Chapter 25 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

If Ill Omens couldn’t be used, Zhou Zhenguo wouldn’t use it.

Young and reckless was not a phrase suitable for describing Zhou Zhenguo. He wasn’t stupid and wouldn’t force himself to do it.

At night, everyone sat in the hotel lobby.

The hotel proprietor was sitting behind the counter and occasionally glanced at Zhou Zhenguo and the others. The expression on his face was a bit conflicted.

Old John was missing…

The hotel proprietor didn’t know whether it had something to do with these foreign detectives.

There was still some fear in his heart. But at a time when Jack the Ripper had slaughtered a whole manor, and the panic-stricken city was on the verge of collapse, the presence of these detectives more or less brought some security to his hotel.

In the afternoon, a shop nearby was robbed.

F*cking gangsters!

The hotel proprietor brought a few cups of wine, put them on the table, and asked, “Not going to rest, gentlemen?”

“No,” said Zhou Zhenguo, “It hasn’t been peaceful recently, we’ll be here all night. You can go and rest, just let us watch over the hotel for you.”

“How can I do that…” The hotel proprietor smiled and started walking towards the kitchen.

After about half an hour, he returned with some dishes. “This is my treat.”

Without being overly courteous, Tang Luo’s group started eating. It was unknown if they would encounter Jack the Ripper at night, so it was necessary to fill their bellies.

After finishing the meal, they sat dully for another hour. Li Liang couldn’t help but stand up and stomp his feet hard.

“Psst, why do I feel it’s getting colder and colder?”

“Your body’s weak, eh?” said Chu Chongtian.

“Don’t mention it. I’ve been very weak since the first night,” replied Li Liang.

A real salty fish would not dare to face their tragic life and weak body directly. “But not this weak.”

“It’s a bit cold,” said Zhou Zhenguo.

Suddenly, his expression turned serious. “It couldn’t be the Ripper, right?” He would never forget the icy, piercing cold that made one numb and stiff.

They all reached out into their clothes to grab their hidden pistols at once.

“Gentlemen, I’ll shut the door now. It’s so cold.” The hotel proprietor also noticed the inexplicable drop in temperature. “There shouldn’t be much danger if the door is locked properly. You guys don’t have to stay up.”

As he spoke, he walked to the slightly open hotel door and prepared to lock it.

Before locking, he instinctively pushed the door open and looked out.

Suddenly, the hotel proprietor yelled in surprise.

Swoosh!

Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian drew their pistols at once!

Li Liang dodged to the back, before drawing out the pistol in his jacket, just for show.

“It’s snowing.”

The hotel proprietor didn’t realize that his actions caused the three people to overreact.

He said something, walked out, looked up into the sky, and reached out.

A few snowflakes fell into his hands.

Heavy snow was falling outside. He didn’t know when it started.

The ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. It was not white snow, but gray snow.

It was far from visible in the darkness of the night.

“How did it start snowing?” Zhou Zhenguo was puzzled.

It was winter there, but the weather was not so cold enough for snow to form.

Besides, in the afternoon, no, even one hour ago, the weather was fine. How could it have possibly cooled down to the point of snow? It was abnormal!

Zhou Zhenguo stood up, walked to the door, and looked around. It was indeed snowing heavily, with gray snowflakes.

It gave one a feeling of dirtiness and discomfort.

He reached out to catch snowflakes. The cold snowflakes fell into his palm and melted quickly.

“Hotel proprietor, don’t look anymore, this snow isn’t clean,” said Zhou Zhenguo as he was about to go back.

The hotel proprietor turned his head slightly, smiled at Zhou Zhenguo, and said, “Okay, I’ll—”

The light from inside the door illuminated half of the hotel proprietor’s face, creating a sense of creepiness.

Zhou Zhenguo’s eyes abruptly widened as he saw the hotel proprietor’s creepy smile… and the dagger that had somehow appeared in his hand!

At that moment, Zhou Zhenguo was unprecedentedly focused.

“Imprison!”

Almost instinctively, he roared, and his hands stretched out towards the hotel proprietor.

In the next instant, the sound of chains colliding came as mist-like black chains drilled out of the ground and rotated around the hotel proprietor once, before going into the ground again.

The hotel proprietor was stopped while turning back. His lower body faced outwards while his upper body faced right at Zhou Zhenguo, forming a strange posture of twisting almost at 180 degrees.