I don’t know whether it was his gentle but calm tone of voice that made everyone agree more, or whether this person had a different feeling when he sat there. After the old man finished speaking, no one objected, although no one expressed support loudly, but many

People began to slowly gather around him and find a place to sit down.

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

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

Jiang Baixun then asked the grumpy man what he had done after entering the hotel. After he "disappeared" yesterday, had he checked what supplies this man had brought?

Almost all the grumpy men confessed by pouring beans through bamboo tubes.

"He was sitting in front of me on the bus before. I only knew his surname was Liu. From what he meant, it sounded like his wife had run away with someone else. I felt depressed, so I signed up for this group and came out to have some excitement. He didn't bring many things with him.

Most of them were liquor and snacks. I didn’t go through his things. He took them out after the two of us entered the room. I don’t know about the others because I couldn’t fucking enter that room.”

Jiang Baixun frowned after hearing this, and murmured unconsciously: "Can't get in? Has anyone else noticed that the door to the room cannot be opened?"

Everyone shook their heads at the same time. Apparently, this happened only to the grumpy man.

"My roommate is dead, the door to the room can't be opened, and everything is in the room and can't be taken out. I'm so damn unlucky."

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

As for the second missing person, she lives alone in Room 322. She seems to be a little girl in her twenties. She has never spoken to anyone and is always alone, so no one knows that she is like the person in the lobby.

Did he "disappear" or something else happened?

Jiang Baixun said: "I have a suspicion in my mind that we are not allowed to stay in guest rooms after someone dies, so that's why the door can't be opened?"

Many people's hearts trembled 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. The old man suddenly raised his head and his eyes were as sharp as needles. He Xiaoman quickly looked away and shrank away.

There is a sense of voyeurism being noticed.

Jiang Baixun's eyes were always fixed on He Xiaoman. He Xiaoman's eyes wandered and he never dared to look at the old man again. He kept shrinking into the crowd like a child who had made a mistake. He shrank so much that even the grumpy man noticed her abnormality and lowered his head and asked

What happened to her.

He Xiaoman shook his head silently and said nothing.

One foot lightly knocked on Jiang Baixun's shoe, and his face once again showed the sophisticated and kind-hearted demeanor of an elder: "Since we have no companions, we have no way of knowing whether the room can be opened. After all, anyone can break the door violently."

I don’t dare, but I don’t know if you have seen the red number at the bottom of the blackboard.”

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

"I think the person who was killed in the lobby yesterday became a target because he did not go back to his room on time after eight o'clock. I wonder if anyone else here suffered such a similar attack or other weird attacks yesterday.

event?"

Everyone looked at each other, then shook their heads or remained silent, which meant that this was not the case.

He Xiaoman does, but she would never say such a thing even if Xiaonao ran away from home, otherwise people would ask her how she escaped from danger, because I have a large kitchen knife handed down from my ancestors?

Oh.

Jiang Baixun spoke 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 anything, especially outside your room, remember to reset it, don't make loud noises outside the room, and don't waste the food provided by the hotel."

He Xiaoman's heart moved again.

But this time she did not raise her head to look at the old man. This is a subconscious action for many people. When others say something about someone or something that you particularly care about, you can't help but look back.

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

It's even possible that Jiang Baixun had suffered a sneak attack from something like him.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for people who have never experienced bad experiences to notice the pitfalls of food.

Even if He Xiaoman knew part of the plot in advance and was always calculating these details, she still only discovered that she had violated the rules after being attacked.

"Uncle Jiang, thank you. Fortunately, you told us so many traps. Otherwise, I might have ignored them and died in confusion."

The person who spoke was the thin young man wearing a white shirt and looking sickly.

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

"It's just that we ate a few more years of salt and wasted a few more years of food than everyone else. It's nothing." Jiang Baixun waved his hand modestly and continued: "Because it was only one night and we have already lost two members.

Now I’m not sure whether someone has to be there every day... ahem... Well, if everyone doesn’t violate the rules, no one will die."

In fact, this is what everyone is concerned about.

If you don't make mistakes and follow the rules, can you survive for fifteen days and go home safely?

Many people swore at this moment that they would never seek death in this life. They must use crosswalks when crossing the road, let vehicles go first, and never come out for excitement again if nothing happens.

The young hip-hop couple had their fingers intertwined. The girl rested her head on the boy's shoulder and whispered something to the boy. It seemed that she was apologizing.

The boy patted the girl's head gently, smiling and coaxing her.

The woman who was slapped curled her lips in disdain when she saw their interaction, but didn't say anything.

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 everyone can stay in the hall during the day, so that if something happens, we can rescue them in time.
Chapter completed!