C58 (1/2)

I wanted to go upstairs and talk to the pockmarked man alone, but when I saw him coming and going from the car to the packed meals, and remembered that he and I had spent so many nights together in this shop, I did not reject him. I felt a surge of shared gratitude.

”Son of a bitch, hurry up and come in. Close the door!”

Mariko was not used to my attitude, so she touched my face even more. ”No fever, why does it seem like a different person all of a sudden!” Big bro pockmarked, what happened to Little Third's boss? ”

”San-er, what's wrong with you? Are you still there? How did you end up like this after eating a meal? ” The pockmark slapped my face a few times.

”Slap, slap a few more times! Come!” I face him.

”Emma, pockmarked brother, don't lock up your car, hurry up and take him to the hospital, he doesn't feel right, I have an acquaintance at the hospital, he's at a mental health clinic, we'll be there soon, don't think it's private, but there are a lot of success stories, let's go!” He was about to carry me out the door.

”No one can treat this illness of mine. It's useless for you to be busy for now. Follow me upstairs and do me a favor!” I closed the door of the shop and put all the food I had packed on the table. I waved my hand and everyone went upstairs. Mountain Demon didn't say anything as he walked into the shop.

Ma Tzu and Tzu Tzu Tzu came with me in a daze.

”Come on, let me ask you something. If it's a square shop with thirteen bedrooms on the second floor, and each room is exactly the same in size, and each room is headed in the opposite direction, do you think it's possible?”

”I don't understand. What are you saying is impossible? Is it that every two things cannot be compared to each other? You want a confrontation between the north and the south? Or what? ” the pockmark asked.

”You fucking retard, shut up!” I kicked the pockmark.

”Boss, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible. If I can't even calculate this well, then don't bother with me. In a regular square area, every two identical figures are facing each other. They must be a double number. How could it be an odd number?” he said.

”Damn, I didn't hire you for nothing. But, come with me to our second floor. Our second floor is such an impossible place!”

While they were talking, everyone had already climbed the stairs and arrived at the corridor on the second floor.

”Take a look, the first object is in the bedroom opposite mine and the study opposite mine, right? You can take a look at the position of the door and see if it is in a straight line or not. Then, let's continue walking and take a look at the next pair!”

”Yes, absolutely!” Kikuko watched the hand measure.

”Come, take a look at these two!” After saying that, we walked to the next pair, ”For the sake of recording, I'll temporarily call you room number 1. Since the opposite study is number 2, then this means we've walked past number 12 and arrived at number 34, right? Son of a bitch, do you think Number Three and Number Four are the same? ”

”Yes, boss, yes!”

Then we walked past five, six, seven, eight, ninety, and twelve, all facing each other. What about our room thirteen?

After reaching number 12, he found himself at the end of the corridor.

That means our shop is actually twelve rooms.

I should be happy, actually. In fact, there are twelve rooms in the shop, and the blueprints are twelve as well, isn't that just right, but, I can guarantee that there are thirteen rooms on the second floor of the shop, because I only need one or two workers in the shop, one for my study, seven for my guest rooms, which seem to be quite a lot. In fact, sometimes it's not enough.

We counted twelve rooms, and except for the Mountain Demon who didn't understand, both the pockmarked and the feral felt that something was wrong, because they knew better than I did that it was really thirteen rooms.

”Boss, how about this, let's mark it down and write numbers on every door!” He went downstairs to find a pen.

We found the pen and started counting again, only this time each one had to write a number on the door, starting from one to the next, but after a while we finally got to twelve and walked to the end of the corridor, which was no doubt proof that there were twelve, but when we looked back we saw that there was one more that had no numbers.

”How did you miss one?” pockmarked looked at the unmarked door.