The Thirty-Second Night: The Woman in the Scriptorium【Ghost Story in the Hotel】
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From the 30th to August 1st, I have been traveling abroad these days. How do I know that even if I travel, I still have to worry about things that should be uneasy.
This starts from the 30th. I went to another place for a trip and booked a hotel in advance. The price of this hotel is very reasonable, only about 100 yuan a day, but the grade is very good, especially in addition to the big bed in the house, there is also a sofa, and the room space is larger than the same type of hotel I used to stay in, which is really a big bargain.
I am a strange person who likes to run alone when traveling, or the feeling of running alone is very different from traveling with others. The biggest difference is that where I want to go and what I want to do, there is no constraint from others. I like freedom.
It was Wednesday on the 30th, and not many people traveled on this day, so the whole afternoon of the trip went very smoothly. I saw all the scenery I wanted to see and went to all the places I wanted to go. I felt very comfortable. At around seven o'clock, I took a taxi back to the hotel to read a book and go to bed.
I read half of the book, saw it at about nine o'clock, and then took a shower. It was almost time to go to bed. It was not interesting anyway, but since I was in another city, it was pretty good to lie down on the window and look out, so I opened the curtains and looked out of the house.
My location is not facing the street. Although it is noisy on the street, I still prefer to face the street. You can see all kinds of people, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t face the street. Moreover, this room is facing the back of another building. This building looks like an office building, but it may not be, because it only has four floors. I only judge that this is an office building because the lights on the third floor of this building are bright, and the layout is filled with compartments. It is obvious that this is a company, and I also live on the third floor, so I can see clearly on the third floor opposite.
Strange, this company is still working overtime so late. I looked carefully and said, "What a guy, there is no one at all, why is there still a light on?"
Just when I was surprised, I saw a woman's head from one of the office compartments.
The woman raised her head and looked around. I didn't see her side face. When she found that there was indeed no one around, she began to act quietly.
What is she going to do?
She was flipping through things, she was in every compartment, as if she was about to flirt with something, was it a thief? No, she flirted with the wallet, but she didn't even look at it. Every time she finished flipping through some things, she always kept them in the original order, and didn't seem to want others to know that she had flirted with these things.
What is the principle? I was also wondering from the other side, but I felt like I was peeping at other people's work. It would be bad for me to do this. I thought about it, and then decided not to continue watching. I was about to turn around, but I felt like something strange under my feet.
OK, that mask again.
Your sister! Traveling doesn't make me happy! It's a ghost again! I complained in my heart, but what's the use of complaining in my heart? It's important to solve the things in front of me. Since the mask appears, it means there is a ghost nearby. But I came here alone and there is no other person in the room, so the woman opposite may be...
No, I want to take a closer look. I put it on the screen window and looked carefully. I found that the woman was under the light in the writing room and there was indeed no shadow!
I was so amused and crying.
Chapter completed!