I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

he?

Sensitively catching key words, Yang Mi's smile became full of connotation.

"Looks like Mamay is in love."

"I can't bear to part for a few days."

What is it?

Zhao Maimai was stunned.

What she wanted to express was that she would not be able to visit Yang Shou's grave if she traveled far away.

She hadn't been there in the past ten years, and she felt guilty.

That's why I went to worship every day to make up for the apology in my heart.

I didn't expect this kind of thing to be misunderstood as falling in love.

"Sister Mi, don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Maimai blushed, wanted to explain but didn't know what to say.

At this time, if we talk about sweeping the grave or something, it will definitely scare the other party.

After all, these are weird times.

"It's fine if you don't want to admit it."

"Are you worried about being exposed and losing fans?"

"Your sister, I am not a talkative person."

After teasing the little girl, Yang Mi's mood improved a lot, and then said mysteriously:

"Actually, my sister and I already have a boyfriend."

"Really?" Zhao Maimai's eyes widened, "Where is it? Why don't I know?"

Yang Mi smiled and said, "It's in my dream."

"Huh? Sister Mi, you're kidding me again."

The two laughed together.

The plane took off and arrived in Kyoto two or three hours later.

Due to the large number of stars participating in the event, they will stay for a few more days.

The accommodation arranged by the organizer has been specially selected.

It is a hotel renovated from a college. It is not particularly luxurious, but it has a large area and many rooms.

It is more than enough to accommodate many stars and accompanying staff.

After saying goodbye to Yang Mi, Zhao Maimai and his assistant saluted and looked for their room.

"404?"

The assistant looked at the house number and frowned.

In the past, this kind of house number was nothing.

Many people don't pay attention to this.

But in today's world, there are really strange existences.

The number 404 is shocking.

"Mai Mai, wait for me, I'll ask the staff if I can change the room."

"This is the first floor, why is the house number 404?"

"It's too unlucky."

The assistant didn't even enter the room, put down and saluted, and hurriedly left.

Zhao Maimai was standing at the door of 404, a little bored.

She is not courageous, but she is not small either.

She sweeps graves every day in Jinghai City, and she is alone.

Don't be intimidated by a house number.

However, it is obviously the first floor, but it starts with 4, which is indeed a bit strange.

Not long after, the assistant came back shaking his head.

"The rooms are arranged randomly, and they are all full now, so it is not easy to change."

"Mai Mai, why don't you go to my room, I live here?"

Zhao Maimai didn't care at all, and refused:

"It's okay, don't bother, I'll just live here."

"That's good." Since that's the case, the assistant didn't insist, opened the door, and helped carry the luggage inside.

The room is not big, but the decoration is very warm, with light blue walls, warm yellow lights, and various modern facilities, without any weird feeling.

The two were busy putting things away, and Zhao Maimai was going to take a nap because he was a little tired from the flight.

The assistant was about to leave, to tidy up her room.

"By the way, did you ask, why does this room start with 4?"

Zhao Maimai suddenly remembered this.

The assistant smiled and said:

"Hi, this hotel was converted from a school."

"This building happens to be the No. 4 dormitory building."

"404 means bedroom 4 on the first floor of building 4."

"After it was converted into a hotel, it has been used all the time."

Zhao Maimai snorted and didn't take it to heart.

boom.

The assistant went out to leave.

Zhao Maimai simply washed up, put on a mask, and lay down on the bed.

The event will officially start tomorrow, so don't worry.

Get some sleep first.

Well, when I return to Jinghai in a few days, I will first apologize to Brother Yang.

Then think about burning something to compensate.

Brother Yang doesn't know if he will finish reading those novels and comics.

How about burning a set of figures?

Hey, it feels similar to a paper burner.

Pick some good-looking ladies and sisters.

Brother Yang will definitely like it.

In Zhao Maimai's little brain, there are many and chaotic thoughts.

But after all, I was too tired, thinking about it, and fell asleep in a daze.

The room gradually became quiet.

An inexplicable coldness gradually spread.

Zhao Maimai didn't know if he had dreamed of Yang Shou, and he smiled sweetly in his sleep.

Unaware of everything.

...

"Director, it's not that we don't work hard, it's that there are too few clues about these dungeons."

"At least half of the copies have no idea where the entrance will be opened."

"We want to investigate, but we have no clue."

In the meeting room of the Weird Investigation Headquarters, everyone spoke about the situation with grievances on their faces.

"Look, it looks like this dark building."

Drag the PPT interface, and pull out the situation about the black building.

"Most of the weirdness in the sender is incomplete, and few have pure consciousness."

"The information that can be provided is very small."

"The cell phone is even more irritating. It seems to know a lot, but when it comes to the real key point, it is vague."

"The reminder about the black building is the same sentence repeatedly."

"Suspected obsession level, apartment full of murderers, don't peek at your neighbor, because he may be peeking at you."

"Just looking at this, how can you guess where the black building is?"

Hearing this, the director also had a headache.

He knows the difficulties of his subordinates, but he is even more aware that in the face of the weirdness that ordinary people cannot resist, only by having more information can it be possible to overcome them.

"Don't make so many excuses with me!"

"In any case, before the strange dungeon comes, we must find out where all the dungeons are and find out the source of each dungeon's weirdness."

"Each little bit of knowledge could potentially save thousands of lives."

"This is the responsibility of our Weird Investigation Bureau, understand!"

The voice resounded in the conference room, and the subordinates on both sides of the table suddenly became awe-inspiring, and replied in unison: "Understood!"

"Yeah." The director nodded in satisfaction and continued to look at the projected screen.

After cutting through several pages in succession, he suddenly stopped, pointing at the screen and reading:

"Bedroom 404."

"This is obviously a dormitory of a certain school or factory."

"Can't you find out?"

The subordinate replied with a bitter face:

"Checking."

"We have checked all the current school factories, and there is no suspected target for the time being."

"The scope of the survey has been expanded to include areas that have been demolished or converted into other structures."

The chief thought about it and said:

"If it is demolished, it will definitely be more difficult to find."

"But if it is a renovation, a building with this structure may be an apartment building or a hotel."

"You guys pay more attention."

"Yes, Director!" The subordinates replied in unison, looking at the reminder about 404.

Dormitory 404, Dormitory No. 4, Building 4, a dormitory for ten people, with eleven people living in it. Whose bed will it be in tonight.