Chapter 497 The Little Girl in the Snow Country

  If it is just killing more than 20 people, it is certainly not enough to make the mystery business department nervous.

  However, a Joker can make the entire mysterious business department feel like an enemy.

  After all, the last time the Joker appeared, it almost pulled out the foundation of the God Age in Western Europe, and even the time walkers of the Kashima Consortium suffered heavy losses.

  Everything that happened at the airport, because the public opinion was not controlled at the beginning, quickly spread on the Internet.

  Too many tourists took videos with their mobile phones, and even the surveillance video of the airport was leaked.

   Before the Nohi bus arrived in Shirakawa Township, Gifu County, even the other tourists on the bus had already read the news.

  Qing Chen sat quietly in the last row. Although the rotation speed of the two Rubik's Cubes in his hand slowed down, they never stopped.

He listened to the tourists in the car discussing why killers can use other people's hair to kill people, and he said in his heart that using hair is just because this kind of murder weapon is the easiest to find, and the reason why he wants to pluck hair from middle-aged people's heads is just because he plucks other people's hair , I won't feel pain.

   Moreover, in this way, there is no need to study the middle-aged health manual like a master.

  The bus drove through the long mountain road and entered the snow country.

  Every winter, Baichuan Township is covered with snow, the snow can even reach a depth of one meter, and the whole world seems to be immersed in a fairy tale.

There is also the traditional "Gassho-zukuri" here. The so-called "Gassho-zuo" is a thatched house with a herringbone roof. Dozens of Gassho-zuo ​​are connected together. The roof is covered with thick white snow. Oil paintings cannot describe the beauty of this place. .

  In summer, tourists with heavy equipment will start from here and go through the entire difficult 'Northern Alps Small Ring Road'.

  In autumn, there will be a turbid wine festival, and people in Shirakawa Township will invite tourists to drink a cup of turbid wine mixed with rice.

  In winter, skiers will come here to rent a family hot spring hotel, ski during the day and soak in the hot spring at night.

   After getting off the bus with a backpack almost as tall as a person, Qingchen followed the map to find the family hot spring hotel he rented.

  In this snowy country, a narrow gravel path was cleared by the locals, and the roadside was covered with snow as high as a person, like an alternative 'winding path leading to seclusion'.

   But when Qing Chen came to the hot spring hotel he rented, he was stunned.

  Just because the snow in front of other hot spring hotels has been swept away, but there is still thick snow in front of this small hot spring hotel.

  Actually, when he rented this place, all the other hotels were almost booked out, except for this hot spring hotel.

  Qing Chen looked through the evaluations of hot spring hotels, and the results were almost all negative.

  “The old lady in this hot spring hotel can’t cook, and the food is unpalatable and difficult to swallow.”

   "The temperature of the hot spring is not enough."

   "The hygiene in the hotel is not very good."

   There are several bad reviews like this.

  But Qing Chen didn't care, after all, he wasn't here for vacation, and no matter how difficult the conditions here were, it wouldn't be more difficult than in the A02 secret military base.

  He stepped over the waist-deep snow, stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door.

  The wooden door opened quickly, and an eight or nine-year-old girl stood at the door and looked at Qing Chen.

  Qing Chen said in Japanese: "Hello, I am a tenant."

  The little girl immediately said enthusiastically: "Oni-chan! You are finally here, come in quickly!"

   As she said that, the little girl hurriedly brought slippers for Qing Chen, and even took out a soft short broom made of straw, and gently patted the dust off Qing Chen's body.

   This made Qing Chen feel very strange. Why is an eight or nine-year-old girl working in a hot spring hotel?

  Where did the adults go?

   But after seeing the little girl ask Qing Chen to sit down in the living room, she carefully brought out a cup of hot tea from the kitchen.

After she handed it to Qing Chen, she carefully explained: "Oni sauce, I'm sorry, because my grandma fell ill a few days ago, I couldn't get up to sweep the snow, and I couldn't do these things to serve tourists... Are you hungry, I Prepare meals for you."

  Qing Chen didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

  He saw the little girl carry a small chair into the kitchen.

  The other party stood on a small chair, struggling to heat up the fire, fry fish, make thick egg yakiniku, and prepare miso soup.

  The way of working is not proficient, and I think I just learned it not long ago.

  The hard-working appearance has a strength that does not match his age.

   Qing Chen watched silently, a little lost in thought.

  The little girl is very delicate, with thick hair, fluffy and cute.

  The clothes on her body are very old, and there are homework books beside the dining table in the living room. It seems that before Qing Chen arrived, the other party was writing homework.

  He heard faint breathing in a certain bedroom, accompanied by coughing from time to time. This should be the little girl's grandmother.

   "What's wrong with your grandma?" Qing Chen asked.

  The little girl was silent for a while, then she turned her head and smiled and said, "Oni-chan, grandma has lung cancer, it is not contagious, don't worry."

  Qing Chen didn't speak again, but he probably understood something.

  So, in fact, the bad reviews given by those tourists before are all because the little girl’s grandmother was in poor health a long time ago, so she couldn’t do her best to manage this hot spring hotel.

  The little girl looked cautious, just like Qing Chen himself when he was a child.

   Like a weed, it grows wildly but stubbornly.

  She tried her best to show enthusiasm and then keep Qing Chen.

  Under normal circumstances, the guests of hot spring hotels only rent for two or three days. It is rare to have a guest who rents for a month. The little girl is afraid that because of her negligence, Qing Chen will change to other hot spring hotels.

  So it was the first time we met, but the little girl used a more affectionate address like "Oni-chan".

   This is a title that can only be given to a very close brother.

  Qing Chen took out two third-order Rubik's Cubes again and turned them slowly.

   This is no longer a dual purpose. When he was 'recovering' the Rubik's Cube, he was still thinking about the situation of the little girl and the hot spring hotel. In fact, he was using three purposes.

   I don’t know where the little girl’s parents have gone, so that the other party has to learn to please customers at a young age, and bear everything that the other party should not have to bear.

   After a while, the little girl returned to the dining table with the tray.

  She slowly put the tray on the table, and then tentatively asked: "Oni-chan, have you seen the online reviews of our hotel..."

  Qing Chen nodded: "I see."

  The little girl lowered her head: "There is nothing we can do, but can you please don't change hotels, I can help you wash your clothes, and I will wash them very clean!"

  Qing Chen shook his head: "No, thank you."

"profound…"

  He picked up the rice in front of him and took a bite of fried fish, which was salty.

  Extra salty.

  The little girl watched Qing Chen eat eagerly, for fear that Qing Chen would say it was not delicious.

  However, to her surprise, the elder brother in front of him didn't say anything, and he ate all the food seriously, and there was nothing left.

  Seeing that Qing Chen ate so cleanly, she thought it was because she did a great job this time.

  But she was very aware of her cooking skills, so she hesitated for a while before asking, "Oni sauce, is it delicious..."

  Qing Chen glanced at her: "It's not delicious."

  The little girl didn't know how to respond for a while, she always felt that this brother had a temperament of repelling people thousands of miles away, as cold as the weather in Baichuan Township.

   It is also like the gabled roof of a thatched house built with palms, with thick snow.

  Seeing that Qing Chen had finished eating, she brought out another bowl of white wine from the kitchen, holding the bowl with two small hands, looking extremely pitiful.

   Jinguji Maki said: "Oni sauce, this is our family's white wine, which is made from mountain spring water picked by grandma. It tastes better than other families."

  Qing Chen shook his head: "Sorry, I don't drink."

  He wants to stay sober, and he doesn't want to touch even a trace of alcohol.

   Jinguji Maki stood at a loss. The white wine was used to entertain guests, and she never thought that she would be rejected.

She lowered her head and whispered: "My name is Jinguji Maki. Your room is on the left, connected to the hot spring in the backyard. Don't worry, my grandma and I will not go there. The beds are already made, what's the matter?" You can call me anytime."

   After finishing speaking, the little girl named Jinguji Maki returned to the kitchen humblely, took out a small cold rice ball from the cupboard, and ate it in small bites.

  Eating and eating, tears fell down.

  In her opinion, this newcomer, like other tourists, will probably leave because of the poor service here.

  Qing Chen didn't pay attention to it, he returned to his room after eating, there was a laid mattress and quilt on the floor, and they were fairly clean.

  Maki Jinguji wiped away her tears, took away the used bowls and chopsticks, washed them in cold water, her little hands turned red from the cold.

  Other houses have diesel boilers outside their houses, which can generate heating and can also be used to boil water.

   But she turned on the heater because heating is a necessary condition for hospitality.

  If it is used to boil water, the little girl thinks it is a waste of diesel, so she simply uses cold water.

   In this way, the diesel heating in their house can at least last until Qingchen's lease expires.

  After packing everything up, the little girl quietly opened the kitchen drawer to take out the medicine, boiled a cup of hot water for grandma and brought it into the house, and the small hot spring hotel returned to tranquility.

  It was snowing heavily outside the house, and it was as colorful as the paradise where the seven dwarves lived in a fairy tale.

  Some people are having snowball fights, some people are making snowmen.

  The room was quiet, and everyone went to bed early.

  …

  …

  The next morning.

   Jinguji Maki woke up next to her grandma. She touched her forehead first, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the fever had subsided.

  The little girl glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, suddenly let out a beep, and hurriedly got up to go out to cook.

  She got up late, according to the agreement of the hot spring hotel, she had to make breakfast for Qing Chen before 8:00 in the morning, but now it was already 8:10.

   Jinguji Maki was stunned when she arrived at the living room, because the door of the room where Qingchen was located was already open, and the bedding and quilts inside were neatly folded.

  However, Qing Chen didn't know where he went.

  Her expression dimmed, and she thought that the other party had indeed left, did she change to another hot spring hotel?

  But when she turned her head, the little girl saw a wad of money left on the dining table, and a note written in Japanese: I will come back before 8:00 p.m., leave me a meal, thank you. The money is the full rent paid in advance, so feel free to accept it.

   Jinguji Maki stood silently in front of the dining table.

  In Baichuan Township, most of the rent is paid when you leave, and you only need to pay a deposit when you check in.

  She understood that the elder brother had seen her financial difficulties, so he gave her the rental fee in advance.

   Jinguji Maki pushed open the door, wanting to see where Qingchen had gone, but when he opened the door, he saw that the snow in front of the door had been swept away, and a gravel path had been neatly cleared.

   It is the same as the front of other hot spring hotels, even more clean.

  The little girl was stunned for a long while, she recalled Qing Chen's performance of rejecting people thousands of miles away last night.

  Xin said that although that brother is very cold, he is very kind.

  ... But, the other party went out so early, where would he go?

  She took a look into the room and found that Qing Chen didn't go out with skis.

  (end of this chapter)