Chapter 10 Happy Circus 9
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Before anyone else spoke, the fat man ran to Jack, grabbed his arm and shook it hard: "Then, let's go quickly!"
"No, no, no! It's almost ten o'clock! If I have to wait, you wait! I won't wait! I don't want to wait!"
The fat man's face was pale, and he was shaking like Parkinson's disease while holding Jack's hand.
Bella's eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew it was impossible to let everyone wait together, not to mention that it was so dangerous here.
Thinking of this, she whispered: "He's right, you, you go first, I'll wait alone, I can wait alone."
After that, she thanked Joan and the man.
The fat man's eyes flashed with a trace of guilt, but he quickly said loudly: "Yes, yes, let her wait by herself, she knows the girl, she can wait alone."
Joan was about to speak when she was interrupted by a female voice not far away.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Lucia pulled open the curtain of the tent and walked to Bella's side.
She glanced at the fat man next to her with a guilty look, but didn't say anything.
It's human nature, Lucia can understand.
Bella happily grabbed her hand, turned to Jack and said, "You're back, you're back!"
Jack shook off the fat man's hand and looked at Lucia strangely, as if he was looking at something, but soon looked away: "Now that everyone is here, follow closely and don't get lost."
Several people nodded and whispered behind Jack.
Lucia was not surprised to learn from Bella that Joan and the others spoke for her.
After all, Joan looked like a kind-hearted person, and that man, just by watching him bandage a middle-aged woman in the performance field, you can tell that he is not a bad person.
However, Lucia was quite curious about him.
Thinking about it, Lucia looked at the man walking in front.
It must be said that the man's figure is extremely perfect. His height is estimated to be about 1.8 meters. The ordinary white shirt is pressed into the black suit pants, but it still makes his waist narrow and his hips perky. Well, his legs are very long.
With an admiring attitude, Lucia looked for a long time before moving her eyes away from his hips.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I raised my eyes, I met their gazes.
The man looked about 25 years old, with fair skin and gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge, which made his eyebrows and eyes look more beautiful and his temperament gentle.
At this time, he slightly turned sideways, looked at Lucia gently, and then slowly moved his eyes down to a certain position she was staring at just now, with his pupils trembling slightly.
Lucia: "..."
She coughed dryly, and smiled with a wandering look: "What is that? You have a good figure, hahaha."
Man: "..."
Joan and Bella beside the two of them widened their eyes.
Bella pulled the corner of Lucia's clothes and whispered: "Lucia, what are you talking about?"
The middle-aged woman next to her saw Lucia's eyes just now, and her mouth twitched.
Lucia stopped coughing, touched Bella's hair, and rubbed it frantically in the latter's confused eyes.
"It's okay."
The man also turned around when she was talking to Bella. I don't know if it was Lucia's illusion, why did she feel that the man in front of her walked faster.
It must be an illusion, Lucia thought.
Jack and his companions turned several corners before they stopped in front of a very dilapidated hotel.
"We're here. This is it."
"Don't complain about the shabby hotel. It's the peak tourist season now. I finally booked this hotel."
"There are two rooms on the third floor, 302 and 303. I won't take care of them. You can choose the room by yourselves."
Before leaving the hotel, Jack gave the key to the fat man closest to him. His expression was hidden by his beard: "Don't leave the room after 12 o'clock. I'll wait for you downstairs at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't oversleep."
After that, Jack hummed a song and walked away happily with the cigarette the man gave him.
The fat man looked at the key in his hand, the man and Joan next to him, and said flatteringly: "The three of us men live in one room, so it will be easier for the three women."
Joan didn't refuse. After all, there were only two rooms.
The fat man was relieved to see that they didn't have any clear objection.
He walked up to Lucia and handed her the key. Seeing Lucia calmly taking it, he apologized: "I'm sorry. I was just scared just now."
Lucia was a little surprised that he would come to apologize.
But she wasn't angry at first. After all, when life and death are at stake, people have the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. They can't use the safety of others to protect themselves.
After entering the hotel, they realized how shabby it was.
I thought it was just shabby on the outside, but the inside should be fine. As soon as I entered, the smell of decay made several people hold their breath.
The wooden products were full of holes, and Lucia seriously suspected that these holes were bitten by rats.
And next to the front desk, where there should be people, there was only an empty space.
"It seems we need to go upstairs ourselves."
The man's gentle voice came.
Lucia looked over and saw him lightly touch the table of the front desk with two fingers and rubbed it with his fingertips.
Light dust fell down with his movements.
The dust formed a sharp contrast with the man's pale fingers.
Joan saw his movements and quickly took out a tissue and handed it to him.
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Lucius."
The man spoke, and although he was talking to everyone, his eyes seemed to drift towards the position where Lucia was standing.
Lucia suspected that he was holding a grudge against her for the way she fantasized about him.
She could only try to ignore the embarrassment in her heart and said nonchalantly: "My name is Lucia."
Joan immediately said: "Joan!"
Bella glanced at Lucia and said: "My name is Bella."
The fat man also said: "My name is Ben."
The middle-aged woman at the end also said: "My name is Mary."
After the six people exchanged their names, the six people went upstairs.
The wooden stairs made a creaking sound under the heavy load, and Lucia was a little suspicious that they would collapse in the next second.
Fortunately, until the six people reached the third floor, the stairs were still alive.
When they reached the corner of the third floor, Lucia stopped and looked at the house number.
302.
The door was locked with a very old, simple lock that was only locked with a bolt and a lock.
Lucia remembered that this kind of lock was only used fifteen or sixteen years ago. It was not safe, but it was very common at that time.
She took out the key and opened the door.
Bella and Mary entered the room first at her signal.
She looked at Lucius who was the last one to enter the room next door and whispered, "Lucius."
Lucius paused and looked at her.
Lucia wrinkled her nose slightly and said with a wandering look, "I really didn't mean anything else just now. I just praised you."
To be honest, she is really not a pervert! Pure appreciation.
Lucius looked at her quietly, his eyes stayed on the red mole on the side of her nose for a few seconds before moving his eyes away.
"Yeah, I see."
After a pause, he added: "Thank you for the compliment."
Then he walked into the room as if nothing had happened, under Lucia's confused gaze.
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