The hotel corridor was lined with thick carpet, making no sound as we walked.
It was too quiet; everyone instinctively held their breath. Not many rooms had their doors open, because the doors opened inward, you had to get close to see if they were open.
Step by step, it felt like walking towards a bloodthirsty abyss monster.
Room 207's door was open.
Mu Qiu raised a hand to signal stopping, the gesture inexplicably similar to Cheng Zhirang's earlier action.
"207 is open, let's check 207 first."
Guan Yu leaned on Shu Ran to peek forward, lowering her voice: "What about us? The doors to 204 and 206 are closed!"
"Not my problem."
"... No way, I changed my mind, we search the same room together."
"You changed your mind, so I have to agree? What do you think I am? God?"
