"When, when, when..."

The sound of the grandfather clock on the first floor rang twelve times in a row, and the crucial midnight arrived.

Xia Yanzhen has determined that there is something wrong with the time of the grandfather clock.

In a calm, normal state, his heartbeat was about fifty beats per minute. Even during the battle with Jin, Xia Yanzhen's heartbeat never exceeded sixty beats per minute.

Using his heartbeat to judge the time, Xia Yan was really sure that only a little over half an hour had passed from 11 o'clock to 12 o'clock.

The grandfather clock downstairs has the wrong time.

So, is the hotel’s time based on the only floor clock currently used as the standard?

You will get the answer soon.

The door of room 302 opposite was closed tightly. Xia Yanzhen stuck his head out of the room and looked at the corridor in the middle.

He heard the slight sound of the door opening.

The door of room 306 opened, and a fat man came out. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand, and they all muttered: "The happy time has begun."

"Wine barrel?" Xia Yanzhen frowned.

The drunkard came to the door of the room where Richard was located in 305. In just a few steps, he staggered three or four times, but did not fall down.

"Open the door, open the door, let's drink!" the drunkard shouted loudly while banging on the door.

I wonder how Richard from 305 will react.

After a few seconds, the door to room 305 opened.

The drunkard walked in, the door closed, and everything returned to calm.

Xia Yanzhen came to the bedside and called the front desk.

"What's the matter?" After a while, Douglas over there answered the phone.

"Contact 305 for me, Richard's room. I saw a drunkard coming out of 306 and entering his room." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Okay." Douglas transferred the call to 305.

Standing in this room, Xia Yan really couldn't hear the 305 phone ringing.

After a full five minutes, Douglas transferred the call back and asked, "How was it?"

"No one picked up." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Then leave it alone." Douglas said in a cold tone, "Do you care about the life and death of these white-skinned pigs?"

"I just care about what happens in the hotel." Xia Yanzhen replied.

He certainly hasn't forgotten that this is a confrontational killing scene that doesn't inspire fearless empathy for other people.

There is no thought of saving people.

Just simply trying to figure out what happened.

"Just protect yourself." Douglas said and hung up the phone.

Xia Yanzhen put down the receiver and walked out of the room.

Didn't feel any changes.

He first knocked on the door of room 301, but no one opened the door. Then he walked to the door of room 305 and started knocking on the door.

I've been knocking for five minutes, but still no response.

Xia Yanzhen took a step back, kicked out, and kicked the door open.

A strong smell of alcohol hit his face, and Xia Yanzhen saw the fat drunkard and Richard sitting on the floor, with many bottles lying on the floor.

The fat drunkard had an exaggerated beard, held a wine bottle in his hand, and was pouring tons of wine into his mouth.

Some alcohol flowed out from the corners of his mouth, leaving a trace of his beard and wetting the white vest on his body.

Richard also had a bottle of wine and kept drinking.

Fascination and comfort were written on his face.

"Um?"

The door was kicked open, and the drunkard turned his head and smiled, "Here comes another one, do you want a drink too?"

"No, I don't drink." Xia Yanzhen refused.

"It doesn't matter, why don't you have a drink?" the drunkard said, "I guarantee you won't forget it and fall in love with it completely."

"No." Xia Yanzhen continued to refuse.

The drunkard stood up, staggered over, dug behind his back, took out a wine bottle from somewhere, and handed it to Xia Yanzhen: "Here, take a sip. If you don't drink, you won't give me face."

Xia Yanzhen almost laughed out loud: "You actually know the 'wine table culture'?"

"drink!"

The drunkard's expression became ferocious, and he grabbed Xia Yanzhen's cheek with one hand, trying to open it and forcefully drink.

Xia Yanzhen kicked him out.

Kick the drunkard hard in the stomach.

The drunkard's feet lifted off the ground and flew upside down. He actually smashed through the window of the room and flew out.

"A little weak, but still a little elastic?"

Xia Yanzhen frowned and took a few steps to the window.

He really didn't intend for this kick to have this effect.

When he saw the drunkard falling outside the hotel, he got up with a ferocious expression: "My wine!"

The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the wine inside flowed out.

A large amount of liquid began to come out of the drunkard's body, and a strong smell of alcohol emanated from his body.

Even if you stand at the window on the third floor, this distance can't stop the strong smell.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly became wet.

The drunkard opened his mouth to an exaggerated angle, with his upper and lower jaws almost forming a 180-degree angle, as if a pillar of wine was about to spurt out from inside.

At this moment, in the darkness behind him, a tentacle covered with gray hair stretched out and instantly caught the drunkard.

The drunkard lost his balance, raised his head to the sky, and sprayed out a pillar of strong alcohol while being sucked into the darkness.

A second later, a creepy chewing sound came from the darkness.

A minute later, something flew out and rolled down into the area covered by the hotel lights.

It was a human skull with some blood dripping from it.

Xia Yanzhen looked into the deep darkness and couldn't see anything inside.

What could the tentacles with gray-white hair be?

Turning around, Richard didn't pay any attention to what was happening in the room and was still drinking.

After he took the last sip, there was no more wine left in the bottle.

"good……"

Han Hu couldn't understand what he said, and Richard fell to the ground.

Snoring echoed in the room.

Xia Yanzhen didn't bother to wake him up, so he walked out of the room and closed the door ajar - the lock on the door was broken by his kick and could no longer be locked.

After returning to the room, Xia Yanzhen continued to open the door and sat on the chair.

The night passed quickly.

This is not an exaggerated description, but a statement of facts.

As the second half of the night approaches, the grandfather clock on the first floor rings faster and faster.

Between 5 and 6 o'clock, only fifteen minutes, the grandfather clock rang.

After six o'clock, the grandfather clock's time returned to normal, and it took almost an hour before it rang.

After 6 o'clock, the darkness outside the hotel gradually disappeared.

By 7 o'clock, the sky was completely bright.

At night in the hotel, the hands of the grandfather clock will move faster and faster, and the entire time will be based on the grandfather clock.

Xia Yanzhen stood at the window and looked out. Apart from the road he saw last night, there was a wilderness with only a few low trees and some not-so-luxurious yellow-green grass.

At a glance, you can't see the edge.

As for the "animals" that appeared last night, they have long since disappeared.

There is only one lonely Happy Hotel in the entire wilderness.

The zoo is huge, but there are no animals.
To be continued...