Clown Game-Chapter 99 - 87 Not 3 Days 2 Naps 1

Chapter 99: Chapter 87: Not 3 Days 2 Naps! 1

Chapter 99 -87: Not 3 Days 2 Naps! 1

(Although I’m a humble fan of books myself, being constantly mistaken for someone else’s alternate account feels pretty odd, so I think it’s time to write a mission, and my mission’s name says it all. Here goes just a little whine.)

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Mission Intro:

Level: D

Location: (See map for details)

Description: One hour ago, according to data from the “Anomaly Signal Detection Device,” a suspected “D-level anomalous reaction” occurred near a guesthouse on the west side of the ring road in K city. Relevant personnel are requested to immediately go to the marked location for inspection and verification, contain the anomaly (clearance is permitted if necessary), and complete the file.

Mission Bonus: 50

Containment Reward Fund: +20

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Chen Xiao glanced at the mission intro.

In the past, he used to judge the difficulty of a mission based on the amount of the bonus, such as this one, only scoring 50 points, probably wouldn’t be too hard to tackle. However, after the previous mission, Chen Xiao would never think this way again, because he found out that this “anomaly signal detection device” was just a trap, utterly inaccurate. Even if, after completing the mission, the discrepancy between the “difficulty” and the “bonus” turned out to be too vast, all he could hope for during settlement was a retrospective, minimal top-up.

Therefore, Chen Xiao severely cursed those jerks in the development department in his mind and chose to accept it.

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Three hours later. A taxi stopped near the mission’s marked location.

Chen Xiao got out of the car.

In front was a path with a sign at the corner that read “Hotel, Accommodation” and featured a red arrow pointing deep down the path. Indeed, without a clear sign like this, no one would ever know there was a hotel hidden here.

Chen Xiao took a look and walked straight into the path.

After turning a few corners, a small three-story building came into sight. The walls were painted a nondescript shade of pink, with no other decorations. Above the entrance hung an old-fashioned signboard that read “Sheng Fu Hotel.” Chen Xiao glanced at the gaps between each character, easily imagining that there once was a “vertical heart” before the character “Sheng,” but it had long since vanished into the elements.

From the look of this hotel, it was clear the owner no longer cared to maintain it meticulously. No surprise there, as in such a location, there are generally only two types of guests: drivers who are tired from the highway and people engaging in activities “they don’t want to be discovered,” like clandestine couples, which means that even if the exterior were upgraded, it wouldn’t be of much use.

“Hmm… So this ‘anomalous object’ is inside here?” Chen Xiao murmured, while looking up and down the building and then glanced at his right hand still wrapped in bandages.

“Ah! If this mission involves some kind of weird dangerous creature, it could get tricky,” he muttered to himself internally…

Then he cheerfully proceeded directly to the hotel.

Pushing open the main door, the metal scraping emitted an irritating noise, followed by the musty smell of old carpet hitting him squarely in the face, making him uncomfortably pinch his nose.

In front was a lobby, the original color of the floor long indistinguishable. Opposite the main door was a wooden counter with nobody behind it at the moment. To the left was a staircase leading to the second floor, carpeted with old fabric that seemed like it would kick up a half-foot high cloud of dust if stomped upon. To the right was a half-open door labeled “Dining Room,” beside which stood a freestanding clock as tall as a person, showing the time at 1:20 PM.

Without a second thought, Chen Xiao headed straight for the standing clock.

“Ah… could it be this thing? It looks suspicious no matter how I look at it!” he muttered to himself, and then he began fumbling with the clock, touching it here and there. Finding nothing special, he reluctantly opened the “glass cover” and tampered with the dials by poking at the pointers with his finger.

While Chen Xiao was digging around happily,

“Hey hey! What are you doing!!” A man’s voice came from beside him.

Chen Xiao, acting as if he hadn’t heard, less than convinced, shook the pendulum again. Realizing it really was nothing special, he reluctantly closed the “glass cover” back and turned to look at the man standing at the “restaurant” entrance.

Over 35, sporting a big beer belly, wearing a wrinkled loose sweater, below which were some faded sport trousers, the cuffs rolled up to reveal a patch of bushy thighs, and he was wearing a pair of slippers.

At that moment, he was frowning at himself, his gaze lingering briefly at the corner of the mouth and the bandaged wrist, then asked in an unfriendly tone, “Staying at the hotel?”

“Doesn’t like to exercise, hasn’t been out much lately, likes to drink, binge eats, bad temper, but not single, probably been married for about 10 years, his wife also has a bad temper, they often argue, both depend on this small hotel to make ends meet…” These unhelpful pieces of information popped up in Chen Xiao’s mind.

In any case, the man was like all nearly-middle-aged men who hadn’t achieved much — not starving, but living a colorless life.

“It seems this guy is not the ‘unusual item’ either.” Chen Xiao thought to himself, and nodded, “Mm… staying!”

Seeing that Chen Xiao was a customer, the man’s expression softened a bit, turned around to go behind the counter, and pulled out a small book.

“How many days?” the owner asked.

“Three days!” Chen Xiao pondered for a very short moment and replied.

“Deposit 600.” the owner said without looking up.

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After paying the deposit, the owner pulled out a key from the drawer and tossed it to Chen Xiao, marked with the numbers “201.”

Then Chen Xiao saw him jot something down in the little book, although due to the angle, he couldn’t see the content. But from the writing posture, he could tell it was something like “23rd…201…600…three days.”

“Go on up, room 201. Breakfast is free every day, lunch at 12, dinner at 6, 20 yuan per meal, all in the restaurant.” the owner closed the notebook and said, then giving Chen Xiao a glance, he added another line: “Don’t do any strange things, you’ll have to pay for any soiled sheets or covers!”

“Nothing of that sort will happen…”

Chen Xiao replied listlessly, then glanced around the surroundings, and headed upstairs.

The old wooden boards creaked, and Chen Xiao quickly reached the second floor. Directly in front of this staircase was a corridor, with a wall on the left side and several closed doors on the right, the first door bearing the number “201.”

Chen Xiao looked up, towards the stairs leading to the third floor.

Then back at the narrow, somewhat oppressive corridor in front of him.

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He frowned.

For a few seconds, he felt as if the scene in front of him

was familiar.

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