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What happened?

Ye Lan narrowed his eyes. He never expected that the boss would recognize him at a glance.

Easy to recognize? Some kind of iconic thing, and its origin is very special. The boss can't offend it?

In this place, the Sewage Hotel can be regarded as a small local snake. The one that it can't offend is almost certainly from outside the Sewage Town.

That means...

"Was it installed by the people of the Yuhui Cult?"

"Shh!" The boss was shocked. He turned his head and looked behind him, and carefully closed the door. "This... I don't know!"

Haha, it's too fake.

"In that case... I now ask you to suspend business indefinitely for rectification on the grounds of shielding the murderer and violating the privacy of the guests."

Innkeeper:...

No, you are so young, how can you act more cruel than Arthur?

"What else? To the law enforcement officers of Sewage Town, help conceal the evil deeds of others?" Ye Lan spread his hands, and didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so.

Even before the end of the world, such failure to report knowledge was a complete act of shielding.

"You think they are not easy to mess with, but am I easy to mess with because they specially placed this thing and it was discovered in the end?"

The owner of the Sewage Inn was speechless for a moment.

"So, who put this thing in? How did you recognize it?"

The time has come. Ye Lan spoke earnestly and persuadingly.

The innkeeper had a complicated look, but at this point, there was nothing to hide.

"You guessed right, this is the standard eavesdropping device of the Yuhui Cult. Although it is rare, it is very famous. I only recognized it when I saw it by chance. And..." The owner's face was a little strange.

This thing... Who can find it normally?

To be honest, Ye Lan was not too annoyed. This is something that either party would do if they had the ability. Even if he hadn't been thinking about running to someone else's room to replay the scene early, didn't he?

"I know, you go downstairs." Ye Lan gradually made up his mind, and his mind became clearer and clearer.

Huh?

The innkeeper was stunned for a long time, and didn't move.

Shouldn't I be in trouble? What's the point of letting me go!

"Do you have anything else to do?" Ye Lan looked at him in confusion.

The innkeeper finally came back to his senses and shook his head repeatedly.

"Ah, no, nothing, nothing!"

Yeah... What does it matter if I say it or not? First, I didn't install it, second, I didn't find it, and third, it has nothing to do with me.

Whether they are evenly matched or overestimating their own abilities, it's none of my business that two gods living on the fourth floor of my house are fighting passionately!

Bang.

I was the only one left in the room again, and Ye Lan's eyebrows were deep, as if he was considering.

It's definitely not a good idea to pretend that I don't know anything. I'm not sure whether this is a camera device or an eavesdropping device. Although the boss speculated that it was a 'bug', it was something from the Yuhui Cult, and no one knew whether it was an 'improved version' or something like that.

But no matter which one it was, people would always see or hear the series of operations just now. How to make good use of the time before the other party sees this scene is what he is most anxious to decide at this moment.

The core elements that are most in line with the current interests are nothing more than three-counterattack, establish prestige, and prevent the other party from performing small actions on him again without expanding the conflict.

Thinking about it, Ye Lan suddenly laughed.

"Originally, I was a little worried that I would go to your room but my hands and feet were not smooth enough, and it would be difficult to explain if you found me. But now, the opportunity and reason are sent by you..."

With a calm mind, Ye Lan looked at the cat of the mind.

"They are not in the room now, right?"

"Of course! If there are people in the room with such a big noise, they would have reacted long ago, meow!"

Ye Lan nodded.

"What about you, how are you? You just did a backtracking not long ago, are you still able to bear it now?"

The cat of the mind nodded.

"Very good, meow! Meow, ready to attack at any time!"

With a smile, Ye Lan pushed open the door and stood at the door of 402 again.

Then... it was a bit embarrassing.

"How do I open this door?"

After all the calculations, Ye Lan almost overlooked the most basic problem.

This is not a question of whether he has been here or not! It is impossible for people to leave the door unlocked, so how can I get in? I can't just break in, right?

After all, when I came back, my door was fine...wait.

Ye Lan was stunned, returned to his room, and squinted at the ground.

The footprints were handled quite well, leaving no traces, and he could also confirm that the door was intact.

So assuming that the other party has such an outrageous ability to "pass through walls", there is only one way to enter his room without leaving any traces...

Snap.

Ye Lan pushed open the window, turned his head to the right, and looked at the next door.

It is not too far away, and the mottled wall will be very obviously affected by the environment. The wall between the two windows can already clearly see the mark.

Tsk, good skills! Flying over the eaves and walls?

If I also go through the window, will it seem like I'm giving him a taste of his own medicine?

The idea is very good, but the implementation is very difficult. I'm not a special forces soldier, and my physical fitness is not even as good as that of an old farmer in the end times. The other party can get through, but I may not be able to.

"Okay, I have to find a new ability again."

Muttering, Ye Lan probably had an idea and grabbed a hook gun from his backpack.

It was in the shape of a pistol, and it had a retractable rope-like wire inside. At the end of the wire was an extremely sharp iron hook that looked like it could pierce any rock almost instantly.

Although his body skills were not good, he relied on the things to swing along the wall and directly to the opponent's window. But this was the fourth floor, and that was really not a joke. If he failed, he would probably fall to his death in a funny way.

While thinking, Ye Lan put his hand on the hook gun, and he was familiar with it.

"Wake up."

A flash of red light, the comfortable red light brushed the whole body of the hook gun, without any accident, as if the gun body made a comfortable buzzing sound.

"Ah!"

Ye Lan staggered, and the huge impact almost made him unable to stand firm. He tried to half squat down, opened his mouth, and let out a painful roar.

"Eat...eat..."

Ye Lan turned around and rushed back to the table, violently tore open the food packaging, grabbed the bowl and poured it into his mouth, wolfing it down.

"Ye Lan! You..."

A bowl of hot extra noodles was swallowed up by Ye Lan in a few seconds.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Lan breathed heavily, and no one knew if he had improved, but his eyes were bloodshot.

"Hungry...so hungry!"