Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Yin Qiumu was taking a rest and didn't notice the figure that flashed by the window at all.

Zhang Qiling saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he disappeared into the darkness and turned away.

Hei Xia Zi noticed it and shook his head helplessly.

"This mute is really, so awkward."

When I returned to the room, I saw the little person sleeping soundly on the bed, and I felt very fulfilled.

I lay down on the other bed next to him. It was a double room and the room was not big.

Yin Qiaomu was very nervous and never fell asleep anywhere other than the Crescent Hotel.

Smelling the familiar smell of tobacco, Yin Qiaomu felt dazed.

Hei Xiazi's voice rang out in the darkness, "Go to sleep. I'm in the bed next to you."

(This is a double room, we didn't sleep together, please check it out~~ We didn't sleep together!!)

Yin Qiaomu nodded and fell into a deep sleep.

By the next morning, Yin Qiumu's strength had almost recovered.

Hei Xia Zi told him very seriously what Master Liang and he knew.

"You'd better contact your father-in-law and ask him what's going on."

Yin Qiaomu frowned and was about to nod, but suddenly paused, "Father-in-law?"

Seeing Hei Xia Zi pretending to be shy, he sneered twice, "You'd better keep it a secret, otherwise it won't be my sister and my father's turn, and Zhang Rishan will be the first to chop you off."

"I'm actually quite curious, can you beat Zhang Rishan?"

Hei Xia Zi's eyebrows jumped. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, Dumb Zhang is more stubborn than me. I don't believe he dares to fight with Dumb Zhang."

Yin Qiumu snorted, avoiding questions and passing the buck faster than anyone else.

Only Wuxie was still smiling foolishly, happily giving him the buns.

"Hey, Mumu, it's time to have breakfast~"

Yin Qiaomu looked at Wuxie's silly look and held his forehead with his hand, "Help!"

When he returned to Beijing, he learned that the young man had just returned like him, so he planned to ask him if he knew anything.

After all, his father doesn't answer his calls or reply to his text messages.

Zhang Rishan is not at the Crescent Hotel for the time being, and my sister doesn't seem to know anything either, so it's better not to bother her.

Boom boom boom!

"Brother? Are you there?"

Zhang Qiling opened the door with a cold and calm look in his eyes.

Yin Qiaomu looked at each other and suddenly realized something was wrong. He asked tentatively, "Is there something wrong with me? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhang Qiling's eyes were blank for a while, and he spoke as if to confirm something, "Mumu..."

Yin Qiaomu touched his head and said, "Huh? Don't you recognize me?"

The young man pulled the person in without saying a word.

"Mumu?"

Yin Qiaomu felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qiling touched the outline of his face with his hand, and Yin Qiaomu grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand and said, "What?!"

Zhang Qiling's eyes suddenly became stern.

Yin Qiaomu was so shocked, "Brother!"

Zhang Qiling gave him a confirming look and then let him go.

Yin Qiaomu was so embarrassed that she tidied herself up.

"What's wrong with you? You're so weird!"

Zhang Qiling returned to his previous look and pursed his lips.

"mole"

"What mole?"

Zhang Qiling directly gave him the notes in the bag, then sat down next to Yin Qiaomu and stared blankly.

Yin Qiumu looked at the young man in confusion and opened the notebook that Zhang Qiling usually kept tightly covered and refused to show to him.

The first page of the notebook, the handwriting is neat and beautiful.

"Brother, you asked me to see this!"

Zhang Qiling nodded and secretly put his arm around Yin Qiaomu's waist.

“If you open this notebook, please think about your name, what you want to do, and who Yin Qiaomu/Mumu is.

If you can't remember, you have lost your memory again."

Yin Qiaomu suddenly realized, "No wonder you didn't remember anything when I first met you as a child. You only knew that your name was Zhang Qiling."

The young man still didn't say anything, just nodded, but his hand movements became quietly more presumptuous.

“Don’t worry, this isn’t the first time, so there’s this notebook.

And I am you.

If you don't believe it, write a few words and compare the handwriting.

By now, you should believe it.

The following are the notes you have compiled before, please be sure to follow them. "

Yin Qiaomu watched with great interest.

1 Your name is Zhang Qiling. This is a code name. Its meaning cannot be written out. You have to find it yourself. Hei Xia Zi knows something about it.

2 You are a tomb robber with a purpose, and your purpose is the same as above.

3 Yin Qiaomu can be trusted, Wuxie can be trusted, and Fatty Wang can be trusted. They have saved you before, but Hei Xiazi needs to think about it. "

Yin Qiumu watched carefully but didn't notice.

“4 You are very valuable. If someone other than Yin Qiaomu asks you to fight, don’t agree easily.

5 If you hear that Yin Qiaomu is going to take a burial, you must follow him. When he opens the coffin, be careful of a man named Wuxie.

6 Yin Qiaomu lives in the Beijing Crescent Hotel. You can go in directly. The guards and waiters at the door know you.