She felt puzzled and asked a waiter to swipe her card for her.
However, the waiter had to call the front desk to verify her identity before helping her swipe the card, which delayed a few more minutes.
For some reason, Nan Zhifeng felt uneasy, always fearing that something was about to happen. She kept pressing the close button in the elevator, hoping it would quickly reach her room's floor.
At the same time, she continued to call Zhuzhu.
But Zhuzhu didn't answer at all.
Soon, the elevator arrived at the 27th floor. Nan Zhifeng stepped out to see a crowd gathered in the hallway and hotel staff notifying colleagues to call the police.
Nan Zhifeng hurried over and discovered the door to her room was open. There appeared to have been a small explosion outside her door, and a person lay on the ground, covered with a white sheet.
Her mind went blank with a bang, nearly exploding. She dragged her weak legs over, trembling hands reaching to lift the sheet...
"Zhiqiu!"
