Soon after the man left, footsteps were heard on the third floor.

The third floor seemed to be a huge hall with no rooms to separate it, and footsteps could be heard everywhere.

Not wearing shoes, so I can’t move fast!

"More than one person!"

I could clearly hear that there was more than one person walking around on the third floor. Besides that man, were Lin Xinxin and his daughter also on the third floor?

wrong!

Lin Changxi couldn't move one of his legs at all, there was no way there could be such fast footsteps!

“There are more and more secrets of the cozy hotel!”

Wang Zun murmured to himself, lying on the bed, continuing to close his eyes and rest. He always understood the requirements of his mission and lived until six in the morning.

It’s only half past one in the morning, which is still very early!

The two people on the third floor didn't know what they were doing. They were walking around as if they were moving something, making heavy sounds from time to time.

About two o'clock!

Boom!

Dong Dong...

There was a sudden knock on the door!

In the darkness and silence of the night, the knocking on the door was extremely loud.

There was a knock not on Wang Zun's door, but on the door of the room at the top of the stairs.

The distance is not that far!

The knocking on the door is very rhythmic, one after another, neither fast nor slow, always three, one, and one stop.

In the deathly silent hotel, the darkness was endless, and the sudden knock on the door was very nerve-wracking.

Wang Zun grabbed the ghost-beating stick and put his ear against the door, carefully listening to the sounds outside.

There is no peephole on the door, which makes it difficult for people to know the situation in the corridor outside.

The knocking on the door stopped, and there were strange footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs.

Then there was another knock on the door, it should be the door of the second room!

There were knocks on the door and footsteps coming in little by little. The door of every room was knocked. The other party took their time and approached step by step. This feeling was very hair-raising.

finally!

Strange footsteps stopped outside Wang Zun's door, and Wang Zun could clearly hear a steady breathing outside.

It's human!

Wang Zun thought it was some kind of ghost, but as long as it was a human being, the stone in his heart instantly fell.

If he is not afraid of ghosts, why should he be afraid of people?

Rather than being passive, Wang Zun prefers to be more proactive!

Before anyone outside knocked on the door, Wang Zun unlocked the door and the lime powder was already raised high.

Done in one go, without any sloppiness!

The people outside raised their hands and froze in the air, widened their eyes, and looked at Wang Zun who opened the door in disbelief.

Wang Zun was startled. The person standing at the door was actually Lin Changxi!

Lin Changxi was dressed strangely, with a raincoat on her body, and her eyes were full of uneasiness and nervousness.

Wang Zun didn't think too much and pulled Lin Changxi into the room.

At the same time, Zhou Jing also saw all this. She felt strange, what did Wang Zun want to do?

Why did Lin Changxi knock on the door of every room in the middle of the night?

In the room, Wang Zun looked at her and smiled.

At two-thirty in the morning, a little girl of seven or eight years old with physical disabilities wandering around here without sleeping is already a big problem.

"Did your mother ask you to do this?" Wang Zun looked at her seriously, trying to get clues from her face.

Lin Changxi shook his head, said nothing, took out a painting and handed it to Wang Zun.

Wang Zun took the painting in surprise and looked up at it with his mobile phone flashlight, frowning involuntarily.

The painting is very distorted and abstract. It shows a hall with three little people.

One of the villains was lying on a bed, and two villains were holding knives next to them!

There are many weird lines painted around the hall, and the combination of these lines looks like a clown's face!

What's the meaning?

Wang Zun didn't understand. Officer Zhao said that Lin Changxi suffered from mental delusion. Is the evidence these weird paintings she drew?

These paintings do look quite weird, ferocious, twisted, like ghosts!

Lin Changxi did not stay, unlocked the door and walked out, disappearing into the dark corridor in an instant!

Wang Zun's eyes widened, Lin Changxi ran normally, there was no problem at all.

Why couldn't I move my right leg when I walked before?

Are you pretending?

Wang Zun wanted to catch up and ask, but he had disappeared.

It’s half past three in the morning!

Dead silence returned to the dark hotel, without any sound, as if falling into the Dead Sea.

Wang Zun was lying on the bed, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Lin Changxi had a problem.

There was no sound from the third floor, and time seemed to have stopped.

This is also the time!

Wang Zun's nose moved, and an inexplicable fragrance entered his nasal cavity. It was very light and could not be detected if you didn't pay attention.

Just as he was about to get up, Wang Zun felt dizzy and before he could react, he had already fallen down on the bed.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Zun just felt like he was being dragged to the ground by someone. His mind was dizzy, his whole body was weak, and his chest was stabbing with pain.

Li Li opened his eyes, and found Xiao Ling lying on his chest, scratching his flesh with her claws, anxious and scared.

Wang Zun was so weak that his body was being dragged. He looked forward with all his strength and saw that the person dragging him was actually a man.

The man couldn't see his face clearly, all he knew was that he was very tall and it was very laborious to drag him around!

Xiao Ling's scratching not only made Wang Zun wake up, but every time he scratched, a tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and Wang Zun also regained some strength.

"How could it be possible? The medicine can't be effective for only such a short time!"

The man was surprised at the speed of Wang Zun's awakening. He was shocked and dragged Wang Zun out of the room harder.

The man's body was very weak. After only a minute of delay, he was already out of breath and seemed unable to breathe.

Wang Zun recovered quickly, and Xiao Ling was indispensable. He quickly pulled out a handful of lime powder from his backpack and sprinkled it on the man.

The distance is a bit far, so it can't be revealed in a man's face, but it can also make a man temporarily lose his dominance.

Wang Zun took this opportunity to grab the backpack on the bed and stumbled towards the door.

His mind was dizzy and his limbs were full of strength. Wang Zun supported the wall and had a hard time escaping.

The man chased him out, took out a shiny sharp knife, and came closer step by step.

"I wanted you to live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to be so anxious to die!"

The man was panting heavily, probably because he was suffering from illness, but he was much better than the current Wang Zun.

boom!

At this time, the door of 209 was kicked open, and Zhou Jing appeared, holding a police gun, and shouted: "Police, don't move!"

police?

Both of them were startled. Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief and sat down against the wall, trying his best to recover quickly.

"Oh it's you!"

Zhou Jing suddenly realized, and the police flashlight in her hand shone down, clearly illuminating the man's appearance.

Wearing a windbreaker, his face was bloodless, he was very thin, almost skinny, and his eyes were sunken, as if half of his life was gone.

"I think I know the secret of this hotel!"

Zhou Jing held a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, approaching Wang Zun.

The man was startled for a moment, then calmed down, his expression unchanged, staring at the two of them like a fierce ghost.

When Zhou Jing came over to Wang Zun, the door of 204 was suddenly opened, and a wooden stick quickly hit Zhou Jing on the head.
To be continued...