happiness is just a trap to deceive the world into continuing to suffer. This cognition should be related to childhood."

Ji Feng glanced at her, "What do you remember?"

"I found the old diary." She passed it over without saying more.

But he was very interested: "When did you write the diary? What did you write in it?"

Jian Jing turned away: "You ask too many questions."

"Oh, just chat, don't mind it." Ji Feng smiled, "I'm worried about you."

She looked at him: "Worried? Really?"

"Absolutely true."

"What's the use of talking, do something practical."

"For example?"

"Show me the file."

Ji Feng shrugged: "Don't force me, I can't give it to you, but..." He winked, "In the bag in the back."

Jian Jing snorted and climbed to the back seat to get the file bag.

"Hey, don't do such dangerous things in the car." Ji Feng pulled her back, "Sit tight, there is a message ahead that it is illegal to take pictures."

Jian Jing didn't listen, stretched out her hand, and took it over: "How can there be a camera in such a remote place... Hey." She noticed something was wrong, "It's getting more and more desolate, are you sure you are on the right road?"

Ji Feng also felt strange, pulled over, and carefully checked the navigation: "The navigation indicates this, but it seems a bit far from the city we are going to."

"Let me see!" She leaned over to take a look.

Under the dim headlights, the two studied for a long time and found the problem.

The previously planned road had a problem, the navigation replanned the route, and then inexplicably led them to the wilderness.

At this moment, there is no town in front and no service area behind, it is very desolate.

Even the road was narrow, exuding a sense of remoteness.

"Let's go around the front." Ji Feng thought he was

unlucky. Jian Jing had no choice but to say, "It's the only way."

However, they still underestimated their bad luck today. Half an hour later, a rainstorm came.

Jian Jing said impartially, "We will set out tomorrow, and we may arrive earlier than today."

Ji Feng: "Tell me something I don't know."

"Where are we going to stay tonight?" She immediately changed the subject and said, "It's already past nine o'clock in the evening."

He swiped the map on his mobile phone and found a hotel within three kilometers: "Let's go here for a day?"

Jian Jing nodded.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the destination.

This is a small hotel, and the appearance is maintained in the last century, especially like the old guesthouse, with a rustic decoration. There was a notice posted at the door: The filming location of "The Village Zombie", all kinds of rooms are available, and Alipay and WeChat payments are supported.

It was very... weird.

But it was impossible to go anywhere else on a rainy night, so I had to make do with it.

Jian Jing pushed the door open and went in. The decoration inside was also very old, and the wallpaper was very yellow. The chandelier was covered with dust, and the light was heavy and not very bright.

At the counter, a waitress said: "How many people? We only have one room."

She was surprised: "Where did so many people come from?"

"It's raining heavily, and the guests who went up the mountain are trapped." The waitress's attitude was very bad, "Do you want to stay? If not, forget it."

Jian Jing: The real culprit.

She was reluctant, but Ji Feng remained calm and gently pulled her behind him: "Stay, of course, it's good to have a place to stay."

He had a particularly upright face and said in a friendly tone: "It's raining so hard, is it safe? I saw a car in the parking lot seemed to have been hit, no one was injured?"

"No, they were just scared." The waitress's expression changed slightly, and she said mysteriously, "They... encountered zombies."

Jian Jing: "?"

She interrupted: "What is the "Deserted Village Zombie" posted outside the door? Which horror movie is this the filming location of?"

"You don't know?" The waiter asked in surprise, "You haven't heard of it?"

This tone and this expression made Jian Jing involuntarily reflect on whether she was too ignorant.

"This is one of the top ten supernatural photos in the country. There is a movie of the same name shot based on it." A young man came downstairs and answered the question, "Haven't you seen it?"

Jian Jing: Sorry for not being a native.

Ji Feng said, "I don't usually pay much attention to it - is it this photo on the wall?" He pointed to a photo frame on the background wall, "Is that shadow a zombie?"

There was an old film photo hanging on the wall, which was taken of a village on a thunderstorm night. Lightning flashed across the sky, and the brief light illuminated a figure in the bushes.

An extremely tall man, with stiff features and a pale face, stared straight at the camera.

The atmosphere was gloomy and terrifying.

"Yes, this was taken in our hotel." The waitress was very proud. "Many people don't believe it and came here to investigate, but this photo has not been processed in any way."

The young man supplemented: "We also went to the village to investigate. There have always been rumors of zombies nearby. An old woman who has experienced it is still alive. She said that she saw the zombies with her own eyes on the seventh day after her mother-in-law's death."

Whether intentional or not, the voice gradually became low. "It was a stormy night. She was keeping vigil in the morgue. Suddenly, from a distance, there was a sound..."

"A cat's meow?" Jian Jing continued.

The young man paused and asked, "Have you heard of it too?"

She: "I guessed it. Then what? The cat jumped onto the old lady's body, and the old lady suddenly sat up straight in the coffin?" "

Uh, yes, and then..."

"The old lady bit the old man's face?"

The young man's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at her with inexplicable horror: "No, she ran away... Why do you think so? Zombies don't eat people, right?"

"Then I remembered it wrong. I thought they eat brains. Those are foreign zombies." She recalled, "The local ones should suck blood?"

The young man said dryly: "Maybe."

The topic was over.

Ji Feng took the opportunity to ask: "So, your car hit a zombie?"

The young man wanted to say something, but at this moment, a voice came from upstairs: "Xu Tao, are you okay? It takes so long to buy instant noodles?"

The young man surnamed Xu - considering that he dyed his hair yellow, let's call him Xu Huangmao - smiled apologetically, asked the waiter to buy two packs of instant noodles, and hurried upstairs: "I'm coming."

The topic was interrupted.

The waiter hastily registered their names, and the network was not good, so he threw a key: "205."

Jian Jing sincerely prayed that it was a standard room, so as not to perform a bloody drama after a tiring day.

But she thought too much, most hotels have standard rooms, and this place is also natural. Although the bed was a little narrow, with the gap in the middle so narrow that only the sideways could pass through, it was also a double bed.

However… "This is the first time I've seen a room without a bathroom." Jian Jing was shocked, her worldview shattered, "There is a room but no toilet?!"

Is this scientific?

What era is this?

Why can there be no toilet in the room?

Ji Feng seemed to find her breakdown very interesting, and replied, "There are many. If you are lucky enough to be on a business trip to a remote country, you may have to use the dry toilet. Teacher Jian, think about it, the toilet is just over the corridor."

Jian Jing glared at him and said bluntly, "I have decided to hate going out with you."

He laughed.

"What a joke."

"You're so cute." Ji Feng waved his hands and didn't argue with her, "Ladies first, inside or outside?" Jian

Jing looked around and finally chose a place near the door.

Ji Feng glanced at the old window and said, "It seems that you feel that it's not safe outside the window."

"Have you ever seen a zombie knocking on the door? Of course, it's more likely that he is lying on the window." Jian Jing said deliberately.

"The novelist has a rich imagination." Ji Feng commented objectively, "Unfortunately, there are no zombies in the world."

Jian Jing raised her eyes: "It seems that you don't believe in resurrection from the dead?"

"If fake death doesn't count, of course."

"The police have a poor imagination." She said, "I'm sorry for you."

Ji Feng: "..."

Jian Jing won a small victory and her mood improved slightly until she packed up and went into the bathroom.

Yes, a public bathroom!

At the end of the first floor, there were two rooms for men and women, and four faucets, two on each side of the two walls facing each other, with no barriers in between.

To be honest, Jian Jing had experienced much worse things than this, suicide rooms, escapes from fires, haunted houses, each of which was terrifying in its own way. She couldn't say she had no fear at all, but at least she had overcome them.

But at this moment, she surrendered.

"This is not true." She said to the waiter in disbelief, "There is no independent bathroom in the hotel now?"

The waiter's tone was indifferent and unmoved: "This is the filming location of a classic movie. The layout is maintained when it was filmed. Besides, this kind of bathroom is common in the north. What's wrong with it?"

Jian Jing asked again: "Is there a separate bathroom? I can pay extra."

"No." The waiter said coldly, "You can take a shower or not. There is no hot water after 11 o'clock."

Jian Jing pursed her lips: "There is a problem with your service attitude."

"You don't have to stay." The waiter was extremely arrogant.

"I have already paid. Please have some sense of contract." If someone respects me one foot, I will respect him ten feet. If the other party is not polite, Jian Jing will also become tough.

The waiter rolled her eyes: "Just give your money back."

"This is not about the money." Jian Jing glanced at the license hanging behind her, "If you continue to be so arrogant, I will go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to complain about you - I just checked, the evacuation signs on the second floor are paper, not lighted or luminous, and there is only one fire extinguisher on each floor."

The waiter choked immediately.

"What's the point of making things difficult for them?" At this time, two girls who were about to take a shower came over. One of them, the girl with a high ponytail, said, "Even if you complain to them, they can't make a private bathroom. If you don't want to stay in this kind of hotel, just book a luxury hotel. What's the point of doing this?"

The other girl with a bun pulled her, signaling her to say less and not offend others. The girl

with a high ponytail didn't appreciate it: "I hate people who don't respect other people's families the most. If you have the ability, don't stay here. Why are you

being so pretentious?" "Not pointing fingers at other people's affairs is also basic courtesy." Jian Jing said.

The girl with a high ponytail shrugged, with an attitude of "what can you do to me?" The girl with a bun didn't want to make enemies with others, so she quickly pulled her away.

It was raining heavily. Jian Jing stood in the living room for two seconds and was depressed to find that no matter how she protested, it was impossible to have a private bathroom.

What a bad day.

Never go out with Ji Feng again.