Chapter 1547: Room 444

Zhou Jie turned to look at Qian Mingming, who was still anxious, and asked with a high-spirited voice: "Qian Mingming, do you know what I don't know? All at this time, say it and listen."
Qian Mingming still ignored Zhou Jie.
This made Zhou Jie unable to understand. Qian Mingming's courage was a little bigger than him. He was not scared stupid. Qian Mingming was scared stupid. This is really too weird.
"Qian Mingming, do you know anything?" Zhou Jie asked again.
Qian Mingming just reacted, as if frightened by something, took a step back and said in his mouth: "No, I didn't see anything, and I didn't know anything."
His eyes were full of fear, and it seemed that he was terrified.
Zhou Jie couldn't understand why Qian Qian was so scared, even though the two of them had hit a lot of fears before.
But in this hotel, the weirdness is a little weird, but I haven't encountered anything enough to scare money into such a thing.
I didn't see anything myself... Zhou Jie was puzzled, and his eyes focused on the key in his hand again.
This is the only difference between him and Qian Mingming, but now there seems to be nothing too special, this is the ordinary key.
Hesitate, but you still have to make a decision after all. Now that money is obviously unreliable, then everything can only depend on yourself.
Zhou Jie gritted his teeth and inserted the key into the lock cylinder. With a slight twist, he clicked and the door
creaked
, like a painful moan.
Now that I have thought about it clearly, Zhou Jie does not waste time. He estimated that the time left now was only over an hour.
Every minute and every second he can’t afford to waste, and wasting this time, that is, the possibility of allowing himself to survive, is being reduced indefinitely.
This was not his wish, so he stepped into the room in a big step, and Qian Mingming hesitated and finally entered the room.
The two of them had just walked in and heard a bang, and the door was closed.
Zhou Jie was somewhat prepared for this and didn't think it was a big deal, but Qian Mingming was different.
He was very nervous now, and when he heard the sound of closing the door, his body shook and he almost didn't jump.
After seeing that the door was closed, he pulled the door hard, using all his strength, and the door didn't open.
"Zhou Jie, aren't you happy... Come here to help?" Qian Mingming shouted: "This door is closed, we can't get out."
Zhou Jie forced himself to calm down, maybe he felt that he no longer had any reliance on him now, so he was calmer now.
"What if the door is closed?" Zhou Jie said indifferently: "If the two of us can't find the antidote, then we have to die. What if we go out? We're not waiting for death. Rather than saying this, I might as well try my luck here. Maybe I’m lucky, I don’t have to die if I find the medicine."
That being said, Zhou Jie was also at a loss.
Qian Mingming heard Zhou Jie say this, took a deep breath, and adjusted his emotions. He didn’t know why. When he got the key to the room "444", the whole person seemed to be demoralized. It's completely wrong.
But when he entered this room, the inexplicable panic disappeared, and then he was considered him.
"You are right, I think the antidote should be hidden in this room." Qian Mingming pointed to the door and said: "The two sentences on this door actually gave us a hint that the hope of survival is here , And hope is broken here."
Qian Mingming speculated and said: "I think the meaning is very obvious, that is, if you want to find an antidote, you have to come in, and there is no way to go out."
Zhou Jie Shen Sheng said: "That is to say, here is our only hope, but..."
Zhou Jie looked at this room. Although there was only one room on the entire fourth floor, this room did not have any special features compared to other rooms.
Since no antidote can be found in other rooms, will there be more discoveries in this room?
They didn't know that the room was not big. The two people simply searched at the fastest speed, and then two or three times, but still did not find anything related to the antidote.
"Qian Mingming, if according to what you said, there should be an antidote, right?" Zhou Jie asked, since his face was torn in front of him once, so he didn't bother to do it.
Qian Mingming hesitated for a while, but finally nodded. He felt that there was nothing wrong with what he was thinking. The rooms he was looking for were actually just for delaying time.
So this antidote must be in this room.
Zhou Jie looked ugly and said: "Okay, according to what you said, the antidote is here, we have already searched here, then you tell me. Where should the antidote now be?"
Qian Mingming was stunned. He didn't know exactly where the antidote was, but based on his feelings and speculation, he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he thought, and the antidote must stay in it.
As for why I did not find it, it must be that I have not found the right place.
Where will the antidote be hidden?
Qian Mingming was very sure of his speculation, but Zhou Jie felt that he had been deceived. The broken room in this small hotel is such a large place. If you want to find it, you should have found it by now.
But both of them searched carefully. Still didn't find the antidote, is this just being deceived by yourself?
"Qian Mingming! What the do I ask you? Did this antidote go there? You are so sure, then you give me the antidote now."
Qian Mingming's complexion was blue: "You talk to me and pay attention. This place is not where I brought you in, but you brought me in. Although I said that the antidote should be there, in case this antidote would be If it’s not, you can’t blame it on me!

Zhou Jie took a few deep breaths before calming down. If Qian Mingming really said it, it did.
However, Zhou Jie still felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Obviously he just listened to him, and then he felt hopeful to find an antidote.
But is he saying this now, isn't he shirk his responsibility? ..
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