my ghost husband

Chapter 95 One More Person
Hearing Sister He's words, I looked at the paper bowl on the table.Those are the paper bowls that hotel restaurants use to deliver to guest rooms.At this time, the restaurant in the hotel was already off work.They were up to eleven o'clock at the latest. After eleven o'clock, only the cleaners were left to tidy up. At twelve o'clock, the lights in the restaurant department must be turned off.

I didn't go down until after eleven o'clock, and Shen Ji'en brought the soup, at least it should be close to twelve o'clock. At this time, even the owner of his hotel and the chefs of the restaurant have all gone home. How can he get the soup? to this soup?
I sat at the table in doubt, opened the bowl, and stirred the soup with a spoon. The soup was still very hot, and I asked, "Why did the little boss bring me the soup?"

"He delivered it himself, and saw you, an employee, find an excuse to run out and not go to work."

My heart sank, and I asked, "Did he ask me where to go. What to do?"

"He brought soup here on purpose but didn't see anyone, so of course he would ask."

I was still stirring the soup, and I figured it out, he didn't come to deliver the soup at all.He is the matter to inquire about our actions.In fact, Niu Lifan's pickup had been parked in the parking lot for several hours.What we did under the banyan tree is no secret at all if you follow us.Three people, and a big table, said they wanted to hide, but it was not so easy to hide.

Just because the security guard doesn't know, doesn't mean Shen Jien doesn't know.Especially Niu Lifan's paper figurine couldn't enter the hotel at all for the first time, and only entered after drawing a circle with Zong Sheng's blood.The protective barrier definitely didn't exist, but someone did it.

A round meat ball floating up and down in the soup caught my attention.What is that thing?I fixed my eyes on it, and in the next second, I threw away the spoon in my hand, and what was floating in the thick soup was an eyeball!

"Ah!" I exclaimed, and after throwing away the spoon, I pressed my hands on my chest to stop my beating heart.

My voice and movements made Sister He look over curiously, and then said angrily: "I thought it was something good, it was pig head soup, and those were pig eyes. In restaurants, pig skulls are always sandwiched between big pigs. Make soup from the bones."

"Pig eyes? Hehe" I was so nervous that my face twitched.

"Do you think there are any eyes for you? People's eyes can be sold for a very high price now." Sister He sat back on the sofa over there and continued to play with her mobile phone.

I feel a little numb in my heart, what kind of heart is this woman, so powerful?She said it was a pig's eyes, why don't I look like them?In the countryside, there are many times when soup is cooked with pig skulls, and I have seen pig eyes several times.Pig eyes are not so small.If the eyeballs are so small, then the pig is still young, and the pork will have a foul smell.Generally, no one would sell piglets for meat.

I looked at the eyeballs rolling in the soup again.Why did the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was the eyeball of a dead fish eye?
I bit my lip, thinking of dead fish eyes.He is also a victim of this hotel.And tonight, will the students in the guest room on the sixteenth floor die instead of me?If Zong Sheng hadn't drawn a talisman on me, I would have died in that elevator.

After they die, will they be imprisoned in this hotel like Dead Fisheye or some woman who was abused and perverted...

I dare not think about it.I even thought of that girl's eyes, maybe, in the future, Shen Jien will be sent a soup made from that girl's eyeballs.

I quickly got up and said to Sister He: "There is a reminder for room service, I'll go up there." Sister He didn't look at the computer screen at all, she just nodded at her phone.She is so happy and leisurely.

From the utility room next door, I pushed onto the trolley and entered the No. [-] elevator.That's right, it's the No. [-] elevator.Now let me see the dead words written in the black liquid in the No. [-] elevator, and my legs will go weak.I don't know what those black liquids are, the blood of the dead?Do dead people have blood?Or corpse water?
I went up to the [-]th floor and stood at the door of their guest rooms. There seemed to be five of them. Five of them shared a room. There were men and women. I guess one of them was a high school student, or a freshman or sophomore. .But the kind of friends who haven't confirmed the relationship yet.If the relationship has been confirmed, two rooms will definitely be opened.

I knocked on the door and called, "Room service." Although it was late at this time, the [-]th floor is always lively at night, so I don't have to worry about disturbing the guests and getting complaints.

Sure enough, the door of the guest room opened quickly, and they were all neatly dressed, and they didn't seem to be sleepy.I smiled politely, nodded, and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. The towels in the bathroom of the guest room need to be changed, please wait a moment."

I can't find any reason to change the towels in the guest room, so I just say so without making up a reason.The boy who opened the door for me didn't pay much attention to me, and walked into the room, shouting, "Are you ready? Didn't I ask you to prick your fingers and draw arrows with blood?"

I hugged the towel and stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at tomorrow.On the white bed, they spread a large piece of paper with many words on it.It seems that I can't find something suitable, so I just use the disposable cup in the guest room to buckle on it.It doesn't feel like a pen fairy, but a dish fairy.It's just that there are no saucers, and disposable cups are used instead.

The girl kneeling on the bed held a paper knife in one hand, looked at her fingers, and said, "It will hurt, or are you boys?"

"Aren't women's blood more effective in this kind of thing? Hurry up, you're the only girl."

I said, "You guys should stop playing with this. The hotel's special service on the sixteenth floor is not a joke. Sometimes you should pay attention, and you still have to pay attention."

I didn't make it that clear. If I told them that there were real ghosts in the hotel, they probably wouldn't believe it.Sometimes, it is easier to believe because it is not clear.

The boy turned back and said to me: "We all know that we have already signed at the front desk on the first floor. Isn't it just for excitement?"

"Sometimes you find more than excitement."

The girl with the knife jumped to my side and said, "Hey, do you really have them here? We all saw them just now."

Another boy said: "Just saw a handprint on the outer wall of the hotel restaurant? I strongly believe that it was painted by someone!"

"There are handprints on the outer wall of the restaurant?" I repeated this sentence in doubt.

Another boy said: "You should know that you are a waiter. That must have been painted on by someone. Anyway, I don't believe it. Are you still playing?"

The girl pouted, walked away from me, and said to the boy: "Let me think about it, if I want to use my blood, then I need to think carefully."

"Sister, don't play. You are the most dangerous in this." I said, "Maybe, if something really happens, you will be the first unlucky one. I'd rather believe it or not."

I went into the bathroom and changed the towels.As soon as I got out of the bathroom, the boy pushed me out of the room and said, "Okay, I'm done changing, let's go, we're going to turn off the lights and play games."

"Hey, if you really want to play, it's really dangerous."

"All right, all right, even if you were strangled to death by a ghost in the hotel, it has nothing to do with your hotel."

I was pushed out, and the guest room door was slammed heavily in front of me.I still wanted to raise my hand and knock on the door, but I still hesitated to bring it.I've said what I should have said, but they still persist, what can I do?

Pushing the trolley, he walked into the No. [-] elevator, and said in a low voice: "I also reminded, if they insist on doing that, and if something happens, they can't blame me. I've tried my best to stop it."

The No. [-] elevator slowly went down to the tenth floor. After pushing the car out of the elevator, I let out a long breath.That bowl of dead fish eye bead soup, should I just pour it into the toilet or what should I do?

Put the car away and re-enter the lounge.Sister He still maintained the posture when I left, smiling at the phone.

I took the soup on the table directly to the bathroom, opened the toilet, and poured it down.Don't look away, don't look at the eyeball.

But I was still thinking about the scene I saw in those students' guest rooms.Why are they so disobedient?Zong Sheng said that people who don't listen to other people's persuasion are rebellious.Some of them should be anti-hearing.If something really happened, the girl with blood as the medium would definitely be the first to have something happen.

correct!When I met them in the aisle, I saw that they seemed to be a group of people. I didn't count them specifically, but I was sure I saw more than one girl.But in the guest room just now, they said there was only that one girl.Who is that other?boys?

wrong.There were three boys in the guest room just now, they all talked to me, there was also the girl who jumped over, and another one was sitting on the edge of another bed, with her back to me, the one who didn’t speak all the time, with long hair The one with curly hair is clearly a girl,
My heart skipped a beat.Back at the desk, he clicked on the guest accommodation information on the computer with trembling hands.

The sixteenth floor is different from other floors.A room on another floor can be registered with an ID card.If it is not specifically requested by the above, we will not scan the ID cards of all guests.However, due to business promotion on the sixteenth floor, in order to create an atmosphere, all guests' ID cards will be scanned and some forms for special services will be signed when checking in.For example, voluntary participation, understanding of the special service items on the sixteenth floor, and no heart disease or high blood pressure.

The internal system was opened, and it showed that Room 1601 had four people checked in, three boys and one girl.So who is that woman with long curly hair with her back to me?
(End of this chapter)