Clown Game
Chapter 101 - 101 89 Not a 3-day 2-nap 3

Chapter 101: Chapter 89: Not a 3-day, 2-nap! 3 Chapter 101: Chapter 89: Not a 3-day, 2-nap! 3 Soon, dinner was over.

Because… it was simply too awful to eat. But what could you do, in a place like this no one expected a delicious meal.

So everyone almost simultaneously, with an expression of “unhappiness,” left the table and proceeded upstairs. Chen Xiao walked at the rear, as it made observing these people more convenient.

As a result, he sadly found that among all these people, he seemed to be the oddest.

Next, he watched the couple and the driver head up to the third floor, while he followed “the woman” into the second-floor corridor.

…

Suddenly.

The woman’s pace came to an unanticipated halt.

It was as if she had abruptly thought of something, but in less than a second, she continued walking forward.

Chen Xiao frowned… he naturally noticed the other’s unusual instant.

“Hmm? … What’s wrong?” he immediately put on a puzzled expression and asked tentatively.

The woman looked back, glanced at Chen Xiao’s face, and then gave a very perfunctory smile, “Ah… it’s nothing. Just spaced out for a moment.”

She answered and entered her room.

Right after… Chen Xiao heard the locking of the door.

“Uh… I really do seem like a weirdo.” Chen Xiao mumbled to himself, full of silent exasperation.

It’s no wonder, given that he doesn’t really look like an upstanding person.

However, Chen Xiao didn’t mind at all and simply recalled the woman’s moment of abstraction again.

“Hmm… what’s off here…”

He murmured as he also entered his own Room 201.

…

The next period was very boring.

Chen Xiao was still engaged in his unique “sit idle, daydream, and bounce his leg” method of surveillance.

During this, from his oblique upper direction came the sound of “water running into the drain during a shower,” a shower that lasted 30 minutes and was in two stages. Although Chen Xiao had not been to the third floor, it was easy to infer the structure of the whole hotel from the outside, and so the couple must be staying in “Room 302.”

Also, at 8:10 p.m., the “boss” and “boss’s wife” had an argument, the sound coming from behind the staircase, which should be the couple’s own room.

Beyond that, the woman in Room 204 hadn’t made a sound, and the driver had probably gone back to sleep after dinner, so it was very quiet as well.

It seemed that the entire hotel was remarkably normal, without any hint of weirdness.

But Chen Xiao just felt that something was not right.

“Where exactly is the problem??” he pondered, frowning.

But he hadn’t the slightest clue.

…

Late into the night, Chen Xiao lay in bed.

But he wasn’t sleeping. He was just lying down, letting his body relax, but his mind continued to ponder.

In times of war, almost all soldiers would sleep in this way. Meaning, if there happened to be any strange noise in the dead of night, Chen Xiao would definitely notice it immediately.

And what he pondered over was that subtle sense of incongruity.

This feeling made him uncomfortable, as if he had just forgotten something, on the edge of his mind, just missing that little bit, but he couldn’t remember what it was.

“Is there something off about these people?”

He mused to himself, then replayed every expression, every word, every action of all the people in his head… but found nothing unusual.

“Is there something wrong with the hotel itself?”

He quickly denied his speculation once more.

Then… what exactly is off?

He lay there, thinking, and at the same time, tuned into the changes in the ambient sounds around him.

Time ticked away, second by second.

On the first day at the hotel.

The first sleep.

…

…

There were no incidents throughout the night, other than the occasional sounds from Room 302 that “everyone knew what was happening.”

At dawn, Chen Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he knew it was almost time.

Indeed, a few minutes later, the “landlady” downstairs announced that “breakfast is ready!” in her unique way.

“Uh… if she yells like this every morning and still hasn’t been killed, she’s really got some strong fate,” Chen Xiao commented without much interest.

He lay in bed all night pondering nothing, so he could only relieve his frustration in this way.

Then, he… uh… continued lying there.

Yes… he didn’t get up.

Because he was still listening.

Three minutes later, he heard the footsteps of two people upstairs. It must be that couple.

“Hmm…~ They worked so hard last night and can still get up this early? Are they really that robust?” he thought, somewhat bored.

Five minutes later, the door of Room 204 next door was pushed open, the footsteps grew louder as they approached and walked downstairs; it was clear from the sound of the shoes scuffing against the floor that the person was still groggy.

After that, there was no more noise on the stairs.

…

Only then did Chen Xiao get out of bed and go downstairs.

“Uh… just how much can this uncle driver sleep? Could this time’s ‘unusual item’ be a ‘sleep-loving uncle’?”

Chen Xiao mumbled to himself and made his way to the first-floor dining area.

At the moment, seated around the table were “the owner’s family,” the “woman,” and the “couple,” five people in total.

The breakfast consisted only of some simple pickles and porridge, which explained why it was free.

Chen Xiao sat down at the table and put on a sleepy look.

“Good morning…” he said casually.

“Morning,” the couple responded politely after looking at him.

But Chen Xiao noticed that their gaze lingered on the corner of his mouth and his bandage for a moment, as if seeing him for the first time.

In that instant… Chen Xiao felt that strange sense of unease again.

“Uh… I felt that something was off again… where could it be?” he mused inconspicuously as he sat down, picked up a bowl of porridge, and pretended to look around.

“Hey? Where’s the driver? Isn’t he joining us for breakfast?” Chen Xiao asked.

…

“Ah? Who?” the “boss” sitting directly opposite him seemed not to have heard clearly and asked.

Chen Xiao frowned, because he could tell that the “boss” didn’t seem to be confused because he hadn’t heard, but rather he had heard and didn’t understand.

Moreover, he noticed that the “woman” at his side shot him a “confused” look.

“The driver, you know, the one who can really sleep,” Chen Xiao kept his expression and repeated.

“You must still be half asleep,” the woman said, looking at Chen Xiao with a puzzled face.

“Hmm? What do you mean?” Chen Xiao asked, frowning. By now even a fool could sense that the atmosphere was a bit off.

The boss glared at Chen Xiao irritably and said.

“I should be asking you that. There are just six of us in this inn, and we’re all here. There’s no driver like you’re saying.”

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