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Chapter 139 Shh! Just follow the "rules" (15)

For amusement parks that don't require night shifts, weekday work is incredibly leisurely.

Qi Xia and Xiao Wu rested in the break room/control room for a day, only occasionally receiving a few tourists, before it was time to go home.

After Qi Xia and Xiao Wu quickly tallied today's sales and tidied up the break room, they went back to their dormitory together.

Before parting, Xiao Wu sighed and said to Qi Xia, "Miss Qi, you should resign as soon as possible."

But when faced with Qi Xia's fixed gaze, Xiao Wu finally shut his mouth.

And what about Qi Xia?

After watching Xiao Wu return to his dormitory, he turned around and went back into the amusement park.

There was one thing that really caught my attention when I was in the rest area of ​​the carousel.

Qi Xia returned to the staff lounge in the carousel area and went to the control panel.

Sure enough, a note had somehow fallen under the console.

Judging from its appearance, it's made of the same material as my sticky notes.

It's a small sheet of paper, not enough to write much.

Qi Xia picked it up and examined it carefully.

The text above is illegible because it has been smeared off; only the neatly written word "escape" can be vaguely discerned.

Because these three words were neatly crossed out, not smeared.

After that, it was difficult to see what had been written on the small sticky notes.

Qi Xia frowned and unconsciously flipped the sticky note over.

Surprisingly, three large characters were written on the back of the sticky note—

live.

The three words filled the entire sticky note, the handwriting messy and illegible.

I don't know if the person who left the note wrote it in a panic, or...

His physical condition no longer supports him leaving neat handwriting.

Thump...thump...thump...thump...thump...thump...thump...

The chimes on the hour resounded throughout the park, their distant and ethereal sound like a sudden alarm bell.

Six o'clock... It's six o'clock.

In the quiet environment, the sudden loud noise startled Qi Xia.

Coming to her senses, she swallowed hard, thinking about Xiao Wu's advice, and wondering if she should go back to her dormitory.

After all, it was just a meaningless note.

Even if its material looks the same as the note Xiao Wu gave her, it doesn't mean anything, does it?

Qi Xia took a few deep breaths, then lay face down on the ground, turned on her phone's flashlight, and carefully examined the gap under the control panel.

These sticky notes are bound together like a vocabulary book; there can never be just one sheet!

Perhaps I should look for other sticky notes.

Thinking this, Qi Xia carefully examined the small crevice amidst the accumulated dust, searching inch by inch with her eyes.

After a while, she actually saw some shadows that looked like notes deep beneath the console.

But that place was too deep, so Qi Xia had to get up and search the rest room.

I searched and searched for a long time, looking at the control panel, turning over the sofa, and even considering the feasibility of removing a section of the Venetian blinds.

Finally, her gaze fell on the wardrobe in the lounge.

There were three wardrobes side by side in the lounge, each with a key inserted in its slot.

Xiao Wu told her that this was used to store employees' work clothes and casual clothes in the early years when the amusement park's dormitory wasn't so close, and it's rarely used now.

But if you want to use it, you can take a key.

Logically, it should be empty after being unused for so long, but what if there happens to be some usable items left by someone else?

Thinking this, Qi Xia walked to the wardrobe.

When Qi Xia arrived in front of the wardrobe, she felt something was wrong: Logically speaking, an unused iron cabinet should be heavily rusted, but although these wardrobes showed signs of wear, they did not look like they had been abandoned for a long time.

Do the newer employees occasionally clean out the cabinets?

Qi Xia was unaware of this; she simply reached out, grasped the key, and turned the knob to open the first cabinet.

The closet was completely empty; there wasn't even a clothes hanger on the clothes rack.

I did find a black clip-on on the upper compartment, but it was completely useless.

So Qi Xia opened the second wardrobe.

The second cabinet was completely empty; even the original rods and shelves inside had been removed, leaving only a straight bar standing there.

"It looks like an upright coffin," Qi Xia blurted out, using a somewhat inappropriate metaphor.

He quickly spat three times to get rid of the unlucky words.

After quickly closing the second wardrobe door, Qi Xia opened the third wardrobe door.

Unexpectedly, the third wardrobe was not empty; in fact, it was quite full.

Inside the wardrobe, which was just as intact as the first wardrobe, hung three clothes hangers. Even the partitions and rods from the second wardrobe were crammed inside the third wardrobe.

The most surprising thing was that there was also a set of the prince's work clothes inside.

Qi Xia struggled with her thoughts for a while before finally saying to the clothes, "I apologize for the offense."

They then began ransacking the third cabinet.

The original owner of the third cabinet should have been a male, not only from his uniform but also from the messy and useless clutter in the cabinet.

Besides the work clothes being neatly hung up, the pants were rummaged through and thrown into the corner of the closet, and there was a ballpoint pen in the pocket with a broken clip on the cap.

A few hair extensions were sparsely placed on the upper compartment.

She was almost scared to death when she touched it.

There were a few notes in the pocket of her work jacket. Qi Xia took them out, read them for a while, and then put them in her own pocket.

I decided to pick out the slips of paper from under the workbench later and then piece them together to examine them.

After searching for a long time, Qi Xia finally settled on a clothes hanger and a rod taken from the second wardrobe.

It took Qi Xia quite a while to pick up all three slips of paper from under the workbench using a combination of methods.

At that moment, all the lights outside the window went out, leaving only darkness.

Qi Xia remembered that these were the lights that the amusement park turned off precisely at 18:50.

Qi Xia subconsciously reached to turn on the lights in the lounge, but a note fluttered down, landing within the beam of her phone's flashlight. It clearly stated—

• If you decide to spend the night in the lounge, please do not turn on the lights.

Lock the doors and windows, draw the curtains, don't listen or look, and if necessary, hide in the second wardrobe, which is relatively safe.

Qi Xia felt a jolt in her brain, before she could even read the full text of the note.

Qi Xia picked up the phone and the note, and followed the instructions on the note to do everything.

When she curled up and hid in the second wardrobe, she was still in shock and trying to slow her breathing.

My brain, though completely blank, felt exhausted, as if it had been working overtime.

With trembling hands, Qi Xia unfolded the crumpled piece of paper she had just been clutching inside the cramped wardrobe.