Chapter 545: Calamity

Chali booked a room for two dollars a night, with a bathroom and hot water. In the wilderness, a motel for many people on long-distance travel, including those professional big truck drivers, was like an oasis in the desert.

They could not only get a short rest here, but also relax a bit with the girls working here, solving the physical exhaustion and desire caused by long-distance driving.

This small oasis brought hope and stability to everyone coming and going on this road.

"Alright, this is my room for tonight!", Chali pushed open the door and couldn't help but say a sentence.

Maybe he said it to himself. He hadn't lived in such a bad motel for decades, which gave him a very strange feeling.

It was like... a big shot had arrived here, and they didn't know he was a big shot. This was a very subtle emotion.

He placed the briefcase on the bed, then checked the room, and after confirming that there was no other place to enter except the main entrance, he relaxed a bit.

There was a stuffy moldy smell in the room. In the corner of the wall, the wallpaper had already started to curl up, and there was a layer of mold on the wall behind the wallpaper.

He walked to the only window, pulled the curtain, inserted the door bolt, and used a chair to prop up the handle.

Then the only way to enter the room without his permission was through the window.

The window in the inn was in an up-and-down pull mode. There were very few opposite-opening windows here; that was very inconvenient and would affect guests passing by in the corridor.

To lift this window, besides them wanting to find a way to open the window's latch, they also had to lift the window up.

So he made a very simple little mechanism, using the needle and thread kit found in the drawer, connecting two glass cups with a rope, and then tying the middle to the window's handle.

This way, as long as anyone opened the window, the two cups would collide together.

Whether it was a slight collision or a violent collision, at least it could play a warning role!

After doing all this, Chali stood by the window, looking at the very soft bed, and finally lay down slowly.

He lay on the head of the bed, placing his weapon under the pillow, so he could open fire at any time.

After doing all this, he finally started to fall into a deep sleep in a daze.

He had been in a state of anxiety for these few days, physically and mentally. Although it was full of delicious food here, and maybe some genetic fragments remained in the corner of the room, at least this place made him feel at ease.

He took off his watch and placed it on the bedside, then set the time on the alarm clock on the bedside. He was going to leave here in the middle of the night.

Leaving the state of Likai as little as possible was his decision.

Maybe he was too tired these few days, physically and mentally, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

The night was beautiful. The night in the wilderness Gobi had a unique flavor. Occasionally, low roars and high-pitched screams would come from some rooms.

Earning money wasn't easy, especially earning the money of those truck drivers, even less easy!

After ten o'clock in the evening, the restaurant finished work completely. The cook packed things up and locked the restaurant door.

His girlfriend was waiting for him at the door. She got off work early and didn't need to clean the kitchen. She stood outside the door, leaning against the wall by the side of the restaurant's main door, with the tip of one foot pointing to the ground.

Although she didn't do anything, just standing there normally, it would give people a feeling... as long as they spent money, she could go to the room with you.

"His room light has been off for a long time.", she said.

She had been staring at Chali's room. She herself engaged in illegal businesses like call girl work, and occasionally would also get some money from customers through methods like theft.

Even if sometimes customers discovered she stole money, as long as her boyfriend appeared in front of them in time, the matter would have a proper solution.

The illegality of call girl work was two-way. If those customers didn't want to wait for the highway police to come over, and go to the nearby highway police station, they might even be locked up for a few days.

So this pair of young people wasn't honest.

Chali met all their psychological presets for crime—

First, his age didn't look small, at least fifty-five or older. Old age meant he didn't have enough physical strength and power. If any accident happened, they could escape in time.

Secondly, he was very rich. Based on their level of understanding of the wealthy, this type of wealthy person was actually very timid and afraid.

Compared to those wealth that wasn't everything to them, they cared more about their own safety issues, so as long as they showed some fierce expressions, that old man would give up.

If the girl didn't lie, she really saw a stack of twenty-dollar bills in that old man's wallet.

Then just this money was enough for them to squander for a considerable period of time.

After they got the money, they drove away. Whether it was that old man or the police, wanting to find them wouldn't be an easy thing.

Crimes occurring on federal interstate highways were often difficult to be solved. Cooperation between different police officers wasn't an easy thing. Moving on the interstate highway was indeed a choice favored by many professional criminals.

The cook saw the kitchen knife in his hand, flashing cold light in the moonlight. She stared at her boyfriend with wide eyes, as if she was meeting him for the first time.

"Are you crazy?"

"We are just planning to steal some money, not to kill him!"

The cook tucked the knife into his sleeve, "This is just a means of prevention. In case he argues with us, we must have a way to make him shut up."

"You don't want everyone to know that we tried to put his money into our pockets, right?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the girl compromised. She felt her boyfriend's words made sense.

The two slowly walked toward that side. The cook couldn't help but start to fantasize about the outside, as if that money had already been held in their hands.

"After I get that money, I want to change a car.", he said, "I bought our old car, it always adds trouble to us."

The girl curled her lips, "How much money do you think is in that box?"

The cook thought for a while, "I watched a movie, it said such a big box can hold at least ten thousand."

"Ten thousand?"

"God, this is a large sum of money..."

Both of their eyes were filled with the desire for sudden wealth.

"After having money, I want to buy that dress we saw last time."

They saw a dress when they went to New Jincheng City last time in the shopping mall in the city center. A beautiful dress, with small decorations made of shells and pearls on it, looking extremely beautiful.

That dress was nine hundred dollars, expensive to the point of suffocation. She found dozens of reasons not to buy it after seeing the price, and then left.

As a poor person, a poor person at the bottom, they always had countless reasons not to buy a thing, and even mastered an ability to find dozens of faults in a commodity!

But at this moment, that dress full of problems and shortcomings didn't have so many problems.

And buying it didn't need too many reasons—I have money!

Both of them, holding beautiful dreams for the future, came outside Chali's room door.

Their "dormitory" was also this kind of guest room, and they were very familiar with everything here.

The cook took out a piece of iron and inserted it into the door crack. The door lock opened, and he pushed inside.

The chair stuck diagonally against the handle played a good role. It propped up the door, and the door couldn't be pushed open at all.

"Fuck!", he pushed hard, but the door didn't even move. He gave up, and then walked to the window side.

The curtain made him unable to see the situation inside. He hoped the latch of this window wasn't inserted, but unfortunately, Chali cared very much about his own safety.

He inserted the door bolt and the window latch at the first moment. After pulling the window twice and not pulling it, the cook left that place.

Today's theft activity of this pair of male and female thieves seemed to have ended before it even started.

The girl looked at him, as if asking "What other methods do you have?"

The cook pulled her and walked to the distance.

"He is very vigilant. Something must be propped behind the door. I have already opened the door lock, but the door can't be pushed open.", "The window is also locked. This old man is too careful!"

"I now believe more than ever that his box is full of money. If it wasn't money, he wouldn't need to be so guarded against anything!"

Actually, quite a few people don't insert the window latch when staying in a motel, and some people even open the window a crack.

Whether it's opening the door or opening the window, there's always a way to enter someone else's room, but this old man...

"Then what to do?", the girl asked, "Go back to sleep?"

The cook was unwilling to let so much money flash before his eyes, yet he got nothing. He pondered for a while and said with his not-so-smart brain, "You go knock on the door."

"I go knock on the door?", the girl repeated, "And then I tell him to hand over all the money?"

She looked at her boyfriend's gaze as if looking at a fool!

"You'd better wake up. I know that's a large sum of money for us, but now we don't have any good methods. This shows that God lets us stop here!"

The cook couldn't help but interrupt her, "Shut your mouth!"

"Listen to me!"

He looked at the girl, and the girl also met his gaze. He continued, "You go knock on the door, ask him if he wants service. Didn't you say he gave you an extra two-dollar tip?"

Please... you.... collect_(!)

"You just say you are very grateful to him. If he doesn't want to do it, you give him a blowjob."

"Anyway, you look at it, as long as he can open the door!"

The girl was silent for a while. She was inexplicably resistant in her heart, maybe because... that old man gave her an extra two-dollar tip?

But soon these resistant thoughts were gently wiped away by her. She pulled up her skirt, unbuttoned the two buttons on her clothes, letting a part of the white meat leak out.

She shook her hair with both hands, letting her hair become fluffy, and then she and the cook came outside Chali's room door.

The cook stood close to the door side. The girl took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The knocking sound of bang bang bang soon woke up the sleeping Chali. His hand grabbed the handgun almost at the first moment and turned off the safety.

The opened eyes had a ray of essence through them. He didn't have any movements, maintaining the appearance of when he was asleep.

If one didn't observe carefully, one wouldn't even find that he was actually already awake.

After he observed that there was no one in the room, he slowly sat up.

"Who is there?", he asked.

He turned on the desk lamp and glanced at his watch. There was still an hour until the time he scheduled.

He put the gold watch on his wrist. Although the time hadn't arrived, he had already rested enough.

He put the handgun into the holster, to facilitate himself to open fire at any time.

After doing all this, he finally started to fall into a deep sleep in a daze.

"It's me, the waiter in the restaurant, you should remember me."

The voice coming from outside the door made Chali think of that female waiter immediately. He rubbed his face and put the handgun into the holster, "I said, I don't need room service."

"Ah... hmm, sir, I am very grateful for your tip, I feel I must do something for you."

"Or maybe I can give you a blowjob?"

"I just want to repay you."

After Chali finished listening, he smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it. You see, I am already very old, I don't have needs in this regard."

In reality, Chali still had needs, but not at this time, and not for this level of woman.

Even if he had lost his status and everything, as long as he still had money, he could enjoy the best treatment in another city, instead of in this kind of countryside place, walking the same road as those truck drivers.

Who knew if there was a smell of engine oil inside?

She looked at her boyfriend blankly. The cook leaned close to her ear and said something, and then the girl's voice came from outside the door again.

"Sir, you are a good person, I tell the truth."

"I didn't get any work tonight. If I can't hand in money, they will beat me. Please, let me do something for you..."

Chali frowned. He didn't seriously analyze the words the girl said, just roughly had a cognition.

In this motel that looked very ordinary, there actually existed a small force organizing call girl work?

But then he thought it wasn't strange, because these businesses here were "exclusive businesses."

Before and after, there might be two or three hundred kilometers, and there was just such a motel. Their business was very stable, and the price wasn't cheap, even much better than the business of some small gangs in the city.

If they could operate some alcoholic beverages, that was absolutely a business that could earn big money.

However, he really didn't need this girl to serve him. Considering he didn't want to cause trouble now, and didn't want to attract attention, ultimately he still decided to help the girl.

Let her enter the room, then not do anything, give her ten dollars, and let her stay in this room until dawn.

And he took advantage of this time to drive away. Maybe some people who had an impression of him would think he left in the morning.

Although highly likely he wouldn't use these people, but what if?

He took away the chair propped against the door, opened the door bolt, and pulled open the door.

The girl was outside the door. She was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly thanked him, and walked into the room.

Chali turned around and intended to close the door casually, but the sound of the door being closed didn't come. He looked back a bit surprised. A young man holding a knife rushed in, and the knife was already propped on his neck.

The girl stared wide-eyed at her boyfriend, "Are you fucking crazy?"

The cook glanced at him sideways and didn't speak, just pushed Chali into the room, and then closed the door.

Chali turned his head and glanced at the girl, then looked at that cook. He pointed to the clothes on the bed, "The wallet is in the pocket of my coat. You can take the knife further away, I will cooperate."

He had already understood, because he revealed those "small change" he didn't care about at all, so he was targeted by these two little thieves.

He really wanted to scold people now, but he held back. He must ensure his own safety.

He had handled many cases, among which there was no lack of similar situations. Originally, they were safe and sound, but because the victim scolded or used other methods to stimulate the perpetrator, a tragedy was brewed.

Like this kind of person who came to rob with a knife, they were generally relatively impulsive characters. If they were stimulated, Chali really thought he would give himself a knife.

The cook's attention was all focused on the clothes. He signaled the girl to take the wallet out.

The girl saw that the matter had developed to this step, so she could only follow suit.

"So much money!" The girl took out the banknotes and was about to count them, but the cook stopped her.

"So much money!", the girl took out the banknotes and was about to count, but was stopped by the cook.

"Go see the briefcase."

The girl reacted at this time. She walked toward the briefcase. The briefcase had no password and was opened directly. Inside, several stacks of twenty-dollar bills tied with rubber bands made the attention of the two people leave Chali.

One stack was two thousand dollars. There were about fifteen thousand here, although it was still quite a distance from the cook's "dream," for them, this was already very good!

"We have money!"

The girl turned her head and looked at her boyfriend in surprise, but the surprise on her face soon turned into shock. She saw that Chali was already at a distance from her boyfriend, his face was cold, and his hand had already been inserted into his bosom.

"He has a weapon!", the girl screamed.

The cook turned his head to look at Chali, saw Chali pull out the weapon from his bosom, his scalp went numb, and he didn't retreat but advanced.

Although he was just a small character, he also had his judgment and fierceness. At this moment, he exploded!

The moment the bang bang gunshots rang out, he didn't even feel any pain. The knife in his hand waved wildly at Chali amidst Chali's continuous "Fuck"!

He felt he could completely kill Chali alone. The gun wasn't as fast as his knife at all!

But in the next second, he fell to the ground with a thud. In his ears, there was only his girlfriend's scream and the "bitch" scolded by Chali.

Bang bang, bang, three more shots. Chali scolded while glancing at the wound cut on his arm, constantly scolding the most unpleasant words in his life, closed the briefcase again, put on his coat, and rushed out!

The gunshots alarmed the entire motel. The lights in some rooms went out all at once, but the lights in some rooms also lit up all at once.

Chali rushed back to the car. He started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out in an instant, disappearing into the night...