Chapter 9: The spider weaves its web and then hides in the dark
German pushed open the glass door covered with advertising papers and walked into the deserted hall. After looking around for a while, he walked to the front desk which was at chest height.

Sitting behind the front desk was a middle-aged man with a big belly. He was flipping through a magazine with a sexy girl on the cover and glancing lazily at German.

"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man's tone was impatient.

"One night stay, single occupancy."

"6000 for the nuns."

German had no idea whether the price was expensive or cheap. He only knew that the more than 6000 rings he had just accidentally obtained were gone in an instant.

He took out 6000 ringgits from his wallet and placed them on the desk at the front desk.

The middle-aged man grabbed the banknotes, counted them briefly, put them away, opened a drawer, casually took out a key with a number on it, and threw it in front of German.

"Go up the stairs, turn right, and find the room by the number."

He didn't even ask Germain's name before returning to his study of the magazine girl's figure.

There were all kinds of monsters and demons who could stay in his shabby hotel. If he investigated them all, he would probably not be alive today.

Why bother with so many things? As long as the money is given, that's enough.

People who are willing to live here are also attracted by his attitude, so both sides get what they want.

German picked up the key and saw the faded number "207" on the sticker. He walked to the stairs and went up to the second floor along the stairs without handrails.

After finding the room with the corresponding number, he went in and locked the door. Then he walked to the rusty windowsill, stood on the side covered by the curtains, and looked out.

German had noticed three people following him before, so he passed them intentionally or unintentionally and remembered their appearance and features.

It’s just that he didn’t know who the fourth person mentioned by Bisiji was, and Bisiji deliberately didn’t tell him.

Ten minutes later, the two known killers came over from across the street and entered the hotel. Fifteen minutes later, the third killer entered the hotel.

Afterwards, German moved a chair and sat by the window sill to continue observing, and wrote down the people who entered the hotel except the three killers.

German thought it was very likely that he had seen the fourth person by accident, but had not paid attention to it at the time.

Although Bisiji did not tell him who the fourth person was, her words were actually a hint that the fourth person was among the people they both had met.

However, the result of comparing his memories disappointed him because no one matched.

This requires considering the possibility of disguise and cross-dressing.

It seems that the fourth killer is being unusually cautious and may not even be close to the hotel yet.

German couldn't leave the hidden danger unaddressed, now he could only wait for them to take the initiative to attack him.

They followed all the way in order to find the right time to take action.

German had to create this opportunity for them.

He picked up the landline on the wall, his eyes still on the street, but his fingers were pressing the number written down at the front desk and dialing the hotel owner.

"Hello? What's up?"

"Send two cartons of beer to room 207. I'll pay you later."

"Two cans of beer? Okay... wait a moment."

After a while, two cartons of beer were delivered to Germain's room. He opened the beer packaging, placed them on the table, and then picked up a can.

At this time, night fell, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets outside, and the surroundings became quieter and quieter.

German left the room in darkness without turning on the light.

"Snap", he pulled the ring of the beer can and poured the beer slowly onto the bed sheet. After it was all poured out, he crushed the beer can with a "crunch", and threw it on the floor.

He kept repeating this process until he "finished" a can of beer, then he got up and went into the bathroom.

By this time, the aura he was emitting had been mostly restrained.

This was a signal that made outsiders think he was gradually letting down his guard. After taking a shower, he continued to "drink beer". When there were two cans left, he finally stopped, stood up from the chair, kicked away the can in front of him, and staggered to the bed.

He fell on the bed, his alertness finally dissipated, and he "fell into a deep sleep".

After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight noise coming from the keyhole of the door, followed by a gentle "click", and the locked door was pushed open.

The light from the corridor pierced into the darkness of the room like a sharp sword.

The two men looked at the beer can on the ground, then at the bulge in the quilt on the bed sheet, and walked over without hesitation. They raised their silenced pistols together and pointed them at the quilt.

After the short sounds of "Puff, puff, puff", the two men couldn't help but frowned, as it didn't sound like a bullet piercing flesh, but more like hitting a pillow.

After they looked at each other, they did not step forward to confirm and retreated directly towards the door.

German raised his musket under the bed and fired a shot at one of the men in the abdomen.

The man immediately stumbled for a while, fell on his back, and his abdomen was exposed with a bloody hole made up of numerous holes. He immediately stopped moving.

The other man took a look, his eyelids twitching wildly, and while firing at the bottom of the bed, he put his mouth close to the small communicator on his collar and explained the situation concisely.

"We've been discovered, one person has fallen."

German rolled out from the other side of the bed, stood up quickly, and used the meat saw to quickly deflect the bullet, making a crisp "clang clang clang" sound amid the flashing sparks.

The killer rushed out of the room with a pistol in hand.

Germain chased out.

Dim lights were flickering in the entire corridor, and except for Room 207, the doors of other rooms were closed.

It’s not that the tenants didn’t hear the gunshots, but after hearing the gunshots, they chose not to open the door and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

The killer who escaped from the room saw that he had lured German out, so he turned around and continued shooting at German until he ran out of bullets.

Germann deflected the bullet with a meat saw, but ignored the killer and turned around to focus his attention on the killer who appeared on the other side of the corridor.

This is the third killer.

He was originally wearing a black robe, which he untied at this moment, and five "mind balls" shot out from his arms, hitting the wall, making small holes, or hitting the light tubes, causing sparks to fly.

There is no doubt that he was released.

The five "thought balls" bounced around randomly, but the corridor was straight, and they would eventually bounce in the direction of Germann.

German used a meat saw to cut two "mind balls" with "bang, bang", then blasted away two more with a musket, and then dodged the last one by turning sideways.

Looking at the broken pieces of light bulbs all over the ground, he suddenly got a reminder. He raised his musket and blasted away the light bulb not far away with a "bang".

Soon, half of the corridor was swallowed by darkness.

The second killer who first entered the room was on this side. The sudden darkness caused him to lose his vision briefly. When he looked ahead again, German was no longer there.

He nervously threw away the empty pistol, took out the brass knuckles that made him feel more at ease from his arms, and put them on his right hand.

He heard a suspicious sound, "click", and immediately turned around, using the force of his waist to punch out, hitting the wall of the corridor.

"Bang"!
His brass knuckles and fists hammered a human-sized hole into the wall, revealing the tenants in the room who were screaming in fear.

But there was no sign of Germain.

At this moment, a gun barrel was pressed against his lower back, a meat saw was placed on his neck, and German's voice rang in his ears.

"Is it the strengthening system?"

"you……"

The second killer's eyes widened in horror, but before he could utter a complete sentence, his throat was cut by the meat saw, and all his inarticulate wails were swallowed up by the blood splatter.

A wall was instantly dyed black and red.

(End of this chapter)