Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Chapter 505

The front desk at the hotel was manned by a middle-aged woman in her forties who, with a somewhat disheveled appearance, was engrossed in a game on her phone, skillfully maneuvering with both hands.

The sound of Yang Fan and Xiang Xue Ting entering only caused her eyelids to lift briefly, then she asked in a quite cursory manner, "Staying over? Two hundred, and a deposit of one hundred, check out before two o’clock."

"We’ll take two double rooms," Xiang Xue Ting said.

"A man and a woman getting two rooms? What for?" the front desk woman said without taking her eyes off her game and with a touch of impatience. "At this hour, everyone knows what’s going on, do you have too much money to burn? Booking two rooms and still staying in just one, why waste the money?"

"If you’re worried about messing up one bed and not being able to sleep, get a twin room; one bed for fun, one bed for sleeping, how perfect! Register the information, and I’ll get you your room cards."

Xiang Xue Ting’s already slightly uncomfortable expression grew a touch more agitated as she quickly explained, "You’ve misunderstood; it’s not what you think between us, just do as I asked."

The front desk lady, fingers flying over her game quickly, chuckled and said, "So concerned about appearances, huh? Fine, it’s your money anyway, none of my business. How you want it is how it’ll be. However, we don’t have many double rooms left; one on the third floor, one on the sixth. The second floor still has a few more, but forget about the second floor. Some youngsters have just moved in there and brought along five or six streetwalkers; you probably won’t get much rest either."

"That bunch of youngsters, when they kick up a fuss, it’s like dealing with bandits, full of energy. Often times, they’ll go all night, as if afraid to waste a penny, and you just can’t get any sleep. Even if I booked you together, you’d end up coming to me with complaints, and I don’t want the hassle."

"So, what do you think? How should we handle it?"

She put down her phone and looked up at Xiang Xue Ting.

"You just mentioned some call girls being called up?" Xiang Xue Ting asked.

The front desk lady, clearly someone who had seen it all, laughed and said, "Isn’t that normal? Around our hotel, there are no bus stations or hospitals, just two schools. Most guests come for that sort of thing, mostly from the vocational schools."

"Take me up there!" Xiang Xue Ting said.

Yang Fan silently covered his face, thinking it looked like another sleepless night was in store.

Her professional instincts had kicked in.

The front desk lady looked surprised at Xiang Xue Ting, "What are you going up there for? To look around, or to join in?"

Xiang Xue Ting flashed her credentials.

The front desk lady’s face turned pale in an instant. She quietly turned off her intensely engaging phone game and slapped herself in the mouth, muttering, "My big mouth..."

"Take me up there!" Xiang Xue Ting said again.

"Okay, do you want to check the register? They’re all staying here legitimately, everyone is registered," the front desk lady said nervously, as if worried the bolt might fall on her.

"Check it later, deal with those youngsters you mentioned first," Xiang Xue Ting said with a very businesslike air.

Yang Fan stopped her, "How about this? You deal with it, and I’ll go ahead and get a room to sleep."

Xiang Xue Ting hesitated a moment, "Alright."

The front desk lady was a bit confused, "Aren’t you two working on a case together?"

"We’re here to stay, not specifically to check on you," Xiang Xue Ting said.

The front desk lady sighed in frustration and slapped herself again, "This mouth of mine!"

She quickly processed Yang Fan’s registration, handed him his room card, and then led the two towards the second floor.

The front desk lady had a good memory; heading straight to room 209, she whispered at the door, "Three people are staying in here, the others are in other rooms. Can you manage on your own?"

"You don’t need to worry about that, I’ve already called for backup," Xiang Xue Ting said. "Open the door."

Beep!

The room door burst open, and the faint moans instantly became clear.

Xiang Xue Ting pulled out a baton from her waist, holding her badge in her left hand as she strode in.

"Everyone, hands on your heads and squat down!"

This was a standard room, but it was far more crowded than standard accommodations allow, with six or seven people crammed onto two beds.

Yang Fan was also shocked.

Most of these people were eighteen or nineteen, some in their early twenties, men and women piled together.

When Yang and the others burst in, they were in the middle of a vigorous activity.

Some were engaged, while others held up cell phones, filming, the room filled with the strong scent of viburnum.

Xiang Xue Ting’s shout startled everyone.

Those actively moving stopped, and those taking photos forgot to continue.

"Police, squat down!" Seeing the situation, Xiang Xue Ting shouted again angrily.

Only then did the youngsters hastily start looking for their clothes, the whole scene descending into chaos.

"Squat down!" Xiang Xue Ting’s baton whipped out.

A young man cried out in pain and quickly squatted down.

Seeing this, the others gave up on dressing and hurriedly squatted down against the wall.

Four men and three women, their play was truly wild.

Such activity among so many people, Yang Fan glanced and realized they seemed to be lacking "umbrellas."

These youngsters really weren’t afraid of death.

There were all kinds of bottles and jars on the table, Yang Fan didn’t know what they were used for, but they seemed to be not anything good, perhaps some kind of stimulants.

When Yang Fan was in school, he hadn’t even heard of such scenes, let alone seen them.

But hasn’t it only been a few years? Have the youngsters nowadays really started playing this hard?

These kids were almost certainly doomed.

However, some of the girls in there had good figures, which didn’t quite match their ages.

"Your IDs!" Xiang Xue Ting demanded sternly.

"Officer sister, please let us go just this once. We won’t dare again," a short-haired girl suddenly hugged Xiang Xue Ting’s legs and pleaded tearfully.

"What do you do?" Xiang Xue Ting asked sternly, unmoved.

"We’re vocational school students," the young girl said tearfully. "We were just curious and wanted to have some fun. Officer sister, please let us go this time. If we get taken in, my parents will kill me, and my life will be over."

"If you’re aware of this and still dare to do such things? If you’re curious, getting a boyfriend is fine too, but why do this?" Xiang Xue Ting said.

The young girl pointed to a man squatting with his head in his hands across from her and said, "He... he’s my boyfriend, and it was his idea. He said it’s more fun if everyone plays together and that he had some good stuff, so... I agreed."

Yang Fan glanced at the man, the oldest in the group, looking to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven, with hair dyed in a trendy, flamboyant style and wearing tight clothes.