However, he received no reply; the call had been disconnected.
The sounds of gunfire and screams from hotel guests filled the air, instantly turning the entire hotel into a terrifying hell.
Qiao Lin took the phone from the terrified Xiao Xu, turned it off, pushed him off the bed, and risked opening the door to create the illusion that they had also run out.
Then, he quickly ran back and hid under the bed.
Not daring to make a sound on the phone, she held her phone with trembling fingers and sent a text message to Fu Shiyi, telling him about the situation there.
Mu Weiwei told them to hide, but where has she gone now?
If anything were to happen to her, he feared that even dying wouldn't be enough to explain it to the big boss.
However, he sent message after message, but not a single one came back in reply.
He cried in despair, feeling utterly hopeless and helpless for the first time in his life.
Gunfire continued outside, and then a deafening explosion shook the entire building violently.
However, footsteps approached their room.
Assistant Xiao Xu covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face, but dared not make a sound.
They could only see two pairs of feet from under the bed, and they didn't know who was coming, so they didn't dare to make a sound.
Fortunately, the other party only came in for a quick look and then left.
Qiao Lin didn't know how much time had passed; it felt like centuries. Then, footsteps sounded outside again.
A voice said they were police from country F.
Qiao Lin quickly crawled out from under the bed, grabbed the police officers who came to search for him, and communicated with them in English.
"One of our people is missing. Have you found her?"
"This is her photo. She is a very famous movie star in China. She is here to attend the film festival."
...
The two police officers shook their heads and told him he could go outside and contact their police station to see if the person they were looking for was among the people they had rescued.
Qiao Lin pointed under the bed, telling them there was another person under the bed.
Then, he hurriedly went downstairs to search for his own artist among the people who had been rescued.
However, they couldn't find anyone among those who were rescued, and inquiries with the responsible police officers also yielded no results.
He wanted to go back into the hotel to look for it, but the hotel had been sealed off by the police and he couldn't get in at all.
While Qiao Lin was inquiring about news about her own artist, she was also frantically calling Fu Shiyi.
I only regret that I didn't save the big boss's phone number back then.
Finally, after finishing his program in China, Fu Shiyi answered the phone that had been ringing for a long time.
"What is it? Are you summoning my soul?!"
As soon as Qiao Lin heard the call connect, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Third Young Master, I can't find Mu Weiwei."
Fu Shiyi hummed as he changed his clothes.
"You can't find the artists you managed yourself? Could it be..."
“Our hotel was attacked by terrorists, and I can’t find her anywhere…”
Qiao Lin was trembling all over, and her voice was choked and trembling as she spoke.
Fu Shiyi was stunned for two seconds, "What...what terrorist attack?"
“A gunman entered the hotel, someone was shot, there was an explosion and a fire. We weren’t on the same floor when the incident happened, and I can’t find her now…” Qiao Lin said, crying.
As Fu Shiyi listened, the wall-mounted television next to him was already broadcasting reports of the terrorist attack that had occurred near the F country film festival.
He watched the news reports of hotel guests being rescued and the hotel building still burning and smoking, and then thought about what Qiao Lin had said.
I felt like the sky was about to fall.
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