Chapter 1: The Mysterious Case of the Hotel Mansion

  A huge starry sky, eerie intersecting lines, slowly flowing dark colors, all sounds are silent, only the pale white moonlight sprinkles down from the twisted branches, falling on the person in the middle.

  That man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing coldly at the star plate. In a hoarse voice, he said: "The star plate has moved on its own, and the Purple Microstar is shining brightly. Lin Si, Liang Jing, it's time for you to leave."

  "Master!" Behind him, two people were kneeling, a man and a woman. At this moment, the woman hastily lifted her head, her long hair swaying slightly, with a dark luster flashing.

  The man's face was filled with sorrow, and he said in a low voice: "Master, the kindness you've shown me over the past ten years is something Liang Jing will never forget!"

  "Too much talk is useless, let's go, remember your mission, find that person and kill him." The man didn't turn around, after finishing this sentence, he raised his long sleeve, made a strange movement with his body, and flashed into the darkness.

  In the dark of night, a man and a woman stood for a long time with their heads bowed, as if they had turned into statues.

  Fate drives the star disk to slowly rotate along the footprints of the past, a sigh is left behind, and two ominous stars rise.

  ……

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  In the intoxicating and dazzling metropolis, it is often in the dead of night that the city awakens. Neon lights flash, gigantic billboards play newly shot shampoo commercials, with tender models exposing their chests and striking poses. The hustle and bustle beneath the wheels, carries an air of extravagance.

  The majestic hotel building was resplendent, and at this moment a fleet of cars slowly drove up and stopped in front of the hotel entrance. A young waiter dressed in a suit and waistcoat quickly stepped forward, opened the car door, placed his hand on the door handle, and bowed to invite people out.

  A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped out from inside, thudding onto the red carpet. Next, a man in a suit and tie, wearing a top hat, emerged from within. He looked around, then bent down to face the interior of the car again.

  An old man with a head of white hair got off the bus, leaning on his cane. His white hair was sparse and his face was solemn, with the corners of his mouth slightly downturned, holding his cane straight as a pen. At the moment he got off the bus, a sudden gust of wind blew, like a low sob.

  He frowned and looked at the man. The man bent down, listened to him say two sentences, followed by a "hi", then turned his head to look at the hotel manager who had come out early to wait: "Mr. Lin, my father said that the feng shui here is not good, he wants to change hotels."

  The man's Mandarin had a thick accent, and he was actually Japanese!

  The hotel manager wiped the sweat and smiled: "Where, where. Mr. Zhū Xià please rest assured, our Golden Crane Hotel has invited a feng shui master from Hong Kong to examine the feng shui, it is absolutely a place of wealth accumulation!"

  Just then, the accompanying officials rushed up and also nodded to the two Japanese: "Mr. Takeeda, this is the best hotel in the city, what's not satisfactory?"

  Takeda Ichirō turned around to ask his father's opinion, Takeda Shin remained silent for a moment and shook his head. Takeda Ichirō turned around and said: "Alright, then please lead the way."

  The official wiped the sweat and hurriedly led the two men into the hotel with the hotel manager. At the same time, a strange wind started again, whistling past where Takechiyo was originally standing.

  At eleven o'clock at night, Takeeda Ichirō came out of Takeeda Shinobu's room and bowed, saying: "Father, please rest early."

  At one o'clock in the morning, a sudden storm swept through the city, and from Takezo Iwao's house came the sound of a woman's wild moans and a man's low gasps.

  At 2:30 in the morning, the storm subsided, and a hunched figure flashed across the hotel corridor.

  At 5:00 am, the janitorial staff came out of the elevator and caught a whiff of an unpleasant smell.

  She followed the smell to the room where the "noble guest" was staying. The door was ajar, she knocked on it, but no one responded. So she pushed the door open and saw a severed arm on the ground.

  "Ah!"

  The hotel manager, who rushed to the scene after hearing the news, couldn't help but curse under his breath: "Damn it, how come it's an arm again!" He immediately sent someone to report the incident to the police and quickly informed the company's boss about the matter.

  "Send someone to invite Mr. Takeeda and tell him that Takeeda Shin has gone missing." The manager said to his secretary, turning around.

  The secretary rushed out and knocked on the door next door, followed by another scream.

  At half past six in the morning, the sun rises as scheduled, and the warm and beautiful sunlight shines all over the land, dispelling the sultriness of the night.