Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 370 The Japanese Inn 8
I don’t know whether it’s because of his gentle but calm tone of voice that everyone agrees with or this person has a different feeling when he sits there. After the old man finished speaking, no one objected, although no one expressed support loudly, but many People began to gather around him slowly to find a place to sit down.

The old man introduced himself as Jiang Baixun: "I guess I am the oldest in our group, everyone can call me Uncle Jiang, Old Brother Jiang, whatever."

After introducing himself, he began to unravel. First, he investigated whether anyone knew the two missing persons from yesterday. The irritable man raised his hand and said that it was his temporary roommate.

Jiang Baixun then asked the irritable man what he had done after he entered the hotel, did he check what supplies he had brought since he "disappeared" yesterday?

The irritable man has almost all confessed to him.

"Before, he sat in front of me on the bus. He only knew his surname was Liu. From what he said, it seemed that his wife ran away with someone. He was depressed, so he signed up for this group to find some excitement. He brought a lot of things. Most of them were liquor and appetizers, I didn’t look through his things, these were all he took out after the two of us entered the room, I don’t know anything else, because I can’t fucking get in that room.”

Jiang Baixun frowned when he heard this, and unconsciously murmured: "Can't get in? Did anyone find that the door of the room couldn't be opened?"

Everyone shook their heads at the same time, obviously only the irritable man had this happen.

"My roommate is dead, and the door of the room can't be opened. Everything is in the room and I can't get it out. I'm so fucking unlucky."

The irritable man was still chattering, but he didn't notice that the people who were closer to him subconsciously moved away, as if he was afraid that this guy's bad luck would infect him.

As for the second missing person, he lives alone in room 322. She seems to be a young girl in her twenties. She has never spoken to everyone and has always been alone. Therefore, no one knows that it is like the person in the lobby. Is the same "missing" or something else happened.

Jiang Baixun said: "I have a guess in my heart, is it that we are forbidden to stay in the guest room after death, so the door cannot be opened?"

Many people felt a little bit in their hearts after hearing his words, thinking that this possibility was very high.

In fact, He Xiaoman had already thought of this possibility.

She couldn't help but look at the old man twice more, the old man seemed to feel something, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like needles, and his eyes directly collided with He Xiaoman, He Xiaoman quickly looked away, and shrank his body at the same time, his face appeared There is a kind of embarrassment that voyeurism is noticed.

Jiang Baixun's eyes were fixed on He Xiaoman all the time, He Xiaoman's eyes wandered and he didn't dare to look at the old man anymore, he kept shrinking himself into the crowd like a child who made a mistake, shrinking so much that even the irritable man could see her abnormality, he lowered his head and asked What's up with her.

He Xiaoman shook his head silently and said nothing.

He lightly knocked Jiang Baixun's shoe with one foot, and his previous experienced and kind elder demeanor reappeared on his face: "Since there is no companion, we have no way of knowing whether the room can be opened, after all, anyone who breaks the door violently I dare not, but everyone does not know if they have seen the red number at the bottom of the blackboard."

Jiang Baixun's voice suddenly became a little low: "They should be in danger. I think this number represents our total number of people at the beginning and the number of surviving people now."

"I think the person who was killed in the lobby yesterday was the target because he didn't return to the room to go to bed on time after eight o'clock. I don't know if anyone else suffered from this kind of attack or other strange things yesterday. event?"

Everyone looked at each other, then either shook their heads or remained silent, which meant there was no such thing.

He Xiaoman does, but even if Cerebellum ran away from home, she would never say such a thing, otherwise people would ask how she escaped danger, because I have a big kitchen knife from my ancestors?
Ah.

Jiang Baixun said again: "What is certain now is that they will choose to randomly kill people who violate the rules, and they don't mind killing one or two more a day, so everyone must carefully read the words on the blackboard today, and don't make mistakes. "

"If you touch something, especially a place outside your own room, you must remember to reset it. Don't make loud noises outside your room, and don't waste the food provided by the hotel."

He Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat again.

But this time she didn't look up at the old man again. This is a subconscious action of many people. When someone says someone or something you care about, you can't help but look back.

She felt that even if the old man was not a special existence like herself, he was also a very keen criminal investigator. He Xiaoman felt that the former was more likely.

Even Jiang Baixun may have been attacked by that kind of thing just like himself.

Otherwise, it is difficult for people who have not suffered a lot to notice the pitfall of food.

Even if He Xiaoman knew part of the plot in advance and was always thinking about these details, she still found out that she had violated the rules after being attacked.

"Jiang Bo, thank you. It's a good thing you told us so many traps. Otherwise, I would really ignore them and die in a daze."

It was the thin young man in a white shirt who looked sickly.

As soon as his words came out, many people expressed their gratitude to the old man.

"It's nothing more than eating salt and wasting food for a few years more than everyone else." Jiang Baixun waved his hand modestly and continued: "Because it's only been one night and we've already lost two members. It's not sure if someone has to be there every day...cough cough...uh if everyone doesn't violate the rules, no one will die."

In fact, this is what everyone cares about.

If you don't make mistakes and obediently follow other people's rules, can you go home safely for fifteen days?

Many people swear at this moment that they will never die in this life, they must walk on the crosswalk when crossing the road, let the vehicles go first, and never come out to seek excitement when they have nothing to do.

The young hip-hop couple interlocked their fingers, and the girl rested her head on the boy's shoulder, whispering something to the boy, apparently apologizing.

The boy patted the girl's head lightly, coaxing her with a smile.

The woman who had been slapped curled her lips in disdain when she saw their interaction, but said nothing.

After a well-founded analysis, Jiang Baixun became the leader of the entire team. He was silent for a moment and continued: "In this case, I hope that everyone should try to stay in the hall during the day, so that we can rescue in time if something happens. , so that the tragedy of last night would not happen."

(End of this chapter)