Let's go back to the present.

After spending an unknown amount of time in the somewhat dazzling smoke, the person next to him finally threw the cigarette butt from between his fingers onto the ground.

Zhou Junhao, who had been beaten beyond recognition, turned his head slightly and vaguely sensed footsteps.

Soon, a somewhat familiar female voice came from the side.

"This kid?"

Zhou Junhao's ears twitched, and he recognized her as the cleaning lady who often chatted with him. He slowly clenched his fist.

"Yeah, I don't know if his friend was really stupid or just pretending, but he actually called the police."

Hong Ge got a little angry as he spoke: "If we can't get in touch with him, so be it! Everyone goes missing sometimes. We've checked the hotel surveillance footage, but that guy just won't believe us and insists on calling the police!"

Now, their workload has doubled again, and the hotel has once again come under the police's scrutiny.

This time, not only Brother Hong, but all the stakeholders behind the hotel were speechless and somewhat uneasy about what had happened.

Although the hotel has only been open for a short time, and has only been officially operating this business for less than a year, everything had been going smoothly before, without any problems. But lately, it's as if the hotel has been cursed, with one incident after another, and the police coming one after another; they've simply had the worst luck imaginable.

And the source of all these things is Qin Lezhang!

Every time he thought of that man, Hong Ge felt a surge of hatred and wanted to kill him.

They had to bring up Wang Shaoqi and that business deal.

Damn it, you idiot.

However, anger was of no use, so Brother Hong could only deal with the person in front of him first.

"The same as always, you can take it out."

He couldn't resist taking out his cigarette case and lighting a cigarette.

"Hurry up, the police have already started a thorough investigation of the hotel. If he stays here, we're really doomed."

Hong looked around the area and sighed, "Too many things have happened recently. Fortunately, the higher-ups were farsighted and cleaned up this area in advance."

These people are always quick to act upon hearing rumors.

The cleaning staff didn't say anything, but silently walked up to Zhou Junhao and took out a plastic bag.

Zhou Junhao's pupils contracted slightly, and he tried his best to struggle, but the other party's movements were very quick, even skillful, and the glove was put directly on Zhou Junhao's head.

"Waaah—"

Zhou Junhao immediately began to struggle, grabbing the other person's hands behind his back and trying to scratch his fingers.

The cleaner was very agile. She flipped over and moved behind Zhou Junhao, using her knee to push against his back. Then, in a half-lift position, she kept pushing him upwards and increasing the pulling force.

The plastic bag tightened instantly, robbing Zhou Junhao of all his scent.

Suddenly, Zhou Junhao's vision went completely black, his ears rang with a deathly buzzing, and his body seemed to have been possessed, losing all control.

For the first time, he realized how close he was to death!

"Wait, wait!"

Just then, Hong Ge behind him called out to the cleaner again.

"We just cleaned this up, and now people are scared out of their wits and peeing themselves. Are you going to clean that up?"

The next moment, Zhou Junhao regained the ability to breathe.

The support behind him suddenly vanished, and Zhou Junhao, clinging to his last survival instinct, yanked the plastic bag off his head.

At this moment, even though the man's cigarette smoke still lingered around him, Zhou Junhao felt that the air was so fresh and sweet.

"Cough cough cough—"

He let out a series of heart-wrenching coughs and began to gag repeatedly.

But then, his collar was grabbed again.

The cleaning lady is dragging him out of the room right now!