Less than a kilometer away from Binge Town, a hill stands there.

The oval-shaped hill looks particularly regular. Although it is only more than 10 meters high, it is extremely rare in this endless plain and even a little weird.

Qin Zhibo sat in the car and used his telescope to observe there. He found that there were many bushes and tall thatch on the hill, making it impossible to see clearly inside.

The rest of the plain is bare, but that area is filled with a large number of plants. It is difficult not to guess whether it was artificially planted to cover up some existence.

Could it be that the locals secretly grow marijuana on the hill?

But Qin Zhibo didn't have time to study that now, and he didn't want to get into trouble, so he drove the car back to the town after a long drive.

Passing by a building that looked like a small bar, Qin Zhibo opened the door and got out of the car, and walked over to the aunt sitting at the door knitting a sweater.

"Hello, auntie, is there a place to stay here?"

The reason why Qin Zhibo asked about where to stay was because the navigation system showed that there was no hotel here.

The navigation system will display public business places in non-private areas. If there is no hotel on it, it means there is no hotel open to the public.

But Qin Zhibo still didn't give up and planned to ask. It was 1996 and this place should not be so backward that there was no place to live.

If you really don't have one, then you can only settle down and sleep in the car.

The aunt with an obvious Indian face sat on the chair and looked at Qin Zhibo, then glanced at Koizumi Hongzi, the passenger in the car, and two seconds later, she pointed the direction for him in silence.

Her old and discolored hand pointed to the most magnificent building in Binge Town, a three-story building.

"Thanks."

Qin Zhibo continued driving to the building without further interruption.

…

After driving a few hundred meters, Qin Zhibo drove to the building.

There is a somewhat faded plaque hanging on the building, which reads "India's House" in English.

Judging from the sign, this place may only cater to Indians.

But for the sake of a comfortable sleep tonight, Qin Zhibo decided to go in and ask non-Indians if they would be accepted.

"Wait in the car, I'll go in and ask." Qin Zhibo warned Koizumi Hongzi.

Koizumi Hongzi looked at this "modern building" that was at least several decades old in the car with some disdain. Most of the white paint on the outer long floor had faded, and the remaining half was completely peeled off under the constant sunlight.

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"Sleep here tonight? It doesn't look good~"

"I'm not sure whether I can sleep here... It's time now, so don't ask so much."

Koizumi Hongzi, who was taught a lesson by Qin Zhibo, felt a little unhappy, but she didn't say anything.

Since they met and experienced some incidents together, the relationship between the two has evolved from the initial unfamiliarity with each other to a feeling similar to that of friends and comrades-in-arms.

Even though Koizumi Hongzi has a bit of a temper, she will now be more restrained in front of Qin Zhibo.

…

Qin Zhibo entered the building called "Indian House" alone.

There was no one in the front hall, and Qin Zhibo did not choose to ring the bell. Instead, he observed the environment first. This was an old habit of being an FBI+ detective.

It can be seen that this place was once a hotel, and the half-baked front desk of the old-fashioned hotel is still retained.

But nowadays, perhaps because the number of tourists is sparse, most of the hotels have been transformed into private residences, with many personal belongings placed there. Although they look a bit messy, they are still clean.

Standing on the colorful stall with Indian aesthetic, Qin Zhibo pressed the copper bell on the front desk.

jingle--

A crisp voice sounded, and after a while, a burly figure walked out of the dark corridor next to him.

This was an Indian man with a round face and broad forehead. He was wiping his dark hands with a white towel and looking at him appraisingly.

"Hello, can I provide accommodation here?"

The Indian man wiped his hands silently until he finished wiping his hands, then walked to the front desk and responded to Qin Zhibo's question.

"Yes, but the room payment must be paid first, which is 60 US dollars per room per night."

“The price was fair and the deal was done.”

It is not easy to find a place to live in this "wilderness", and the price is indeed quite reasonable. Qin Zhibo immediately paid for two rooms.

Back in the car, Qin Zhibo quickly asked Koizumi Hongzi to move down the luggage, fearing that the Indian man would regret it later.

The two of them returned to the front lobby of the hotel carrying large and small luggage. The Indian man stared at them several times like a human scanner before taking them upstairs.

Through the dark and narrow stairs, the two were taken upstairs.

"You can choose any room on the second floor. The room may be a little dirty. If you need to clean it, come to the utility room on the first floor to get cleaning tools."

"I'll bring the bedding to you later, but there's no water heater on this floor. If you want to take a shower, you can come to my room on the first floor..."

After saying that, the Indian man went downstairs.

The remaining two people looked at the two rooms in the corridor. Qin Zhibo decisively chose the room facing the exit of the town and could see the hill.

But when they pushed the door open and entered the room, they realized that they had been deceived.

The room may not be a little dirty, but very dirty!

The corners of the walls are filled with dusty spider webs, and the simple furniture in the room is also covered with a thick layer of dust. It can be said that there is no comfort at all when living there.

"be cheated!"

Qin Zhibo shouted that he had been deceived, no wonder he had to charge the room fee first, it turned out that he was waiting here!

Crafty locals!

…

It took an hour to tidy up the room, and the Indian man also brought the bedding.

After making the bed, it was already evening and it was time to eat.

Although the housing conditions are a bit rough, this "hotel" provides three meals a day. The main course is Indian traditional charcoal-grilled meat, served with savory bread and raisins.

While eating, Qin Zhibo asked the Indian man his name because he could not understand the Indian characters.

"My name is Benniu, just call me Benniu."

This is a name named after an animal, which is very Indian.

Benniu grabbed the roasted and slightly burnt meat with his hands and put it into his mouth, without caring about the appearance of eating it in front of the lady Koizumi Hongzi.

Qin Zhibo also ate a lot of this kind of charcoal-grilled animal meat, because the taste was really decent, similar to the original flavor of barbecue.

But Koizumi Anko just sniffed in front of the plate and never touched them again. She only ate a few raisins.

Compared with this rude game, she appreciates the instant noodles brought.

After finishing the meal, Benniu took out some tea, brewed it and brought it to Qin Zhibo, while Koizumi Hongzi went back to the room to eat the instant food he had brought.

Drinking the fragrant tea and sitting leisurely and comfortably on the wrapped fabric sofa, Qin Zhibo felt that the 60 US dollars was not a waste of money.

However, he did not forget the business and asked Benniu who came to pack the tea sets.

"Have there been any other outsiders in town lately?"

Ben Niu thought about it and shook his head, "No."

Upon hearing this answer, Qin Zhibo's eyes looked thoughtful.

The "outsider" he asked about was naturally Mr. Clock.

I had discussed the meeting place with Mr. Clock before, and I stayed in New York for two days for business. Logically speaking, Mr. Clock should already be in Binger Town.

Or is he lurking somewhere nearby?

If there is any place to hide in the plains around Binger Town, it is the hill not far away.

But at this moment, Benniu, who had always been taciturn, took the initiative and asked: "Are you planning to go to the 'hill' side?"

"Hills?" Qin Zhibo asked in confusion.

"It's that haunted hill outside the town."

"Ghost?" This topic aroused Qin Zhibo's interest, "Excuse me, what is going on?"

Benniu put the tea set aside first and said with a calm expression: "It was a very popular exploration place decades ago. It is said that there are often souls of red ancestors holding blue torches on the hills.

Wandering, it attracted many white explorers."

"But almost all the explorers mysteriously disappeared on the hills, and no one knew where they went."

"A colonel who came here to explore once returned successfully, but he became crazy and kept talking about 'people lurking underground', 'blue light', 'golden city' and other words..."

Hearing "people lurking underground", Qin Zhibo smelled the smell of the main mission.

If the legendary underground world "Kunyang" is nearby, that hill is likely to be the passage to Kunyang.
To be continued...