Please make money.

With the amount of explosives in these three brown paper rolls, even if they are all high explosives, it can only destroy a few hot spring pools.

She wasn't even afraid now, she was simply curious about who would do this to her in such a violent way.

Jiang Tianyi? But I haven't heard that Zijing used to play the bomber game.

Takeuchi Group? Not really. If they had the ability, they would stop being a fraudulent agency and become a militant gang.

Managing Director Fujita? Has that guy become so hysterical?

On the other side, An Lele got up from the ground, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and pinned down Mr. Lei and Aunt Zhou, who both had grim-looking faces, one on each side.

"Don't move! Don't run around—call the police! Now!"

"You're crazy!" Mr. Lei couldn't get away. "That's a bomb! You let Miss take it out?!"

"I can't run as fast as the young lady. She knows her limits!"

As An Lele was speaking, she heard a burst of urgent alarm bells ringing in her ears.

The frightened waiter who hadn't recovered yet looked up subconsciously: "Fire, fire?"

An Lele instinctively didn't believe it and felt that there must be something fishy going on.

A time bomb has just been discovered, and now there’s a fire alarm. Just like in the movies, something terrible will happen in the next second!

However, the waiters and hotel staff came over and asked everyone to evacuate and strictly follow the survival procedures.

In a region that has enjoyed peace for a long time, it was never imagined that such a thing would happen.

How could there be a bomb hidden in the bouquet?

They even brought the thing in themselves!

At that time, I was thinking that this was just another romantic game played by rich people. Who could have imagined that such a change would happen?

An Lele couldn't stop these people, so she could only stamp her feet in anger: "Don't run around when you get out! Mr. Lei, watch over everyone!"

Amid the chaos, the crowd evacuated along the hotel's designated passage signs, moving in a mighty procession through the lobby and heading outdoors.

Some people saw that there was indeed thick smoke, which was spreading upwards along the freight elevator that extended to the underground garage. They immediately pointed and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

An Lele also saw this scene, and her ominous premonition became stronger, but she didn't know what to do for a moment.

She is confident that she can protect one person closely, but if she is asked to manage many people, she is just a child after all.

Fortunately, the hotel staff had already run out in advance and were eagerly leading the customers out.

"Please come this way!"

"Please don't go back to get your valuables! Our hotel will compensate you for any losses! Safety first!"

"Don't crowd - don't crowd - please proceed in the current order!"

After a busy period, a fire truck came here with lights flashing, and its speed was so fast that it seemed as if it had predicted it in advance.

The hotel manager approached in confusion as the firefighters fiddled with hoses and other equipment: "Where is the fire? Is it down there?"

The hotel manager didn't have time to ask many questions. After all, they were professionals, so it would be more reassuring if they arrived quickly.

"It's underground. There must be something wrong with the underground garage. Also, our boiler room is underground."

The firefighters ran in with their equipment and passed by the crowd, which made everyone feel relieved.

An Lele, who had been staring at the firefighters, also lowered his shoulders, thinking that he was overthinking it. They were in a hurry to put out the fire, so there was no problem.

The ambulance also arrived on the other side. The Hoshino Hotel is not far from a hospital. I think the ambulance left quickly after seeing the thick smoke.

Medical staff wearing masks began to ask if there were any injured people. They were particularly worried about whether someone had inhaled smoke and thought it was nothing. They repeatedly explained that this was actually very harmful.

An Lele looked at his watch. It had been almost ten minutes, not to mention five minutes. Why hadn't it exploded yet?

Was it a fake bomb? A threat?

"You guys wait here, I'm going to find the young lady!"

An Lele gritted her teeth, ignored the hotel staff's attempts to stop her, ducked through the crowd, and ran into the hotel.

President Lei was extremely upset and could not find peace at all. He had no idea how such a thing could happen.

A medical staff member asked him if he had inhaled smoke. Mr. Lei waved his hand to indicate that he had not. He did not even look at the other person, but just looked towards the hotel.

"These children were close to the smoke before and need to be checked. Please come to the ambulance."

A nurse pointed at a few children who were so brave that they did not run away when they saw the fire, but instead laughed and took pictures.

One could even see some slight traces of dust on the latter's face, and they looked at each other in bewilderment for a moment.

Zhou Haimei was among them. Aunt Zhou glared at her. She lost her disguise as a good girl and could only smile awkwardly as she went for the check-up.

Sister Yu was standing on tiptoe looking at the hotel when a doctor wearing a mask came over and waved at her, indicating that she wanted to do a check-up or something.

Sister Yu didn't suspect anything and subconsciously took two steps to follow the ambulance.

The latter took out a mask that looked like a ventilator and asked her to put it on and take a deep breath.

Take a deep breath? Oxygen? Oh, that thick smoke from before, right?

Sister Yu subconsciously followed the movements demonstrated by the other party, put her hands on her face and took a deep breath.

However, she only felt that her vision slowly went dark, her hands and feet went limp, and she almost fell to the ground as if she could not stand.

The doctor held her up so that she looked like she was sitting next to the car with her back to the crowd.

Just at this time, Boss Guo and Mrs. Lu came over and also wanted to check.

Boss Guo had taken Japanese as an elective course in school in his early years. He stuttered as he said that he might have inhaled the thick smoke from the fire and now his throat felt a little uncomfortable.

The doctor looked at him with a subtle look, then stepped aside after a few seconds and gestured to something that looked like a ventilator.

"Oh, this, I know how to use this. This is an oxygen device, right?"

"..."

A moment later, the ambulance folded up the bed, closed the door and drove away. People nearby saw several guests getting on the car and didn't think there was anything wrong.

A few minutes later, Aunt Zhou subconsciously turned back to look for her daughter, only to find that she was gone.

"Where did this girl go again?"

She looked around and didn't see anyone, so she asked the children who had been with Zhou Haimei before.

"It seems he went for a checkup."

"Did you go to the hospital?"

"Let's get in the car - I also feel a little uncomfortable in my throat, should I go check it out too?"

"What's that smoke? It's so choking when it burns. It feels like the same as when I cook chili peppers in a big pot in my hometown..."

Aunt Zhou took out her phone in confusion and prepared to contact her daughter. Why did she go to the hospital? Was she feeling unwell? She should have told me.

But the phone was hung up after only one ring, which made Aunt Zhou's thoughts a little confused for a moment.

She didn't think much about it and continued to call, but the second time she got a message saying "The phone you dialed is powered off."

Several ambulances arrived at the intersection belatedly. Aunt Zhou opened her mouth in a daze and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the shouting of Mr. Lei beside her.

"Miss-"

Aunt Zhou turned around and saw Alia walking out of the hotel, still holding the remnants of the time bomb in her hand.

——It just looks like a pile of brown cardboard and wires.

"It's fake. I don't know who sent it to scare me. Also, what's the situation at the fire? Everyone—"

As Alia asked this, she glanced at her family members outside and paused.

After being silent for half a second, she slowly raised her chin and straightened her back: "Where are Xiaoyu and Amei? Where is Boss Guo?"

"...?!!"

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"Miss! Miss, are you okay?"

Mr. Lei grabbed Alia's arm, his tone a little dizzy.

Alia came to her senses, grabbed him with her backhand, and frowned even more tightly.

"Are you OK?"

I am sure I will be fine. Not to mention that the bomb is a fake one, it will be useless even if it is real.

MAX combat power does not just mean being able to fight, but it is a supermodel version of dimensionality reduction attack, but she is not willing to use those means.

"As long as it's okay...it's okay as long as it's okay..."

Mr. Lei seemed a little absent-minded, but he felt relieved after hearing this.

But it didn't seem right at all - his eyes were slightly dazed, his breathing was rapid, something was very wrong.

An Lele was watching closely from the side: "Post-stress trauma? What's going on with Mr. Lei?"

Could it be that Mr. Lei has encountered something similar before?

It is true that some people will experience such stress after encountering a disaster, such as survivors of a car accident seeing a car accident, or survivors of an earthquake encountering an earthquake.

These blows often cause originally calm and composed people to completely lose their rationality. It has nothing to do with self-cultivation or training; it is purely the brain's self-protection mechanism.

Alia held him up with such strength that it seemed as if she was lifting him up.

After letting go of Mr. Lei, who was about to collapse after a long sigh of relief, she turned to look at Aunt Zhou.

"Where did he go? Didn't you see him just now? Can you get through on the phone?"

Aunt Zhou next to her seemed to come to her senses and shuddered.

"People - ambulance - hospital?!"

"..."

But then, the ambulance that arrived at the hospital said that there was no emergency vehicle that arrived before them.

As a result, chaos gradually arose, and noisy and panicked discussions spread among the crowd.

And Alia, who was standing at the front, had an increasingly calm expression and her eyes became increasingly indifferent.

It even made An Lele shiver.

"Is it--is the wind blowing?"

……

……

"Miss Ai, this kind of thing happened, it's really..."

The hotel's executive apologized sincerely: "We will definitely find the missing guest as soon as possible."

The fire has been put out. It was not an accidental open flame, but a special smoke bomb used in fire drills.

That thing can release choking smoke. It's not very harmful, but it makes a big fuss.

It is also suspected that someone added other "condiments" into it, and people who smelled the smoke said it smelled like chili peppers.

Alia sat in the lobby of the hotel, looked up at the ceiling, and inferred the other party's action pattern in her mind.

There are at least two people involved. There is no need to keep an eye on the flower delivery; you can delegate it to someone else.

In theory, a simple timing device can be made to light a cigarette cake, but the other party's way of action is to confirm when they receive the flower and find the problem, and then light it.

This requires someone from the other side to confirm that there is chaos on their side, which means that there are people from the other side in the hotel, who may be disguised as guests or employees.

And when the chaos is created, further expand the scope of the chaos, force everyone out of the hotel, contact the target in a reasonable way and take him away...

No one would doubt a firefighter or check his ID during a fire.

No one would grab a doctor and ask him to show his medical license when the ambulance arrives.

This is already the most reasonable way of approaching. When the ambulance takes the person away, the person involved may even say thank you, and kind people will even make way for them.

"How many exits does the hotel have?" Ailia came back to her senses and looked at the executive in front of her.

"This - if it's a normal channel, there are four. If you add the hotel's own freight channel, that's six."

"Show me the hotel's staff list and guest list."