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JJ bit her pink lip and said nothing. She just reached out and pushed a strand of golden hair that fell from her forehead behind her ear, and stared at him for a long time.

Just when Jack thought she was going to do something, JJ suddenly spoke.

"Reed said he gave us the most likely location."

"Huh?" Jack didn't understand what she wanted to express.

"Your acting skills are so bad. If you meet the murderer, you will be easily found out?" JJ's face is getting closer and closer to him, and now his breath can really be smelled. What is the smell of this sweet lip balm? Fruit flavor?

This woman actually dared to question her acting skills, which she was always proud of. Jack launched a counterattack without mercy.

"You mean, it's like this?" Well, it actually tastes like grapefruit.

JJ's response was somewhat beyond Jack's expectations. It was not as affectionate as Zoe, as if she wanted to give everything to herself, nor was she provocative like Maureen.

It's not like Hannah's initial shyness and a little clumsiness, to her easy response after falling in love, like a volcanic eruption.

JJ responded gently, making people unable to help but move softly.

When Jack came back to his senses, he found that the knowledge between the two had been exchanged unconsciously, and now half of his body was leaning into the passenger seat.

He did not retreat immediately, but maintained the same posture as JJ before, with the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose, his eyes unblinking, staring at her lips, which had already eaten up all the lip balm.

"It's getting late. If it gets later, we'll have to sleep in the car, dear Mr. Richer."

JJ spoke again, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Jack snorted, which was considered a response. He stopped teasing her halfway, bad girl.

After sitting back in the driver's seat, releasing the handbrake, the SUV got back on the road and drove on the mountain road for a while, finally stopping in front of a townhouse.

Next to the cabin stood a large neon sign, which lit up the green word "VACANCY" indicating that there was a room.

The temperature at night was very low, close to seven or eight degrees below zero, but fortunately there was no snow. Jack took two Canada Goose down jackets from the back seat of the car and handed the women's long white one to JJ.

The car was not turned off. The townhouse was just a reception area. We had to drive in later. The mountaintop cabin lived up to its name. Each room was an independent cabin, which looked quite unique.

The two wrapped themselves tightly in their down jackets and trotted into the reception area.

Ding bell, accompanied by the sound of wind chimes opening the door, a little bearded man behind the counter raised his head, and when he saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women coming in, he couldn't help but smile warmly.

"Welcome to the cabin on the top of the mountain. How can I help you?"

"Give us a room with better sound insulation." Jack smiled evilly, and JJ, who was hugging him, punched him in embarrassment.

"Ah ha, no problem. Each of our cabins is at least 30 feet apart, so we don't have to worry about being disturbed."

"60 dollars a night, including breakfast, cabin No. 10, you can find the location on the small map on the wall over there."

"Are you the only one here?" JJ looked around curiously at the environment of the reception room. It was quite clean and things were arranged in an orderly manner.

As she spoke, she seemed to feel that the room was a little hot. She loosened her down jacket intentionally or unintentionally, revealing her beautiful figure.

The little man seemed to behave normally until Jack let go of JJ and walked aside to look at the map on the wall. Then he showed greedy eyes and looked JJ up and down.

"The economy is not very good. There are no permanent employees here. Hourly workers come to clean the house every day. I am usually the only one."

"You are lucky. The weather has been very good these two days. There is no wind or snow. You can try your best to enjoy the snow scenery on the distant peaks."

JJ seemed oblivious to his gaze on her, leaning lazily against the door, showing off her moving curves to the fullest.

"Dear, have you found it? I'm exhausted. There's no cell phone signal in this damn place. It's so boring."

"Found it, cabin 10."

Jack was so excited that he tapped a point on the map, and then complained impatiently.

"You were the one who clamored to come for vacation, and now you're the one who's bored. What a troublesome bitch."

"Huh, you're starting to get tired of me, aren't you?" JJ acted like an unreasonable little woman.

Seeing the young couple running back to the car noisily, the bearded little man had a sinister look on his face. He pressed a switch and the large neon sign next to the reception cabin flickered.

In front of the originally big green word "VACANCY", a red "NO" lit up.

"Hey honey, why don't you get your luggage?"

JJ was a little surprised when Jack carried him into the house.

"I'll sleep in tomorrow and set off at noon. There's no need to move anything. I can't even see a ghost here."

Before he finished speaking, JJ was picked up, and Jack closed the door directly with his heels.

JJ exclaimed and giggled, "No, it's so cold inside. Go and turn on the air conditioner."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Jack took a moment to find the remote control for the heater and air conditioner. When he walked into the bathroom to briefly freshen up, JJ had already brushed her teeth and stood looking at him in a daze.

"Are you waiting?" Jack washed his face casually, picked her up again amidst JJ's exclamations, and let the two long legs wrap around his waist.

"Turn off the light." JJ whispered in his ear.

Immediately, the room fell into darkness. The large bed made of logs looked rough and sturdy, but in fact it was of average quality and made endless creaks.

JJ was very hard at this time. He had to pretend to make all kinds of weird noises while also whispering in Jack's ear.

"The vanity glass in the bathroom is one-way, and I also found half a bloody front tooth in the gap of the sink."

Jack was also very hard, but he tolerated it. In the past, he had always played it real, but this time it was all about acting, which was quite uncomfortable.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for the fake show to be real. Not to mention JJ not agreeing, the suspect must be watching in secret, and there may be a camera or something secretly filming. These will be used as evidence afterwards. If it goes to court, then It is the ultimate social death.

"This room has been specially modified. There are electromagnetic locks on the top and bottom of the door, which is very concealed. All the furniture is fixed to the floor, including the lamp on the bedside table, which is nailed shut."

"In other wooden houses I passed just now, the snowboards outside the glass windows were made of wood. Only this room is made of iron. Once it is locked and locked, it becomes a large cage."

The two of them obtained enough information in just a few minutes through simple actions such as washing up and finding the air conditioner remote control.

"Do you want to inform Rosie and the others?" Jack's hand had already touched the signal device JJ had hidden.

This one has a lot of typos, but it’s not my fault.

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