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, as if they are singing 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 any disturbance cannot 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 in the lobby of the inn, there was still a faint light.
I saw a white candle burning in front of the counter, as if waiting for the guests to return.
Thinking about it, if the un-returned guest comes back later, the guys don't have to open the door in the dark.
When I should be there, I don’t go home at night.
People who shouldn't be there are here 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".
Night Owl 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.
The middle floor is for ordinary guest rooms, with seven rooms.
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 whether there was an unknown relationship between Yanhui Inn and Tingyu Pavilion.
It is not yet known which rooms are occupied and which guests have not returned at night.
Jiang Yichen didn't need to worry about these things. Maybe the answer would be reflected on the note in a day or two, but his intuition told him that tonight was extremely critical and he couldn't just sit back and ignore it.
For a moment, he couldn't find the flaw, and Jiang Yichen didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to be patient and watch the 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 a 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 the number of people among them is extremely sparse.
There are only three waiters 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 in such a combination, but few people are suspicious. Perhaps everyone has become accustomed to the endless variety of weird things in the 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, the innkeeper, although a good woman, 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 got up to take a nap? Or did he make an appointment with someone else at a time and find another job?
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 completely dark.
Immediately afterwards, there were rapid sounds of varying severity.
Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...
This is 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, held his breath, and allowed himself to be completely engulfed in darkness without making any sound.
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.
This time, Jiang Yichen didn't need to make any guesses. He just had to step forward to find out and uncover 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."
What's 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 again. He expected that the other waiter should be guarding his room to keep a lookout, so he did not 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.
The scene inside the house 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.
I can see this clearly because there is light in the room, and 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 weak from the outside, thanks to the black curtains hanging on the door and windows.
It took so much effort. 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 wardrobe 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.
