Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 490 [Domain - First Gate] Front Desk Chen Ji

The clock struck midnight.

There are no changes.

Strangely, for some reason, all thirty-eight interns in the lobby fell silent as if they had been choked for a moment.

Chen Ji glanced at the crowd around him, lost in thought.

The NPC interns in the hotel who retain their original memories seem to be following some established rules.

"I wonder how many newcomers are just putting on an act like them..."

This time, the newcomers did not recognize each other.

Chen Ji strongly suspected that some people were mixed in with the NPC interns, not wanting to reveal their true identities.

It didn't take long.

A series of intermittent electrical hissing came from the speakers at the front desk.

Sizzle... sizzle...

A few seconds later, the speaker suddenly called out two names.

"Bai Shaohua, Feng Yao."

Immediately, a male intern came out. He seemed to be used to this process, but a hint of fear still inadvertently showed in his eyes.

Another short-haired female intern was a bit late, but she was just as quick. At least when she walked up to the group, she looked calm and composed.

The woman is most likely an entrant.

As for the man, Chen Ji cannot confirm it yet.

He had just observed that many interns appeared calm on the surface, but their fingers were trembling slightly, clearly indicating that they were also unsure which position they would be assigned to.

Clearly, some positions are significantly more dangerous than others.

Kaka...

The printer at the front desk spit out two cards.

Feng Yao and Bai Shaohua took the card, and the next second, two new names were called from the speaker:

"Wu Zhou..."

"Kaka..."

"Ding Xiaoya..."

.....

After more than a dozen people had already taken their positions, Chen Ji finally heard two familiar names.

"Xu Sandao, Du Tingfeng."

Chen Ji's gaze was fixed on the two of them without blinking. Soon, he saw the two of them exchange a quick, almost imperceptible glance after checking the cards.

Back in the group, Du Tingfeng sighed softly.

"Cleaner".

The information on the card was clear: Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao were partners, responsible for cleaning the second-floor guest room floor.

"You want to clean the guest rooms?" Chen Ji's heart sank.

“Not necessarily.” Xu Sandao examined his card: “There are no specific instructions, only that the public areas should be kept clean. As for the guest rooms, it depends on the guests’ needs.”

"Besides, it's hard to say whether there are ghosts on the second floor."

The only room confirmed to be haunted is room 309 on the 3rd floor.

We'll have to go upstairs and see for ourselves to know the specifics.

soon.

Liu Zi and Fei Er were also assigned positions, becoming members of the concierge department, responsible for greeting and seeing off hotel guests.

Their workplace is in the lobby, near the revolving doors.

Until only a few people remained.

Only then did Chen Ji's name come through the speakers.

The person called out with him was a young boy named Zhang Xiaoshan, who was probably in his early twenties. His hands were shaking when he picked up the card.

"front desk......"

Chen Ji frowned slightly, looked up at the table in front of him, and saw that the space inside could only fit two people at most.

In other words, this is a unique position.

The good news is that from this position, Chen Ji can directly observe the activities of the concierge department, but he also needs to check guests in and answer the switchboard calls.

As the last few people were called out, the first shift change was completed, and the situation was thoroughly confirmed.

Each person went to their designated spot.

Xu Sandao waited until almost everyone else had left before slowly stepping into the elevator.

“There are four floors in total,” Du Tingfeng said beside him. “The first floor is the lobby, and the second and third floors are guest rooms.”

"I don't know where the fourth floor leads; I didn't see any interns go up there."

Xu Sandao pondered for a moment: "It should be rather special."

As he spoke, he and Du Tingfeng exchanged a glance.

"Go and see?"

"Walk."

With the same idea in mind, the two didn't plan to go straight to work, but decided to check out the layout of the entire hotel first.

As they were talking, they pressed all the buttons on the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors.

The elevator stopped on the 2th floor.

Upon opening the door, the interior was much as Chen Ji had described: a long corridor connecting more than a dozen guest rooms, with dark red carpets laid along the corridor.

They didn't get out; the elevator continued to go up.

3th floor.

“It’s exactly the same as the second floor.” Du Tingfeng glanced outside.

4th floor.

Ding.

The elevator door slowly opened.

The layout remains exactly the same as before.

"Still a guest room? No, that's not right."

Xu Sandao frowned slightly: "If the fourth floor is also a guest room floor, why aren't there any interns going up there? Doesn't this floor need cleaning?"

Du Tingfeng didn't say anything, took a piece of toilet paper out of his pocket, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the corridor outside the elevator.

"Walk."

He simply said, "Let's go back to the second floor and take another look."

After a while.

The elevator returned to the 2nd floor.

Upon opening the door, the first thing that catches the eye is the dark red plush carpet.

A few meters in front of them, a wad of snow-white toilet paper lay quietly on the ground.

The situation is already quite clear: it's the same for them no matter which floor the elevator goes up to.

Perhaps it's to keep them confined to their work locations.

Without saying anything more, the two walked into the corridor and confirmed that no matter which floor button they pressed, it led to the second-floor guest rooms, because there was no room number 9 that Chen Ji had mentioned on this floor.

At the end of the corridor, in a small room without a door, Du Tingfeng found the cleaning tools, all of which were placed in a small cart.

Just as I was checking the equipment, a crackling sound of electricity suddenly came from the small pocket on the side of the cart.

There was a walkie-talkie there.

A few seconds later, a familiar voice came from the walkie-talkie:

"Hey?"

It's Chen Ji.

.......

Can you hear me?

Chen Ji stood at the front desk, holding a walkie-talkie.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who was standing next to him, was carefully tidying up the table.

"1."

Xu Sandao's voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Contact the front desk if you need anything." Chen Ji glanced at Zhang Xiaoshan but didn't say much. "If the residents need anything, we'll let you know."

"receive."

After receiving a reply, Chen Ji put down the walkie-talkie.

The layout on the table in front of him was very simple: a computer, a printer, speakers, and a walkie-talkie to communicate with employees in different departments. It was that simple.

In addition, there was a picture frame left by the former receptionist.

It was currently in Zhang Xiaoshan's hand.

"Chen Ji, what should we do about this?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked hesitantly.

The photo shows a man with moles on his face, wearing a white uniform.

"Throw it away."

Chen simply said, "Keep the desktop tidy."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and finally had time to take a good look around the lobby.

With most of the interns gone, the place became very empty, with only a few people cleaning up.

The entire hotel was decorated in dark wood, and an old sign, made of several pieces of wood, hung on the wall directly opposite the revolving door.

Kiku Hotel

The font is thin and long; at first glance, the character for "wood" can easily be mistaken for a cross.

Overall, the hotel had a depressing atmosphere, and the dim lighting added to the eeriness.