That is, their children are all fierce in the palace, and they are obviously newly lost.

And listening to their noisy voices, I also know that they are here for their son.

As soon as the security came, it was even more lively below, and a few middle-aged women found another way, but took a big bullhorn and shouted at us: "You are still staying here, I don't know that this hotel eats people!" ”

The innkeeper's head was shaved by a ghost, and when he heard this, he was about to cry, and said loudly: "I really don't know what the situation is about your son, you said that it is not easy for me to live, you can't smash my job!" ”

Cannibalism?

Dumb Ran, they also looked at me.

At this time, a middle-aged woman suddenly fell to the ground and cried loudly: "My son, whether you are dead or alive, let your mother know!" You said you came back for dinner, and that pot of chicken soup is still for you......"

It's weirdly poignant.

It stands to reason that we should hurry to the White Tiger Bureau, but it seems that there are a lot of dead people involved in this matter, and it is fierce enough - and, if it is left unchecked, there will be more victims.

If that's the case, and we leave it alone, then it's the same crime as murder.

As soon as I thought about it, I went downstairs - if I was done, I would be able to rank three.

After a little questioning, it turned out that many young men were missing in this hotel.

Surveillance cameras in the vicinity only captured them entering the hotel, but did not film them coming out of the hotel.

Of course, these people are unwilling, they come to the hotel owner every day to make trouble, the hotel owner is here to ask three questions, the son is lost here, these mothers have no place to start, can only hold the hotel owner.

I said how to look at the innkeeper looking very depressed, but I can also see that this boss is still hiding nothing.

So I asked again, before my sons came to the hotel, or after they moved in, did they contact the family?

The middle-aged women listened to my question so clearly, and also looked at each other, a little suspicious, at this time, a person was coming in from outside, staring at me, suddenly as if he recognized it, and said loudly: "Hey, Master Li, I met you again, we have fate!" ”

I took a look, okay, I really don't know when I got the fate of cultivating - isn't this the beard?

At Sun Daqi's funeral, he was a supporter, and he didn't expect to meet him here again, helping his neighbors to make trouble - where is there trouble, where is he!

But I'm not in a position to say anything about him - I guess he thinks so of me, too.

Saying that, the bearded man became excited, and grabbed my hand: "Hey, master, you came up here, is it also a supernatural event here?" Oh, mothers, you are blessed, this Master Li knows 3,000 years before and 3,000 years later, there is nothing he doesn't know! ”

You can blow it for me, I still love to watch bosom friends and stories!

When the middle-aged women heard this, they crowded up one after another, spread their hands, straightened their faces, and asked me to calculate for them how their son was.

I'm not stupid, now there is no evidence, just say that their son is no longer alive, not only do they not believe it, but they also have to scratch me twice, so I thought about it for a while and said, "For a while, have you dreamed of your son?" ”

Several aunts glanced at each other, and then said, "How do you know?" ”

As soon as they said this, they all glanced at each other and were surprised: "You also dreamed?" ”

An aunt rushed and said: "I dreamed that my son was in a particularly dark place, and I couldn't see anyone, so I heard him call me and say it hurts!" ”

I thought to myself—it was exactly the same as the dream I had.

Sure enough, the rest of the aunts also nodded: "Yes, yes, I also had such a dream, I only heard the voice, but I couldn't see people!" ”

Then it is even more certain—their son is not only dead, but he is afraid that it is not a good death—and the living cannot hold a dream unless they are out of their bodies!

As soon as I said this tactfully, several aunts sat on the ground with their butts, and a few cried loudly.

And the lion-headed aunt, who had been listening to me silently on the side, roared angrily, and rushed to the cashier to go to the boss: "You say, did you kill my son!" ”

The person in charge of public security hurriedly pulled the lion-headed aunt again, and the aunt yelled again: "Xiaohu, where are you, mom is anxious - mom misses you!" ”

The sound of piercing clouds and cracking stones, although it shook people's eardrums like a lion's roar, it made people feel sad.

Then, the aunt knelt down in front of me: "Master, you seem to have a way, I beg you to help me find my son, I mean, I want to see people in life, and I want to see ...... in death."

She didn't say the last word, but she then said: "You eat yin and yang rice, the price is not low, right?" Don't worry, I'll give you one with two kidneys. ”

I quickly picked her up - what do I want my kidneys for, I don't know what kind of urban evil doctor I am.

I'm still saying that, it doesn't matter about money first, tell me about the things before and after the child stays in the hotel - when I say this, my heart is empty.

If Cheng Xinghe stands behind me in a good manner, Bacheng will secretly pinch me again, and then sign a contract with these bitter masters.

As the saying goes, the scourge lasts for a thousand years, but I hope that the goods will get better soon.

Dumb Balan seemed to see it, and said in a low voice, "Brother." Are you thinking Cheng Er is a fool? ”

I was stunned for a moment, and said duplicitously: "What do I think that money addict is crazy for?" If you want to think about it, you also want to think about his Erlang eyes. ”

And those aunts pondered and meditated, and the lion-headed aunt said first: "Let me tell me about my son first!" ”

It turns out that the son of the lion-headed aunt is a business - as we all know, this business will often travel, that time her son often goes to Xinglong Palace, of course, the company has travel expenses, 200 yuan, but her son in order to keep more money, often go to live in the basement, the difference is kept, can play mahjong or something for his mother.

Later, her son called her excitedly that day, saying that he had found a hotel, which was cheap and good, and he didn't need to live in the basement.

The lion-headed aunt is also happy, her son is allergic, and he loves rashes when he sleeps in the basement, but he doesn't listen to what he says.

As she was on the phone, she heard a woman's voice next to her son.

The lion-headed aunt wanted to ask, but the son hung up the phone.

The lion-headed aunt was happy and angry, saying that her son was afraid that he would have a woman - he had a daughter-in-law and forgot his mother.

But since then, the child's phone has never been called.

The rest of the aunts all nodded their heads, saying that the story was almost the same—their sons had contact with women.

The bearded man also interjected, saying that he had also heard that their neighbor came back late that time, so he lived here directly, and when he called, he also said that he had met a woman, and said that the woman was very beautiful, and this time it was a good fortune.

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at the innkeeper: "Who is that woman?" ”

"Did you make the fairy jump?"

The innkeeper hurriedly shouted: "I don't know! Or I'll call all the waitresses! ”

Saying that, I made a phone call, many female waitresses, and even the cleaning aunt came, but it also happened that the waitresses here looked more ugly than the other, and the beard patted her thighs at a glance, saying that his neighbor was very high-minded and couldn't look down on here.

Several waitresses rolled their eyes at him.

At this time, suddenly a person said cautiously: "Can you let them all turn around?" ”

Although the innkeeper was inexplicable, he waved his hand to let the waiters turn around.

The bearded man was also a little curious, and said in a low voice: "Did he let them turn around because he was uncomfortable because of the appearance of these women?" ”

The man stood behind them, scrutinizing the back of their necks—the waiters were all holding their hair in a bun.

When the man finished reading it, he shook his head and said, "The woman my nephew met is not here." ”

Everyone asked him, how do you know?

The man was a little embarrassed and said: "My nephew and I are actually about the same age, and we both like to play with women, and that day he sent me a WeChat message, saying that if you soak in a good one, the skin is absolutely amazing, and it is just the same fly in the ointment - there is a scar on the back of the neck." ”

A scar on the back of the neck? I just remembered that there was something that was characterized by a scar on the back of the neck!

Could it be that this hotel has that kind of thing?