Chapter 923 Long Live the Ghost King (15)

Of course the person who triggered the alarm was not caught.

Similarly, there is no way to clear the alarm. If the alarm cannot be cleared, the door cannot be opened. If the door cannot be opened, you cannot get out.

The manager contacted the developer of this system, but the developer said that the technicians would go abroad for further study and would not be able to come back until tomorrow morning at the earliest.

Very good, one night is enough to kill.

What a trick.

This baby won’t leave!

Something like this happened just after someone died in the hotel. People in the hotel still dared to stay in their rooms and gathered in the lobby.

There were not many people when we were apart, but when we were together, there were quite a lot of people in the hotel, and almost the whole hall was full of people.

The strangest thing was that Shi Sheng actually saw Li Chengyun.

Li Chengyun!

The awesome male protagonist.

Turn over the table, when did the male protagonist sneak in? ?

Director, what do you mean by forcing the male protagonist to have more scenes?

I don’t accept it!

In the midst of a panicked crowd, Li Chengyun stood upright, had an extraordinary bearing, and was calm and collected. He instantly separated himself from the background.

His eyes wandered among the crowd, seeming to be looking for something.

Shi Sheng had been sitting on the sofa in the hall. There was someone in front of her, so she was blocked. Li Chengyun didn't notice her.

He tilted his head and spoke to the bodyguard behind him, then walked towards the elevator.

Shi Sheng guessed that he was here to find Qu Miao. He seemed to have a wonderful connection with Qu Miao and could sense Qu Miao within a specific range.

"How long will it take? I have a party to host later. Can you afford to pay for the delay? What's going on in your hotel!"

A woman's sharp voice sounded in the hall. The originally noisy hall suddenly became quieter, and everyone looked at the woman standing at the front desk.

The customer service staff looked apologetic and bent slightly to answer, "I'm sorry, ma'am, because the technician couldn't get back in time..."

The woman interrupted the customer service staff, "Stop talking nonsense to me. When can I go out?"

"Not until tomorrow morning at the earliest ma'am."

"Tomorrow morning?" The woman's voice was sharp, and her delicate face was a little twisted because of anger, "What should I go out to do tomorrow morning?"

"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you..."

"What's the use of being sorry? Do you know how much preparation I have made for tonight? Now that you are acting like this, all my efforts have been in vain." The woman became more and more excited as she spoke. She saw the policeman next door from the corner of her eye, suddenly moving towards They ran over.

The woman insisted on making a fuss and went out. The police and customer service took turns to come in, and the fuss lasted for more than ten minutes.

"Just wait." The woman stepped on her high heels and walked towards the elevator, not forgetting to say harsh words before leaving.

"Sister, can I sit here?"

A subtle voice sounded from beside Shi Sheng. She turned around and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy holding a sketchbook and looking at her innocently with his wide eyes.

"casual."

The boy, who had small arms and legs, crawled to sit next to Shi Sheng, with a slight blush on his chubby face.

He smiled sweetly at Shi Sheng, then opened his sketchbook and started doodling in it.

"Sister, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" The boy stopped drawing at some point and moved closer to Shi Sheng, blinking at Shi Sheng with his big eyes.

"Why have you seen it before?" Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows.

The boy's eyes lit up and he nodded fiercely. He handed the sketchbook to Shi Sheng, "Look. They don't believe me, but I can really see it and I can still talk to them."

"I saw this in kindergarten. She said she was a kindergarten teacher, but I have never met her. She is very good and taught me a lot." The boy pointed to the sketchbook and introduced it to Shi Sheng.

"This one is from near my community, but he looks a bit fierce, so I don't dare to talk to him."

"And this one, I met in the park."

"this……"

Shi Sheng looked at the people in the sketchbook who could hardly tell who was who except for the different colors, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Some children can indeed see when they are young, but this ability disappears as they grow older.

If this boy can still see when he is seven or eight years old, he must be a gifted person.

"Sister, don't you believe me too?" The boy saw Shi Sheng didn't speak and looked at her aggrievedly.

Shi Sheng turned sideways, "Can you see a ghost in the hotel?"

The boy tilted his head, turned his gaze to the hall, and shook his head, "Not here."

Not here? Then he has seen others in the hotel?

"Where have you seen it?"

The boy looked at Shi Sheng cautiously and stammered in his voice, "I...I saw a ghost following...following my sister."

Isn't it Qu Miao who is following her?

Qu Miao followed her all day long. If this child could really see ghosts, he wouldn't be surprised to see her.

"He is very scary." The boy said again, his voice even thinner, "I also saw him...killing other ghosts..."

The more Shi Sheng listened, the more something seemed wrong.

How could Qu Miao, this silly sweet girl, be able to kill ghosts?

wrong……

"Is that ghost a boy or a girl?"

"male."

A cold feeling suddenly ran down Shi Sheng's back.

What the hell kind of idiot wants to plot against me?

She couldn't see the ghost, but she could feel that when a ghost approached, there would be a cold air. The more powerful the ghost, the heavier the cold air.

If there is a ghost following her, it must be far away.

Since that's the case...

"How do you know he is following me?" If he was following me from a distance, given the child's age, he shouldn't be able to tell.

The boy blinked, his big watery eyes full of innocence and confusion, "I saw him standing outside my sister's room, several times."

Shi Sheng: "..."

Thinking about what happened last time, Shi Sheng felt that the person following her was most likely the same person, and it might also be the mentally retarded Mu Bai.

This mentally retarded person always wants to cause trouble behind this baby.

This time she had to teach him some good manners.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu..." A woman hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and hugged the boy, "Didn't I tell you not to run around? Why are you so disobedient?"

"Mommy." The boy stuck out his tongue, "I'm tired of standing and want to sit down for a while."

"But you have to tell Mommy?" The woman touched Xiaoyu's head, "Don't do this next time, do you hear me? Mommy will be worried."

"I know mommy."

The woman breathed a heavy sigh of relief, looked at Shi Sheng, and nodded slightly, "Xiaoyu didn't cause any trouble to the lady, did he?"

Shi Sheng smiled and shook his head.

"Say goodbye to my sister." The woman picked up Xiaoyu.

"Goodbye, sister." Xiaoyu waved. He thought for a moment and handed the sketchbook in his hand to Shi Sheng. "Sister, sister, I give this to you. We will be friends from now on."

No one else believed that he could see ghosts, only this sister believed in him, and he liked this sister.

"If you don't mind the graffiti of a child, please accept it." The woman explained, probably because she was afraid that Shi Sheng would find the things on it strange.

"Thank you." Shi Sheng took the sketchbook and took out a pendant from his pocket and gave it to Xiaoyu, "This will protect you. I wish you safety and health."