Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 95 This is what you call cheating on me?!

name……

Isn't this the first and most crucial part of personal privacy?
Yan Ming recalled the entire process of entering this pipe city; he had no habit of revealing his name to anyone.

Even if he were to ask for a name, he would most likely only say "Li Yan".

Since he's already dead, being cursed might bring him back to life, which would be a good thing.

A name is the most basic first layer of privacy, but Yan Ming is not yet sure whether this privacy was leaked because it was the first time he looked in the mirror, or because of the prying eyes focused on him.

"Okay sir, if there's nothing else, please continue. There are other people waiting behind you."

Just as Yan Ming sensed something was wrong, the goalkeeper, Xiao Jie, began to politely urge him to leave.

Yan Ming frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. He simply walked into the so-called youth hostel.

The hostel is shaped like the Chinese character "回" (hui). After entering from the entrance, there is a semi-open courtyard, and the rooms are distributed along the hui-shaped corridor.

Area A, Area B, Area C...

His gaze fell on the different sections of the corridor one by one, searching for his own apartment's section G3, but as he searched, he realized that something was wrong.

G3 Zone 2310.

G3 Zone 1002.

The former was written on the temporary commuter card, and the latter was the room number that Xiaojie, the gatekeeper, had just mentioned.

He hadn't noticed it at first, but suddenly realized it while looking for a room—

It seems the room assigned by the card is different from the room the gatekeeper mentioned.

Which one is actually his room?

Yan Ming couldn't help but stop, because there was a sentence written on his card.

Please do not enter other people's rooms unless absolutely necessary.

It's like a strange rule, and Yan Ming knows that he can't just break the rules without being sure of his chances.

But here's the problem: which room should he choose?
2310 or 1002?

However, upon further reflection, Yan Ming realized that he seemed to have heard the number "1002" somewhere before.

SM1002.

This is the gatekeeper Xiaojie's work number, which is exactly the same as the room number she provided.

Thinking about this, Yan Ming already felt that this woman was very suspicious, so he decided not to trust her and prepared to go to the room number on the card—G3 Zone 1002.

Before that, however, he went back to the gate and tried to ask the gatekeeper, Xiaojie, again where his room was.

“In G3, room 1002, sir.”

The gatekeeper, Xiao Jie, answered Yan Ming's question with an official smile on her face, in a methodical manner.

Yan Ming immediately showed his temporary commuter card: "But this card clearly says 2310."

The gatekeeper, Xiaojie, smiled and asked in return, "Oh? Is that so?"

Yan Ming sensed something was off about the smile, so he quickly looked down at the number on the card.

G3 Zone 1002.

Ok?
Did Xiaojie switch his temporary commuter card when she registered earlier?

But he was clearly paying attention to the goalkeeper's movements the whole time, and he didn't see the other party make any move to switch... Moreover, he clearly made a fingernail mark on his commute card, which he could feel with his thumb, and he had touched this mark before, which was why he didn't think much of it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jie still managed to sabotage it.

"Sir, do you have any further questions? If not, please do not obstruct the check-in of other guests. Thank you."

The gatekeeper, Xiao Jie, continued speaking with a smile, while Yan Ming felt a sudden surge of irritation for no apparent reason.

He waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the G3 area. He knew that he wouldn't get any results by arguing here, and he would have to figure out the room's problems on his own.

However, under these circumstances, Yan Ming naturally did not trust the gatekeeper. He walked up the corridor of G3 area and found that the second room on the first floor where he was was room "1002".

Yan Ming looked at the tightly closed door and wanted to go forward to try and turn the doorknob.

After all, we have come.

But just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard the voices of a man and a woman talking inside the room.

"Hurry up, I've been looking forward to today since last week."

"What's the rush? Let me ask you, does your wife know you've gone out?"

"Don't worry, your sister doesn't know. She thinks I'm away on a business trip."

Hearing this, Yan Ming outside realized that something was wrong with him.

He frowned slightly and couldn't help pinching his thigh to try to keep his mind clear.

What do you mean?
Is it possible to feel such a strong sense of immersion just from eavesdropping?
He knew very well that it wasn't because he had actually connected it to anything, but simply because of the act of "eavesdropping".

Can you synchronize the feelings of those two people inside just by eavesdropping?
Of course, I only understand it to a certain extent.

At that moment, the noise inside suddenly stopped, followed by the man's puzzled voice.

"Something's not right... I feel like something's not going well today..."

"Ah...you said the same thing last time..."

"No, it's just that something's not right, I don't really feel anything..."

The man's voice paused for a second, then suddenly burst forth, filled with anger and disbelief: "No, someone's eavesdropping!"

Hearing the commotion inside, Yan Ming was immediately startled. He hadn't expected that the people inside could use such a thing to determine that someone was eavesdropping outside.

Although he didn't know what was going to happen, Yan Ming ran up the stairs without hesitation and stopped on the third floor.

He peered down the stairs and saw a lean man carrying a kitchen knife rushing out from the first floor wearing only shorts. He looked furious, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Come out! You son of a bitch, you dare to eavesdrop but not admit it, huh? You actually dared to touch your grandfather's woman and even dared to cuckold me! You wait, I'll believe you if I don't drag you out!"

Then a fair-skinned woman wrapped in a bath towel emerged from the room. Her face was slightly flushed. She reached out and grabbed the man, saying in a coquettish voice, "Oh, it doesn't matter. I don't feel anything..."

The lean man, however, had bloodshot eyes. He flung the woman's hand away, panting heavily. He wandered the first-floor corridor with a kitchen knife in his hand, looking for the guy who had dared to eavesdrop.

At this moment, the woman on the first floor suddenly raised her head. Her gaze pierced through the gap in the stairs and landed on Yan Ming, who was peeking from the third floor. She smiled sweetly on her beautiful face, then licked the corner of her mouth at Yan Ming. Her every move exuded natural charm.

Then, she stretched out her hand and made a "three" gesture, as if hinting at something.

Yan Ming, upstairs, quickly looked away, no longer daring to look at the woman.

He was completely baffled. How could eavesdropping for a while turn into him cheating on him?

Dude, is this really considered awesome?

(End of this chapter)