48 Hours a Day

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Zhang Heng finished the bowl of Niuhe, thanked the head chef and other service staff in the kitchen, then got up and left and went to the backyard.

There, Agatha has already put on the waiter outfit that she just stole. She also prepared a set for Zhang Heng. Watching the latter change it directly, then she pushed a car from the back kitchen. The dining car came to the mysterious room No. 515.

The plan for the two is very simple. Since the room is only accessible to the food delivery staff, the two will dress up as food delivery staff.

Agatha took out her pocket watch and glanced at it. After a half a month tracking study, the Reasoning Agency has determined that the daily delivery time of room 515 is fixed, and now there is still about a quarter of an hour before dinner delivery.

But there is no way, because if the time is really accurate, the two will inevitably meet the real food delivery person.

So Agatha and Zhang Heng looked at each other before reaching out and quickly knocking on the door in front of them.

“Dear guest, today’s dinner has been served.” Agatha imitated the voice of the delivery person.

As a result, there was no response in the room.

Agatha couldn’t help but became nervous, worried that their simple plan had been seen by the people in the room, and was thinking what to say to solve the problem of time, didn’t expect next moment The door of his house slowly opened a gap.

Agatha saw a flash of surprise in her eyes, but she was worried that if she acted too urgently, the people behind the door would be suspicious, so she tried to suppress her excitement and stood outside the door. I waited patiently for about one minute.

However, after one minute, the door that exposed a gap, not at all, continued to open, and there were no people or voices behind.

Agatha cleared her throat, “We are coming in.”

She finally reached out and pushed open the door in front of her that no one could push open.

Behind the door is a set of rooms that look a little rudimentary. According to the view of the hobbit housekeeper, the rooms in the manor will meet the needs of each guest to the greatest extent. For example, the room in Zhang Heng is completely modern. Style, all kinds of electronic products are fully equipped, such as the fantasy best-selling female author’s room, which is even more luxurious than the presidential suite of the 5-Star level hotel.

But this room looks a bit shabby. The floor is in disrepair. It makes noise when stepping on the creak. You can see small pieces of mold on the ceiling and walls above your head. The furniture is also very simple and cheap, but the accident is the house. The inside is still clean, obviously someone is cleaning it regularly.

Agatha pushed the dining car into the living room and placed it by the dining table, but did not leave afterwards, but curiously looked all around.

From the perspective of the decoration and furniture of the house, it should be the style of the early 20th century. Agatha is quite familiar with it, because she lived in the same era. It’s just that the atmosphere in this suite is obviously a little gloomy, as if it were the murder scenes she had written about.

Ordinary person may feel depressed in less than a few minutes. No wonder the host here never receives any guests.

However, neither Zhang Heng nor Agatha is an ordinary person, and depending on the appearance of the two, they have no plans to leave.

The opportunity is rare. I don’t know when I can come in next time.

Although she did not meet anyone in the living room, Agatha was not discouraged. Soon she moved her eyes to the closed door of the study, but before she could walk there, a voice came from Behind him.

“What do you want to do?!”

It was an Old Lady with wrinkled expression and a severe look. Neither Agatha nor Zhang Heng even noticed where she came from.

She was still holding a broom in her hand, and she looked wary, as if she was treating Zhang Heng and Agatha as thieves.

“Ah, are you a resident here? We are here to bring you dinner.” Agatha pointed to the dining car next to her and quickly defended.

The Old Lady’s hand holding the broom loosened slightly, hearing this indifferent expression, but she still said sternly, “Just leave things there, get out of here!”

Agatha has nothing to do. They used to sneak in the service staff’s clothes and sneak in by mistake. Now the residents here rush people and they certainly have no reason to stay here.

But when Agatha was about to leave, she found Zhang Heng still standing there motionless.

He looked at the cruel old man in front of him humanely, “You are not a resident here.”

“Why do you say that?” Agatha became interested.

“Because this is obviously a room where a man lives.” Zhang Heng said, “When we first walked in, there were two pairs of shoes on the shoe rack. The size of the shoes was all male, and most likely they were the same person. Yes, in addition, although this room is clean, there are still cobwebs and dust in the corners and places that are not easy to notice. Obviously, the cleaners are not careful enough, and the probability of being male is greater.”

“The last and most important point,” Zhang Heng pointed to the window on the left hand side, “can you see it.”

Agatha looked at the window carefully, a flash of thought flashed in her eyes, and then she suddenly said, “The upper part of this window is not illuminated because the resident is…well, six feet tall. , You can only wipe down when cleaning. This… this lady is less than five feet tall, and if you step on a stool, the upper and lower glass should be the same bright.”

“But,” Agatha frowned again, “If she is not a guest here, who is she, how did she get in here,

According to the regulations of the manor, each house can only accommodate one guest. “

“I am his Aunt. We have always lived together. I take care of his daily life. In this world, only I really care about him.” Old Lady said.

“Is that why he never leaves the room?”

“Yes, the world outside is too sinister and unpredictable. There are traps everywhere. We live very well here and we don’t need to go out.” The old man said with a suffocating neck.

“But do you know that a devil lives in his heart?”

Zhang Heng asked, unlike Agatha, he actually knew who lived here as soon as he walked into this room, because the feeling was so familiar.

It’s like returning to the seaside town full of haze, or in the seabed palace, especially now that he is connected to that existence more closely than ever before, so when he stepped into this room, The familiar feeling is also particularly strong.

Because he knows that this is where everything started and where all stories began.