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Compared with Fang Ran, who was a little uneasy, Yang Jingshu was very calm: "The first day will not be very dangerous."

Yang Jingshu walked up to Fang Ran, dragged the other person's suitcase, and whispered: "Let's go, let's go in first."

I have to say that Yang Jingshu's calmness brought great comfort to Fang Ran. Her throat moved and she followed Yang Jingshu to the hotel not far away.

No one would have thought that a hotel would be opened in such a cramped and cold alley, not to mention that the place probably doesn’t see sunlight all year round. The corners of the walls are covered with dark green moss, and from time to time there are insects crawling and rustling. There were constant rustling sounds.

Yang Jingshu's face was very pale. She dragged two suitcases all the way to the door. Her eyes stopped for a few seconds on the red lanterns hanging under the eaves on both sides of the door, and then she reached out and knocked on the door.

The knocking on the door was very clear in the quiet alley.

Soon, the door was opened.

A stooped middle-aged man appeared behind the door. He seemed to be in poor health. It had only been a few dozen seconds since he opened the door, and he had already covered his mouth and coughed several times.

"Hey, are you two guests staying here?"

Yang Jingshu nodded, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and waved it in front of the man's eyes: "The room you booked online, come and check in now."

The middle-aged man coughed a few more times and turned around slowly: "Come with me. The environment in this small place is not very good. Don't dislike it..."

Yang Jingshu and Fang Ran looked at each other and followed the middle-aged man into the hotel courtyard.

As the middle-aged man said, the hotel environment is indeed average. It is a very ordinary hotel in the town. It is two floors high. The doors of all the rooms on the first floor are a bit close to each other. From a distance, it looks like they are crowded in. They seem to be together, just opposite to the opposite door, and the layout looks a bit strange.

As if he noticed that the two of them had been looking at the door for a long time, the middle-aged man walked to the front desk, took out the code scanner and explained to the two of them:

"Well, my family runs a small hotel. I just wanted to make more money, so I changed the layout of the first floor to be smaller."

Yang Jingshu's eyes were still fixed on the doors, and she didn't say a word.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fang Ran naturally had to follow her. She was already pretty and gentle, and her smile was even more gentle that her elders liked:

"Boss, you are very good at doing business. This is great. It will bring more customers to our door."

The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, my son taught me this."

As he said this, he motioned to the two of them to take out their phones and check them: "Are the two little girls together?"

Yang Jingshu, who had been looking at the doors, suddenly turned her head, and a smile appeared on her cold face at the right time: "Yes, just scan for me."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fang Ran felt that there was something wrong with the middle-aged man's expression after Yang Jingshu said this.

But it just flashed by. The middle-aged man quickly scanned Yang Jingshu's mobile phone and took out a key from the cabinet at the front desk and handed it to her: "204, second floor. Walk slowly. The light on the nearest staircase is broken."

Yang Jingshu nodded: "Thank you."

After saying that, she turned around and threw the keys to Fang Ran behind her, and picked up the two suitcases while the latter looked at her in confusion.

Fang Ran: "..."

She licked her dry lips, leaned forward and whispered, "Sister Jing, otherwise I'd better carry one."

I always feel like this is not good.

Yang Jingshu glanced at her and said concisely: "No, let's go up first."

Fang Ran didn't speak anymore.

She silently turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone to illuminate the dim stairs, and followed Yang Jingshu to the second floor.

Just as the two of them climbed the creaking stairs to the second floor, the door below was knocked again.

The two men paused as they prepared to open the door, and at the same time looked down from the corridor on the second floor.

The middle-aged man on the first floor slowly walked over and opened the door again.

When the door opened this time, a man carrying a suitcase smiled at the middle-aged man: "Dad, Xiaoyu is here."

As he spoke, a girl with sister-style short hair poked her head out from behind the man and greeted the middle-aged man with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Wang, I am Li Xiaoyu."

The middle-aged man smiled and coughed instantly: "Ahem, hey! Are you tired from the journey? Come in first, come in first, and we'll eat later."

As he spoke, he glared at Wang Qiang next to him: "What are you doing standing around? Hurry up to the kitchen and put all the dishes on the table. Your mother is a little unwell today, so she probably won't be able to serve it..."

Uncle Wang was nagging and said to Li Xiaoyu, who was a little embarrassed: "Hey, this body is so damn unsatisfactory. Forget it today, tomorrow you will have a fucking chat with A Qiang."

Li Xiaoyu quickly shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay. Auntie is not feeling well."

"..."

The noise on the first floor was not too quiet. After listening to it for a while, Yang Jingshu and the two of them probably understood that this was the first time a middle-aged man's son had brought his girlfriend to the house.

Fang Ran stopped listening. She took the key to open the old lock on the door and opened the door directly.

As soon as I opened the door, a damp smell hit my face, and there was also a faint musty smell.

Yang Jingshu reached out and turned on the light behind the door.

Fortunately, the room was pretty good. Apart from a bit of a musty smell, it was clean. The cups on the bed looked like they had just been cleaned and replaced.

But just now...

Yang Jingshu lowered her eyelids, pushed the suitcase into the corner of the room and placed it, signaling Fang Ran to close the door.

After the sound from downstairs was slightly muffled by the door, Yang Jingshu sat down on the bed tiredly and said directly: "There is a problem with the room on the first floor."

Fang Ran was stunned, "What?"

Yang Jingshu stretched out her hand in front of Fang Ran and said, "What did you see?"

Hearing this, Fang Ran subconsciously looked down and saw some green sticky objects stuck to Yang Jingshu's finger bones.

"what is this?"

Fang Ran's eyes widened.

Yang Jingshu took out a piece of paper from the table and wiped the green object on her finger bones, "I want to know too."

"This is something I encountered when knocking on the door, but just now I saw something similar to it on the closed room doors on the first floor."

…………

As the stall owner said, the place where the boy stayed was indeed very poor. The only thing that was similar to the surroundings was that it was a small two-story building built to look harmonious. However, unlike the whitewashed houses around it, the boy's home was completely different. It looked like it hadn't been painted in many years.

Somewhat old.

The young man took out the key from his pocket and hesitated when he was about to open it. He turned his head and looked at He Ziyun behind him, "Are you sure you want to live in my house?"

He Ziyun blinked and pointed to the door the boy was opening: "I'm already here."

The young man looked at him with a smile on his face, lowered his head in a panic, turned around and continued to open the door.

"correct--"

The young man behind him smiled.

"I forgot to ask you just now, what is your name?"