The explosion at the celebration party for "The Music Maniac" quickly became global hot news.
Li Li’s mobile phone also received a push message from the browser.
At the scene of the explosion, a reporter who was only slightly injured took photos of the tragic scene and posted them on INS in a timely manner.
"Music Maniac" is the most popular movie in recent times. The explosion that occurred at its celebration party was hard to ignore.
The reporter wrote on his Instagram account: "That man suddenly rushed in, took off his clothes, shouted 'Long live!', and then pressed the remote control. Countless people died at the scene. It was heartbreaking. Thank God, I escaped."
After reading the pushed message, Li Li pursed his lips tightly and looked very serious.
Song Dynasty porcelain seems to be participating in the celebration party!
Has Mr. Han arrived?
Li Li quickly found Han Zhan's number and called him.
"Hello, the number you dialed is turned off. Please call again later."
The mechanical female voice shattered Li Li's expectations.
Mr. Han is still on the plane!
Han Zhan's flight arrived in New York three hours later.
Han Zhan got off the plane and just turned on his phone when he received a text message notification, reminding him that he had received more than ten missed calls while his phone was turned off.
Han Zhan frowned.
Who's calling these?
Han Zhan glanced through the missed calls and saw that Li Li, Bei Zhan, Song Fei, his three godmothers, and his grandfather had all called.
What happened?
These people called me at the same time, something must have happened!
Han Zhan was carrying his luggage bag and walking towards the exit of the airport while calling his grandfather back.
The moment the phone rang, Han Ao Yu answered it.
As soon as he picked up the phone, Han Aoyu's somewhat agitated and unstable voice came out from the receiver: "Zhanzhan, is Miss Song okay?"
Han Zhan paused.
He raised his head, staring at the outline of the New York city sky at night, and asked in a deep voice: "Song Ci, what happened to her?"
Han Ao Yu was shocked.
"You still don't know what happened?"
Han Zhan: "I just got off the plane, and when I turned on my phone, I saw your call."
Han Zhan got into the car, his right hand resting on his thigh. He didn't notice that his fingers were trembling slightly, unconsciously and uncontrollably.
Han Aoyu sighed and said, "There was an explosion at the celebration party, resulting in countless casualties."
A chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight into Han Zhan's intuition.
He looked like someone had nailed him to the car seat, with tape covering his mouth. He didn't move, didn't speak, and looked like an idiot.
After a few seconds, Han Zhan asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you get through to Song Ci's number?"
“It just didn’t work.”
Han Aoyu also felt something was wrong. He said, "I called Long Yu, but the call was answered by an American who said Long Yu was still unconscious. I also called Allen, but no one answered."
"Han Zhan, Miss Song wouldn't..."
"Grandpa, I'm hanging up first."
Not wanting to hear anything he didn't want to hear and didn't dare to hear from Han Ao Yu, Han Zhan quickly hung up the phone like a coward.
He sat in the car, feeling suffocated.
"Put the window down."
Hearing Han Zhan's order, the driver quickly lowered the window.
Han Zhan sat by the window and took a few breaths of air tainted with exhaust fumes. Then he glanced at the driver and asked him, "Did you know about the explosion on the set of 'Music Maniac'?"
The driver was a little flattered.
He didn't expect that a big boss like Han Zhan would actually take the initiative to answer him.
The driver nodded and said, "I know."
"How many people died?"
The driver shook his head. "The official figures haven't been released yet, but I saw someone on Instagram saying the situation at the scene was horrific. About seven or eight people died on the spot, and dozens were injured."
Only the people standing in the outermost circle were safe and sound.
Han Zhan's heart was in a knot when he heard this.
He originally planned to go to the hotel first, wait for Song Ci to come back, and give her a surprise.
But now, I’m afraid I can’t give you this surprise.
"Go to the celebration party of the crew of 'Music Maniac'."
The driver turned around in surprise and glanced at Han Zhan, "Sir, there must be a lot of people over there now, it will be very crowded." The driver thought Han Zhan just wanted to join in the fun.
Han Zhan said, "My lover is inside."
Hearing this, the driver said nothing and silently changed the route.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the door of the hotel.
Han Zhan pushed the door open and walked down, only to see a cordon set up at the hotel entrance. Many uniformed police officers were coming in and out of the building.
The injured have been taken to the hospital, and those who died on the spot have been covered with white cloth. The police are helping to move them out of the house and plan to send them to the funeral home together.
No unrelated persons are allowed to enter the scene.
Han Zhan made a phone call and got a pass before entering the cordon.
Standing next to the row of corpses covered with white cloth, Han Zhan's legs felt weak.
The police officer who received Han Zhan told him, "The death list hasn't been compiled yet, but all the bodies are here. Mr. Han, take a look and see if there's anyone you're looking for."
Han Zhan nodded.
He peeled off one piece of white cloth after another, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably during the process.
Every time a piece of cloth is unveiled, it is a test of life and death.
He was extremely scared, afraid that after pulling open the white cloth, Song Ci's face would be revealed under the cloth.
After peeling off four sheets of white cloth, Han Zhan still didn't see a familiar face. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he peeled off the fifth sheet of white cloth and saw Allen.
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