The counter window is a little narrow, but "Lin Sen" is not tall either. "Lin Sen"'s elegance is not just about appearance. Her face was thin and frail, not much different from that of a young girl, so it was not impossible for her to get into a room with not very wide windows.
With a little effort, Juan Mu broke through the window and snuck into the hotel owner's room without difficulty.
He still remembers the cabinet where the innkeeper kept his books and keys during the day.
The innkeeper was fast asleep and did not wake up even when he heard Fan Mu enter the room. He easily got the key without any problems and opened the office and the cabinet where the books were kept.
Even without lighting a lamp, Juan Mu's eyes could see in the darkness. He looked at the account records in silence. It included identity and time checks of out-of-town residents over the past 20 years.
Opening the second page, Fang Mu noticed that An Qin’s name was recorded here. Actually, I have stayed here before and the room number I stayed in was 204.
Continuing to scroll back to this year's household account book, Fang Mu also confirmed the check information of "Fang Mu" and the check information whose current identity is "Lin Sen."
What surprised Fang Mu was that between the two names “Fang Mu” and “Lin Sen”, there were two other people who checked in.
Fang Mu saw them checking the time and realized that something was wrong.
These two people checked in on the same day as "Fan Mu", but because they checked in on the same day, Fan Mu did not have the impression that other foreigners came to the hotel.
“Did he intentionally hide their location from me in his first life in order to chase me?” Fang Mu was suspicious and broke into a cold sweat. He had been through so many strange things that he could not even hint that he was being persecuted.
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