Halfway through Hai hour.
The night is already dark.
There were not many people in the town, and at this time, it was rare to even see two or three drunkards on the streets.
The chirping of insects comes and goes, which is particularly clear in the night, seeming to be singing about their season.
Along with the sounds of nature, the night elves have become active and embrace the darkness.
The owl only appears at night, and no trace of disturbance can escape its sharp eyes and sharp ears. Therefore, it can always catch its prey easily.
Yanhui Inn.
The waiter had been closing the door for a while.
But there was still a glimmer of light in the inn lobby.
I saw a white candle burning in front of the counter, as if waiting for the guests to return.
Come to think of it, if the un-returned guest comes back later, the guys don't have to open the door in the dark.
It's time to stay, but I won't go home at night.
People who shouldn't be there show up uninvited.
The guys were so sleepy that they didn't realize that a night owl took advantage of the darkness and slipped into the inn under their noses.
Night owls are not here to play, but to "hunt".
Ye Xiao is Jiang Yichen.
His prey is Liandie, but it seems that Liandie is not the only one.
He hid in a dark corner of the lobby, where he could clearly see the entire layout of the inn without being exposed to the candlelight.
The inn has three floors.
There are five rooms on the ground floor, two of which are occupied by the clerk and the boss, and the remaining three are connected and serve as both a kitchen and a utility room.
The two floors above are guest rooms.
There are seven ordinary guest rooms on the middle floor.
The top floor is the Tianzihao room, with only three rooms.
Tianzihao room only means big in Yanhui Inn.
Right now, the ten guest rooms were all dark, and the guests seemed to have gone to bed early.
Blindfold?
With just one glance, Jiang Yichen had already determined in his heart that this inn was responsible for everything.
He couldn't help but start to wonder if there was an unknown relationship between Yanhui Inn and Tingyu Pavilion.
It is not known which rooms are occupied and which guests have not returned till night.
Jiang Yichen didn't need to worry about these things. Maybe in a day or two, the answer would be reflected on the note, but his intuition told him that tonight was extremely critical and he couldn't just sit back and ignore it.
Unable to find a flaw for a while, Jiang Yichen didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to be patient and wait for changes.
Time passes like water, and in the blink of an eye, the white candle has become a broken candle.
The hall was much dimmer than before, and it was safer for Jiang Yichen.
At this moment, the out-of-town guest has not returned yet. Could it be that he doesn't plan to come back tonight?
While Jiang Yichen was lost in thought, another glimmer of light ignited in his pupils, swaying.
The light was extremely weak, seemed to be there, seemed to be absent, and was inconspicuous compared to the light of the remaining candle. Jiang Yichen once thought that his eyes were hallucinating.
The dim light came from the innkeeper's room.
The reasons why an inn is cheap are roughly three reasons: poor conditions, simple services, and sparse staff.
All three Yanhui Inns are occupied without exception, and there are very few people among them.
There are only three people in the inn, including the boss.
The boss is a woman, not very old, and the two waiters are middle-aged and young.
It is a strange thing to operate an inn with ten rooms with such a combination, but few people are suspicious. Perhaps everyone has long been accustomed to the endless weirdness in this world.
Jiang Yichen didn't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart, but based on the information he got, he really couldn't turn a blind eye to the weirdness of Yanhui Inn.
He even had a guess in his mind that Yanhui Inn and Tingyu Pavilion were originally from the same family.
After all, as early as three years ago, when he stayed here, although the innkeeper was a woman, she was also bloated and old. Although there were not many people in the inn, there were four or five waiters who shuttled between the hall and the kitchen, going up and down. Running errands, living a busy life.
Although times have changed, and the inn may have changed owners and reduced staff due to poor management, Jiang Yichen always felt that the time period when this change happened was too coincidental, just after Tingyuge was established.
Of course, this question is not rigorous, and Jiang Yichen still needs more precise information to confirm it.
My thoughts came back to me. In the dead of night, the lights in the innkeeper's room were still on. Did he suddenly feel anxious while sleeping and get up to take a pee? Or did you make an appointment with someone else at a certain time and find something else to do?
This time, Jiang Yichen didn't wait too long and got a response.
Suddenly there was an imperceptible sound.
He immediately put his left ear against the wall, discarded distracting thoughts, and listened carefully.
The sound comes from above.
Above is the guest room.
Something happened in the guest room!
It was the squeaking sound of the door opening and closing.
one two three four……
Jiang Yichen counted silently in his mind, and the doors of four guest rooms opened and closed one after another in just ten breaths.
And he suddenly saw that the upper two floors were still dark.
Immediately afterwards, there were rapid sounds of varying severity.
Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...
This was not the sound of footsteps, or the sound of normal walking footsteps, but the sound of toes tapping the ground.
This person who is blind and blind, can't walk up the stairs, and still performs Qinggong?
While Jiang Yichen was thinking, he curled up and held his breath, allowing himself to be completely engulfed in darkness without making any movement.
One, two, four, six...
Jiang Yichen was still counting silently in his heart.
What he was counting this time was the figure that entered the innkeeper's room from the stairs.
six people.
It seemed that the couple who stayed away that night were either a couple, a master and a servant, or a brother and sister.
Jiang Yichen didn't need to make any guesses this time. All he had to do was step forward and find out, and he would be able to reveal the mystery of Yanhui Inn.
He was about to straighten up, but immediately became as motionless as a statue.
I saw a figure wandering out of another room on the first floor and walked to the counter. Seeing the candle dying, he shook his head and muttered: "It's already midnight. I haven't come back yet, so don't go out." Something went wrong."
Immediately he wandered back to the room.
However, he did not go to his own house, but also walked into the female shopkeeper's boudoir!
The night returned to silence, and Jiang Yichen counted ten breaths silently. He expected that the other clerk would be guarding his room to keep an eye on the wind, so he didn't dare to delay for a moment and sneaked closer to the female shopkeeper's room.
Although there is a sword in his hand, the sword has no intention of being unsheathed.
In an instant, Jiang Yichen had entered the house.
He could be sure that his movements were several times lighter than theirs and would never wake up the other guy who was already asleep.
As for the scene inside the house, it was, as expected, empty!
If not, Jiang Yichen would never be able to stand here peacefully.
The room is not big, so if seven or eight people were standing in it, it would seem crowded.
The furnishings in the house are simple, with a bed, a table, a chair, and a wardrobe. If there wasn't a dressing table in the corner, it would be difficult to regard this as a place where a young woman lives.
The reason why I can see this clearly is naturally because there is light in the room. The light is candlelight, the candlelight placed on the table.
Compared with the candlelight in the lobby, it is brighter here, but it looks extremely faint from the outside, thanks to the black curtains hanging on the doors and windows.
It was really painstaking. Jiang Yichen sighed secretly.
Where have people gone?
Jiang Yichen looked around the room.
When he came to the dressing table, he saw a layer of dust.
He came to the closet again, and after opening it carefully, he saw only a few clothes in it, and they were all extremely simple and plain.
He closed the closet door and was disappointed not to find any secret door inside.
He glanced around and finally stopped at the bed.
