My staff is inhuman

Chapter 50 Hey, You Found It!
"Rumble..."

Two consecutive shots of [Lightning in the Palm] hit the foreman's head, until the long and thin head turned into charcoal under the light of the thunder, Zhang Yi then slowly let go of his hand.

It should be over now.

Holding the flowing gold brick, Zhang Yi slowly stood up from the foreman.

After confirming that this guy has no movement, he is relieved.

"Is the foreman dead?"

Yang Yang leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

"It should be... dead."

Zhang Yi didn't know if this statement was correct, after all, whether it was the foreman or Yang Yang, in fact, they were all dead.

Can a dead person die again?

"Ka..."

There was a hole in the foreman's head, and the hole was getting bigger and bigger, split like a spider web, until it spread all over the body.

Then the body turned into black ash and scattered on the ground.

"Oh, it's really dead this time!"

The golden bricks on Zhang Yi's hand softened like quicksand, and changed into a ring that he wore on his index finger.

He knelt down and groped around the foreman's clothes.

"what are you doing?"

"Touch the corpse? Leave something for me."

Yang Yang: ...

Needless to say, there are really some things in the pockets of this clothes.

"Is this the key to the treasury?" Zhang Yi fumbled for a key. The key didn't look like an ordinary door lock. This made him think of the treasury that Yang Yang was talking about.

For such a big hotel, there should be a lot of money in the treasury.

Yang Yang looked at the key, then shook his head decisively and said, "No, I've seen the key to the vault before. It's a very strange thing. It's not the shape of the key. I don't know what this key is for."

Zhang Yi was immediately disappointed when he heard this.

Keep it for now, there are very few locks with this kind of key, maybe it will come in handy later.

keep touching.

I even managed to find two movie tickets.

【Chundu Film Factory】

The movie ticket is very new, there is no use date on it, but there is an address below it.

It's actually very close to my own massage shop.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi put away the movie tickets and continued to touch them until he lifted up the clothes and shook them a few times to make sure there was nothing else in them, then Zhang Yi threw the clothes aside.

"He's a man of integrity."

"what?"

Yang Yang didn't understand what it meant.

Zhang Yi didn't explain, but just threw the clothes aside with disgust.

The door was not closed, maybe the foreman didn't think it was necessary, or maybe he thought it was safer, and if there was any trouble, he could hide in the first time.

After the two walked in, Zhang Yi closed the door smoothly.

The foreman's room is different from Yang Yang's dormitory, a small apartment with one living room, one bathroom and one bedroom.

Leather sofas, high-end coffee tables, and surprisingly, a coffee machine.

This made Yang Yang envious.

In contrast, their dormitory can only be called a pigsty.

"You take a break, I'll go find the lantern."

Yang Yang signaled Zhang Yi to sit down and rest first, then pushed open the bedroom door and started searching.

Zhang Yi walked to the living room and glanced at the furnishings in the living room, when he noticed some old photos on the wall.

These photos look like they have been around for a long time.

All in black and white.

A family photo of the employees appeared in Zhang Yi's sight.

The background of the photo is the entrance of the hotel.

Under the signboard of [Fulai Restaurant], every employee is very energetic, with a smile from the heart, so that people can feel that this restaurant has a human touch.

Zhang Yi glanced at the faces of every employee above.

Soon the foreman was found.

The foreman in the photo was wearing a white shirt, tall, but not as thin as he is now, with short hair, very energetic.

Compared with the foreman I saw, this is a vivid person.

Sous Chef Dong stood beside the foreman, with a chubby face, a chef's hat on his head, and a large spoon with vegetable leaves in his hand.

Although he was taking pictures, his eyes were looking behind him, as if there was still cooking in the pot.

Seeing his funny appearance, Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing.

There are four young people squatting in the lower left corner, they are Yang Yang and Xiao Zhang.

Behind the four stood a girl with big braids.

The girl put her hand on Xiao Zhang's head in a funny way, making a sign of rabbit ears.

Very sweet photo.

It's just that Zhang Yi didn't find Mr. Tang's figure inside.

"Zhao Man!"

Yang Yang's voice came from the room.

After Zhang Yi walked into the room, he saw a wall with various lanterns hanging on it.

"Which one of these many lanterns is the one we want?"

All kinds of lanterns were neatly hung on the wall, which made people dazzled just looking at them, and it was even more difficult to guess which one they needed.

"This……"

Yang Yang looked at the lantern in front of him, and could not help but sweat on his forehead. He had only seen it a few times and had a little impression, but it was really difficult for him to find that one among so many lanterns.

Seeing Yang Yang's troubled expression, Zhang Yi already knew the answer.

Zhang Yi stared at the wall for a while, then felt dizzy.

Just when Zhang Yi and Yang Yang didn't know what to do, they suddenly heard a hoarse laughter from the room: "I know, I can help you."

"Who!"

The sudden sound startled Zhang Yi and the others, they looked around hastily, but they didn't see anyone else.

Yang Yang took a small step back and hid behind Zhang Yi.

"I'm under your feet, you stepped on me."

Zhang Yi lowered his head, and through the eyes of ghosts and gods, he could clearly see a vague human silhouette on the thick wool blanket under his feet.

"Are you a carpet??"

Zhang Yi hurriedly took a few steps back.

Yang Yang, who was hiding behind, seemed to remember something, poked his head out and looked carefully on the carpet: "Are you Sun Di?"

"you recognize?"

"Well, he was a waiter in the store before, but he contradicted the foreman and was..."

Yang Yang didn't continue talking after he said this.

Instead, the carpet squirmed a few times and continued for Yang Yang; "It was made into a carpet."

Sun Di's voice was flat: "Don't worry, I won't harm you, the lantern you are looking for is the lantern you are looking for, take it."

Zhang Yi motioned Yang Yang to get the lantern with his eyes, and he squatted down: "Is there anything we can do for you?"

"No, you have already slaughtered that old bastard for me!"

Although he was in the room, Sun Di could feel the death of the foreman, and the curse on him disappeared, which was the best proof.

Even if Zhang Yi and the others didn't kill the foreman, as long as they were against the foreman, they would be willing to help.

"Well...but I have a small request."

"Okay, what are you going to do?"

"If you can, set the fire before you leave."

Sun Di's voice was very calm, so calm that it made people feel hopeless.

The process of being made into a living carpet is unknown, but Zhang Yi can imagine Sun Di's pain.

"it is good!"

He nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Yang Yang had already taken the lantern off the wall. After examining it carefully, he nodded excitedly: "That's right, it's this lantern!"

The lanterns are very antique, the ingot cover, the treasure cover top, and the exquisite shape give people a special beauty.

There are also two peony flowers on the pale yellow lampshade.

In addition, Zhang Yi also noticed some blood stains on the lamp handle.

It should have been stained by the foreman's injured hand before.

"Since we found the lantern, let's go up to the third floor now."

Without further ado, it would be best to find Zhang Shulai's shrine as soon as possible. Zhang Yi didn't dare to delay any longer. After all, he still doesn't know what's going on.

"Ok!"

Yang Yang nodded.

"Hey! Don't forget to help me." Seeing that the two were about to leave, Sun Di reminded immediately.

"it is good!"

Zhang Yi rummaged through the room to find a lighter, found some paper towels, squeezed them into a ball, and walked to the carpet.

"Are you sure? Maybe, you have another chance."

"I'm tired."

"Hey!"

Zhang Yi sighed, pressed the lighter, and lit the paper in his hand.

"Don't think about it any more, we have welcomed the Kitchen God, maybe the Kitchen God will help you get back to normal."

Yang Yang looked at the flames in Zhang Yi's hand, and said in a heartbroken way.

See Sun Di did not respond.

Yang Yang turned his head and looked out the door, unable to bear to look any further.

"Go on."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he was about to throw the burnt paper on the blanket.

At this time, Yang Yang, who turned his head to the side, suddenly saw something, his eyes gradually widened, and he grabbed Zhang Yi's shoulder with one hand: "Zhao Man, wait!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Yi looked at him suspiciously, but Yang Yang pointed to the door outside the bedroom.

Looking in the direction Yang Yang pointed at, the doorknob on the door was shaking slightly, making the sound of rattling lock teeth.

Someone is opening the door!
Zhang Yi's pupils tightened, and he quickly threw the flame on the floor beside him, and stomped the flame out with his foot.

"Kickkick..."

After twisting the lock several times, there was no sign of it being opened.

who is it?

Mr. Tang?
Or another waiter?

or...

Zhang Yi subconsciously looked at the small window above the door, but when he saw the small window, his face suddenly turned pale.

A bright red tentacle was right on top of the window glass, the top of the tentacle was split in four directions, and an eyeball was exposed, staring at him through the glass.

At the same time, a woman's playful laughter came from outside the room:
"Hey, you found out!!"

The moment the voice fell, the door shook violently.

"Crack, crack, crack!!!"

The doorknob seemed to be violently twisted repeatedly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

The woman's voice had turned from excitement to madness, and the sound of the doorknob became more and more urgent.

Zhang Yi froze in place, feeling as if a centipede was crawling up his spine on his back, and then grabbed his scalp fiercely, cooling his head to the soles of his feet...

ps; a few floors in the comment area, everyone can help to brush up more, I am working hard to update...

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