I Have 48 Hours a Day

Chapter 722 Another Passenger

The waiter and the old man didn't expect such a thing. The room rate of one dollar was not expensive. Of course, considering the dirty and depressing environment here, no one might be willing to live there even if it was half the price. But the only one in town The means of transportation to the outside world are out of service tonight. Zhang Heng has no place to stay if he doesn't live here. From this point of view, he has to pay this dollar, but no one expected that he doesn't have a single coin in his pocket.

After a moment of silence, the old man said, "Forget it, I helped him pay for the room. Since it's a celebration, we can't just be happy ourselves. It's rare for guests to come, so we should still show some mastery." He finally said When Zhang Heng was brought here, there was no way he could give up all his hard work for just one dollar.

"Since you are willing to pay for him, of course I have no objection." The male waiter said while helping Zhang Heng check in, and Zhang Heng also signed his name in the passenger book.

The old man left quietly at some point, as if he appeared just to bring Zhang Heng into this hotel.

Zhang Heng was about to follow another waiter upstairs, but at this moment, another figure came in from outside. He looked a little anxious, angry and panicked. He opened his mouth to say something, but the words came to his mouth again. He swallowed it back and just said, "Give me a room."

"One dollar." The waiter repeated the price expressionlessly.

Zhang Heng knew that this was another guest of the Gilman Hotel that the waiter mentioned before. This was quite obvious, not only because the other person looked normal, but also because he did not have the characteristics of small town residents. A damp and dark feeling.

Since we are all outsiders, maybe we can have a little exchange?

Zhang Heng stopped, but before he could speak, he saw the other party casting a wary look at him.

Zhang Heng had hunted before, so he could understand this kind of gaze.

This is the look in the eyes of prey when they are on the run. At this time, they will not trust anyone or anything.

"Room 428." The male waiter said to the new guest.

After that, the two new guests of the Gilman Hotel followed another waiter to the top floor of the hotel. The waiter opened the door for Zhang Heng. This was a single room facing the street. It continued the consistent style of the town. It was dark and shabby, with two rooms. A window and some cheap furniture that no one had used for a long time, and a steel frame bed, which obviously had nothing to do with softness.

This also made Zhang Heng have no hope for the promise of delicious food, but since it was already dinner time, Zhang Heng still asked the waiter, "What is there to eat in the hotel?"

"We don't provide meals." The latter said coldly, but then he probably remembered his identity as a waiter and added bluntly, "There is a restaurant in the town, right next to the hotel."

"Thank you." Zhang Heng said. He didn't have a tip to give to the other party. Fortunately, the waiter didn't care much and turned around and left after saying that.

So only Zhang Heng and one other resident were left on the top floor.

The latter's room No. 428 was diagonally opposite Zhang Heng, but he immediately closed the door vigilantly after entering the room, making it clear that he did not want to see anyone again.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to disturb his temporary neighbor. He took some time to check his house first.

The faucet was broken, and the waiter had informed them of this when they went upstairs.

In other words, this is a magical hotel that offers neither food nor running water. This would explain why there were no other guests here except the two of them.

The wooden boards of the wardrobe were cracked, and there was a creaking sound when the door was opened and closed. A thin layer of floating dust accumulated on the table, and the dirty quilt also had a sense of humidity during the rainy season. To be honest, if it wasn't It can also block the wind and rain, and sleeping here is not much different from sleeping on the street.

And the bad things didn't stop there. Zhang Heng noticed that there was no latch on the door, which meant that even if the door was locked, people outside could open it with a key. And judging from the traces on it, the latch was obviously not long ago. The front was just removed.

interesting.

Fortunately, there is good news. At least the old-fashioned electric lamp above the head can still be used. Although the head of the bulb has turned black and the orange light it emits seems a bit dim, this can be considered good news before night falls.

Of course, there are various signs that something will happen tonight. As long as the power is cut off, even if the light bulb is still intact, it will still be of no use.

Zhang Heng approached the window, pulled up some of the curtains, and looked at the street below.

There seemed to be more people on the street, and there were also some people from the cult mixed in. They were really preparing for the evening celebration. Everyone was wearing some kind of gold jewelry, but Zhang Heng But I didn't see what food they prepared.

It’s hard to do something like a celebration without food and drinks.

After all, most people don't care much about the origin and substance of the celebration. They just want to find an excuse to eat and drink and treat their stomachs. A celebration without food and drinks is like a cake without cream.

But the group of parties downstairs didn't seem to think so. They still looked very interested. Zhang Heng looked away for a while and saw the embankment in the distance and the places beyond. , that black line on the sea.

He also saw the black line when he came here for the first time. Zhang Heng always felt that there was something waiting for his call.

The two little black dots with hunched bodies on the breakwater should be fishermen. They put down their fishing rods and suddenly jumped from the embankment.

Diving from such a high distance is quite dangerous. Not to mention the rocks below, if the wind is high and the waves are rough, a big wave may come and sweep people away. However, other people on the embankment seem to have become accustomed to it. No one reacted when they saw the two diving, and they continued to do their own things.

Everything in this town is full of perverse weirdness.

The church bells rang, indicating that the time had reached 7 p.m., and the sun had completely set, leaving only a little afterglow.

Zhang Heng put down the curtain in his hand. He was actually not very hungry. Even if he skipped dinner, it would be fine. However, considering what was going to happen in the evening, he needed to make some preparations in advance. The most important thing was to get a few tricks. Weapon, after all, he is almost in a costume state now.

Zhang Heng went out and knocked on the door opposite.

"Who?" A vigilant voice came from inside.

"I, like you, am an outsider. Do you want to go out for dinner together?"

He was answered with silence. The people in the room seemed to be thinking about the proposal. After a while, he opened the door.

It doesn’t matter. Children who have never read relevant works will have no problem reading this part. In other words, it is easier to immerse themselves in the atmosphere if they have not read it~

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