1124 “Quick Time Travel Girl is ready to knock down the male protagonist” Young Marshal, I think I can save it 70

The door had been pushed halfway open, and when Xiang Jieming took out his flashlight and prepared to go in, a picture on the top of the door was full of blood, and the black hair stuck together like rags, half-covering and half-exposing the face covered with stitches, suddenly fell in front of him, and he looked at it.

“Pa”

Xiang Jieming used all his strength to wave and open the thing that suddenly fell in the air. The texture of thick cotton wool hit the door with a loud sound. Although it was a subconscious action of Xiang Jieming’s body, at that moment, he had to admit that he was frightened by this sudden thing and his mind went blank.

“Ah – um!” Zhou Min was also frightened by this thing and screamed, but Qi Haotian covered his mouth from behind.

“Doll.” Qi Haotian’s calm voice came from behind Xiang Jieming and Zhou Min. When they looked over, they saw a doll with marks all over the body cut by a knife. The head and neck were scattered by Xiang Jieming’s gravity, and could only hang crookedly on the side. However, a pair of big black eyes looked straight at them, and the bloody face made Zhou Min swallow involuntarily.

His body was a little weak and his feet were a little weak. He laughed dryly and said, “Here, the doll is quite lifelike…hehe… look at the skin…it’s quite…like…hehe…ha, hahaha…”

Xiang Jieming looked at the doll, squatted forward, and touched it with his fingers. The fleshy skin on his fingertips sent chills down his spine. He retracted his hand and looked back at Qi Haotian. At this time, the door was already wide open due to the physical collision of the doll. With the light from the corridor, Qi Haotian’s eyes were looking into the house.

Different from the room they stayed in, the room inside was a suite with a living room and bedroom. The same thing was that it was all white. This hotel seemed to love white.

The living room is very large, 30 square meters, and all kinds of daily necessities are placed randomly in the room. It is very messy, like a garbage dump.

At first glance, there was nowhere to go. On the floor, on the sofa, and on the table, there were piles of moldy or brand-new clothes, many half-finished molds, and red water stains.

“Third Young Master, it’s human skin.” Xiang Jieming stood up and walked to Qi Haotian, deliberately avoiding Zhou Min, and said softly.

“What is that…” When Xiang Jieming was biting Qi Haotian’s ear, Zhou Min seemed to see something under his clothes. He took two steps forward curiously, shined the flashlight in his hand, leaned forward and squinted.

“Come here.” Qi Haotian, who noticed Zhou Min’s actions, said.

“Head!” Zhou Min was so shocked that he backed away repeatedly.

Two voices sounded at the same time. The former was frightened after seeing something buried under a pile of clothes.The latter frowned slightly, but his body movements were quick. He turned Zhou Min around, turned her back to door 2, and held her in his arms.

Dozens of human heads with different expressions were placed in various piles of clothes, vaguely visible, but neatly looking at the door. Zhou Min was so frightened that he almost threw the flashlight in his hand just now.

The visual impact of the picture was so strong that Zhou Min, who was hugged by Qi Haotian, was still confused and his heart was beating wildly.

“Fake.” Qi Haotian looked at the frightened Zhou Min, patting her on the back while looking coldly at everything inside the door. His eyes were as cold as ice. However, when he saw the metal objects scattered on the table, a trace of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, but his tone was calm and unruffled, “This guest may like to collect.”

Xiang Jieming looked at Qi Haotian, then at Zhou Min, but said nothing in the end.

Zhou Min was comforted by Qi Haotian silently and finally recovered, but her hands still subconsciously held the clothes around Qi Haotian’s waist tightly, and she smiled with a rather awkward expression on her face.

“Really? Haha… Then, this customer is really awesome! There are so many simulated human heads, each with a different expression. It’s not easy to collect them all… Hobby, hobby… very, very special… Ha, haha.”

Zhou Min didn’t know whether it was to increase the credibility of Qi Haotian’s words and keep giving hints to herself, or whether she really felt that way, but the more Zhou Min said it, the more panicked she became for some reason.

After a long time of waiting for Qi Haotian and Xiang Jieming to say anything, Zhou Min felt embarrassed talking to himself and gradually fell silent. However, the hand holding the clothes around Qi Haotian’s waist turned into an embrace of Qi Haotian’s waist, wishing to stuff himself into Qi Haotian’s arms.

“I’ll go in and have a look.” Xiang Jieming looked at Qi Haotian and Zhou Min, and could only volunteer and was about to enter the house.

Qi Haotian suddenly pulled Xiang Jieming, his eyes changed, and he suddenly looked towards the corridor on the left.

The sound of ‘bang bang bang’ being dragged up the stairs from far to near.

One blow after another hit everyone’s hearts, and cold sweat soaked their backs.

Xiang Jieming clenched his fists, and even his breathing became slower because of the sound.

Zhou Min’s body froze because of the sound of going upstairs, and he looked up at Qi Haotian.

Qi Haotian looked at the open door, his eyes quickly swept over the metal objects on the table and the clothes that were obviously brand new or moldy, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

The room was unlocked, and after the loud noise, there was no movement inside, and there was no trace of anyone entering except the owner. Therefore, the people who came up from the left at this time did not care about anyone except the owner of the room.

As long as he was sure of this, Qi Haotian raised a strange smile.

Qi Haotian’s smile at this time made Xiang Jieming and Zhou Min feel frightened for no reason.

Ignoring Zhou Min and Xiang Jieming, Qi Haotian bent down to pick up the doll, pulled Zhou Min around, and quickly ran down the corridor to his room.

On the left and right sides of the corridor, there are odd numbers and even numbers, one row is odd and the other is even. Qi Haotian’s room for four people is right in the middle. When he originally chose the room number, he could choose No. 7 or 8, which are closer to the regular guests, or No. 9 and 10, which are closer to the “distinguished guests”.

But he has always wanted to muddy the waters in the hotel. Whether they are distinguished guests or “old guests”, he is his target. Therefore, it is more suitable to choose Room 7, which is closer to the old guests.

After this was convenient, he diverted the trouble to the east.

Only by making them crazy can the group of ‘distinguished guests’ take the initiative to break the agreement with the hotel and find another collaborator.

Only then will they discover that there is a group of “poor people” who accidentally entered the hotel and can be exploited by them.

So he chose No. 7, and asked Xiang Jieming to choose the equally dangerous No. 8. As for the relatively safe numbers 9 and 10, which were close to VIPs, he didn’t care. Even though they seemed safe, they were just a cover-up. So from the beginning, Qi Haotian had no intention of letting Zhou Min, a fool, be alone, and the boy… was not worried about him at all.

Perhaps, both Rooms 9 and 10 are vacant at this time.

The boy has already returned to his ‘base camp’ – Room 4.

From beginning to end, the boy never said what was in his room, but kept reminding them to help him find his sister… but in the end he brought them here.

When Qi Haotian pulled Zhou Min past Room 4, his eyes glanced lightly at the number 4 carved on the wooden door, and his eyes were as silent as an abyss.

What is hidden in this hotel?Let the murderous people in Xiangcheng be so afraid, and even people like Qin Lezhan have to play games according to the rules of this hotel after entering this hotel…?

Why use the numbers 1 to 6, which are fixed as ‘old customers’, to divide them?What do these numbers represent?

Some kind of ability?A say in this hotel?Is length of stay an indicator of horror and brutality?

Or, the ranking of the number of murders…

Still, all of them.

Qi Haotian opened room No. 7 and pushed Xiang Jieming and Zhou Min into the room. Under their extremely shocked gazes, he stopped at the door of neighbor No. 5, the “old guest”.