As soon as the words fell, she ran out of the door of the hotel lobby with her bag. After a corner, her figure disappeared.
When she went out, Tang Ye heard her muttering. Although the distance was a bit far away, he heard it.
"Why are there anyone who wrote a letter this year ..."
After shaking his head, in a blink of an eye, there are no many people in the hotel. The hall is except the front desk to entertain the sofa of the guests and the display cabinet not far away. Only him is here.
After looking at the envelope in my hand, I checked it. The sealing wax above was not destroyed, which means that the letter has not been seen by Bill. The envelope was opened.
There are not many contents, just a few paragraphs.
[I don’t know if this letter will be in your hands in the end. As a result, I can only pray to God. I hope it will appear in your hands. If you see it, don’t be curious why this letter appears
In your hands, because I have my own way.]
"Huh?" The content of this beginning made Tang Ye a doubt. At first he didn't feel suspicious of the letter, but saw the above content made himself curious why the letter appeared on himself in himself.
After he was in his hands, he was puzzled. Isn't this three hundred and two silver here?
No one would pay attention to your breaking place. You have to remind others that there is no suspiciousness. Of course, the first response of normal people is that there is a strange place in that place!
Suppressing the instinctual irritability, Tang Ye observed this letter carefully, thinking that it was unreasonable there, soon, he reacted, yes, this letter was transferred to herself by the front desk lady replaced Lu Xiaojie.
What methods do you know that you live in the Yi Yi Hotel?
At this moment, Lu Xiajie's person seemed to be wrapped in a strong fog in Tang Ye's mind, which made people invisible all kinds of puzzles!
[Now you should be looking for me, I can tell you clearly, if you rely on your own way, you can't find me, you should remember everything last night? I hope you remember, I can only I can only
Pray that you still remember, the recycling station I took you, that is, that place, if you want to find me, go to the recycling station.
Anyway, you can go to the recycling station anyway. You have a half chance to find me, you can only look at your luck.]
[Remember, no matter what you encounter, you must comply with the standard of the standard! Be sure to comply! You must do it in accordance with the processing method on the quasi -bank regulations. Deria is targeting you, I can only say so much!]
"grass!"
Looking at the content of the complete letter, Tang Ye couldn't help scolding. He felt that Lu Xiaojie was playing with himself, and he had escaped the correct answer perfectly before. Lu Xiaojie was at the recycling station, but he thought that the other party would not be in such a complicated place.
Wait for yourself to meet again.
At this moment, he seemed to understand what Lu Xiaojie's sentence "annoying" last night. He now wants to shout "annoying", what is affected by what he thinks, and the trajectory he thought will be wrong.
The direction deviates, but I can realize it, but I can't change it!
As for the last paragraph of this letter, it looks more like Lu Xiajie's reminder. It seems that it is serious, but it should not be difficult to obey the standard of the Banking.
What are the means of through the other party?
However, what does the probability go forward?
After looking around, and glanced at the letter in his hand, Tang Yebin wanted to throw it out at will, but when he thought of what, he torn the letter and even eaten it.
"Let's."
After doing these, Tang Ye walked out of the hotel and went to the recycling station again.
It didn't take long to take a long time, Tang Ye came to the recycling station again. At this time, there were not many people in the recycling station. Inside the wide recycling station, only one black coat could be seen in the distance with two large bags into the car.
Then I got in the car myself. As the vehicle started, no one can be seen inside the recycling station.
And Tang Ye didn't need to sneak in. He walked into the largest building inside, opened the door and walked into the lobby in it. Similarly, there were no one in it.
Like when he came in with Lu Xiaojie last night, Tang Ye quickly walked towards the corridor on the left, and quickly found the staircase entrance to go down the stairs all the way down.
"Will Lu Xiajie be here?" Not long after walking, Tang Ye couldn't help thinking that he could feel that there was no vitality that belonged to human beings inside the building. Only some other buildings felt a few people.
If Lu Xiaojie is here, he should be able to feel the breath of the other person, but what actually feels a piece of nothingness, which makes him can't help doubt it.
I don't know how long it has been along the stairs. At this moment, Tang Ye's perception of time seemed to become extremely blurred. He walked all the way on the stairs all the way.
It feels like it hasn't gone long.
After a while, he came to the end of this winding stairs and opened the old door. He saw the corridor and looked down at the ground.
The ground that is completely covered by the shadow graffiti forms a sharp contrast.
The lights in the corridor are bright, and Tang Ye subconsciously feels that the light here is very different from the comparison of last night. It feels like the corridor I saw last night is not the same.
If this is done, he stunned.
"Um?"
In this corridor, a candlelight that should have been on both sides of the corridor did not exist at this time. He looked up at it, and then reacted.
The electric lights, no wonder you feel a little strange when you see the corridor at first glance.
He looked at the darkness deep in the corridor. Like last night, there was no longer light lighting in the far corridor, but the darkness covering there was no longer pure darkness.
In the middle, Tang Ye could clearly see the situation inside the corridor without light. Even in the dark corridor, he did not see anyone with a graffiti, but the ground was very neat, as if someone often came to clean it.