Lu Mo finally arrived. He had ridden his bicycle over, but the traffic jam was getting longer and longer. He called Ye Qingqing, but she was out of service. He tried several times, but the problem persisted. He couldn't wait any longer, so he flagged down a bicycle on the road and rushed over.

The competition has ended, and most of the audience has left. Only the organizers and security guards remain, including Ye Xunmei, who is frantic like a headless fly. Miao Tianxiang called earlier, but it was out of service.

"Where is Qingqing? Why can't I get through to her on the phone?" Lu Mo asked anxiously.

Ye Xunmei's expression changed drastically. "You can't get through either? Tianxiang couldn't get through to her either. Where did that girl go?"

Lu Ziqun and Song Hongye were both there, as was Dong Siyue. They were all very anxious, as half an hour had passed since Ye Qingqing and the others went missing.

"They said they were going to the toilet, but it's been half an hour and there's no one in the toilet on the first floor. Where did they go?" Lu Ziqun asked anxiously.

Lu Mo looked at Ye Yuanzhe, his unease growing stronger. Qingqing's disappearance must be related to Ye Yuanzhe.

"I'll go check the restroom."

Lu Mo strode toward the restroom. By this time, Ye Xunmei had already contacted the organizers. Upon hearing that two girls had gone missing, the organizers dared not delay and mobilized people to search for them, including the security guards from the cultural center who were very familiar with the floor layout.

The maintenance sign at the entrance of the first-floor restroom was gone. Lu Mo personally went into the women's restroom to search, but there was no one there. The men's restroom was the same; it was completely empty.

"Could they have already left?" Ye Xunmei asked.

Lu Mo shook his head. "Impossible. Qingqing told me she would wait at the stadium and would never leave first. Besides, I can't reach her by phone. Something must have happened."

"Let's call the police!" the organizers exclaimed anxiously.

Both girls were influential figures, so they dared not neglect them. Ye Xunmei also agreed to call the police, since the police were professionals and their aimless searching was a waste of time.

"Go to the second floor!"

Lu Mo walked up to the second floor, and Ye Yuanzhe followed behind. He smiled and said, "Qingqing is like my sister, and I'm very worried about her too."

"Don't let me find any evidence!"

Lu Mo said coldly and strode upstairs, quickly leaving Ye Yuanzhe behind. His eyes were filled with malice and smugness.

Soon, Ye Qingqing's corpse, with its brains splattered and blood splattered everywhere, will be discovered.

Lu Mo must have felt very special seeing his lover's mangled body, right?

Unfortunately... Ruan Yingzi's accident happened.

Ye Yuanzhe felt a little regretful. It was originally a perfect plan, but it became imperfect because of Ruan Yingzi. It was all the fault of those idiots!

Lu Mo rushed up to the second floor and could smell the stench from afar. The security guard who arrived behind him said in surprise, "How can it smell so bad? It's cleaned every day, and no one ever comes up to the second floor!"

"Never mind that, hurry up and find someone!" Ye Xunmei suppressed her nausea and rushed in to find someone.

They still couldn't find Ye Qingqing, but Lu Mo did find several dirty footprints on the floor, covered in mud and sand, like the footprints of migrant workers.

"Maybe it was one of the workers who work on the third floor who came here. These people are so rude, they don't even flush after using the toilet!" the security guard complained.

"Is there construction on the third floor?" Lu Mo asked.

"Yes, the railing at one of the exits on the third floor is broken and needs to be repaired. Otherwise, someone could fall and die, as there are steps below."

Lu Moxin's heart sank, and he turned and ran towards the third floor. He had just reached the stairwell when he heard a faint call. Overjoyed, he took three steps at a time and rushed upstairs like a gust of wind.