A dark shadow flashed in front of him, and Song Lan bumped into him unexpectedly.
"Sorry, hug-"
Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly pulled up his baseball cap, revealing only a profile of his face.
I don't know if he was drunk, but Song Lan felt that this person looked very much like Shen Yingxue.
Song Lan was stunned for a moment, then turned around to identify it carefully.
The bathroom door in front of me was suddenly closed.
The sound of locking came from outside. Song Lan, who was mostly awake from alcohol, threw herself on the door and banged on it fiercely.
"Hey, who locked the door? Is there anyone outside? Who locked the door?"
There was no sound outside.
Song Lan suspected that it was the person similar to Shen Yingxue and locked the door.
But if that person was really Shen Yingxue, how did she escape from the mental hospital?
If you don't sink Yingxue, why do you do this?
No matter how hard she knocked on the door, there was no movement outside.
Song Lan's palms turned red. She lowered her hands feebly and took out her cell phone to call He Chaozhi.
"Hey He Chaozhi, where are you? I'm trapped..."
Before she could finish her words, a beep sounded from her phone.
Then, in front of Song Lan, he slowly shut down his phone and fell into a black screen.
"..." Song Lan was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.
It can't be so unlucky, right? There is no power now?
Song Lan tried to turn on the phone several times, but to no avail.
A dead cell phone is like a steel brick, lying quietly in the palm of your snow-white hand.
Song Lan pulled down the corner of his mouth helplessly, and his slightly drunk breath slowly spread in the air with the sweet fragrance of lychee wine.
"It's really ridiculous...at this juncture...forget it."
Song Lan shook his head.
Someone would come to the bathroom after a while, and she would just call for help.
Song Lan moistened a paper towel with water, wiped his face, and then found a clean corner to sit down and sober up.
She fiddled with her phone boredly, waiting for someone to open the door.
But in the incense in the bathroom, I smelled a hint of smoky smell.
"What does it smell like? Is it burning somewhere?"
Song Lan muttered to herself as she got up and opened all the toilet cubicle doors. The smell was not coming from inside.
Song Lan was suddenly startled and rushed to the toilet door. Through the crack in the door, he smelled the strong smell of fireworks outside.
There's a fire outside!
Moreover, the fire point was very close to her position, and the thick smoke could not be evacuated, and it all poured into the narrow bathroom.
Thick black smoke poured in from the vent and gradually swallowed up the entire bathroom.
Song Lan was so choked that she could only wet her sleeves with water and cover her mouth and nose to prevent inhalation of smoke.
"Help, is there anyone outside? There's a fire. There's still someone in the bathroom. Can anyone hear me?"
Song Lan slapped the iron door desperately, but the door had been heated up by the fire outside.
As soon as Song Lan touched it, a blister appeared on his fingertips.
She retracted her fingertips in pain and looked helplessly at the locked iron door.
There are no other exits here, not even windows. Is she really going to die here today?
No, I will definitely not die...
Thinking of his father who was still waiting for him in the nursing home, Song Lan's eyes flashed with a determined desire to survive.
She found buckets, filled them with water, and poured bucket after bucket toward the iron door.
Although the fire outside could not be extinguished, the smoke was significantly reduced.
She could only splash water and ask for help outside the door.
"Is there anyone, is there anyone who can help me..."
the other side.
He Chaozhi frowned and stared at the phone that was suddenly hung up, and quickly called again.
He was originally in a meeting and received a call from Song Lan.
Song Lan didn't say a few words, she just said she was sleepy...and hung up.
Sleepy?
If you're sleepy, just go to bed, why bother talking on the phone?
He Chaozhi called back, but no one answered.
I called again, but there was still no one.
Considering Song Lan's cautious temperament, He Chaozhi handed the phone to Zhou Qu.
"Go check where Song Lan is now. I always feel something is not right."
Song Lan's voice just now was a little panicked, but he was too anxious to hear it clearly.
After a while, Zhou Qu came back.
"Miss Song Lan's mobile phone has been located on the second floor of Junhua Hotel."
"Junhua Hotel?" He Chaozhi raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I remember she seemed to say that she was going to a department dinner today. She was probably drunk and called me to talk nonsense."
Just as He Chaozhi was about to say there was no need to worry, Zhou Qu glanced at his phone.
He didn't know what he saw, but his expression suddenly became nervous.
"It's not good, Mr. He." Zhou Qu said, "A fire just broke out in the Junhua Hotel, burning the entire second floor."
…
"It's really scary. Why did it suddenly burst into flames?"
"That's right, if I hadn't run fast, I'd be afraid I wouldn't be able to get out."
Downstairs of the Junhua Hotel, a group of people who had escaped from their lives were gathering together to discuss.
There was a sudden fire just now, which frightened them all.
KEO's dining room tonight is on the second floor.
They all ran out at the critical moment. Lin Xiao was calling people, and when He Xiaoya was called, He Xiaoya looked excited and started shouting.
"President, Sister Lan is missing!"
"Song Lan?" Lin Xiao scanned the crowd, but indeed he didn't see her, "Everyone in the box has been evacuated. It's impossible for a person like Song Lan not to run away when he saw the fire. Did he hide somewhere?
"
"No, Sister Lan just went to the bathroom and didn't come back..." He Xiaoya said anxiously.
She originally wanted to accompany Song Lan, but Song Lan refused and went by herself.
As a result, a fire suddenly broke out, and He Xiaoya was rushed out of the hotel by her colleagues. When she turned around, she realized that the entire second floor had been engulfed in fire, and not a trace of anyone could be seen.
Lin Xiao raised his head and looked at the flames gushing out of the window on the second floor with hesitation. With such a big fire, if Song Lan was really inside, it would be very dangerous.
But the fire fighters hadn't arrived yet, so he didn't dare rush in to save people.
Just when Lin Xiao hesitated, a Maybach rushed over and parked in front of them.
Zhou Qu got out of the car first and opened the door. He Chaozhi walked out wearing a smoky gray knee-length coat with sharp edges and serious eyes.
"Where's Song Lan? Is she with you?"
When a fire broke out at the Junhua Hotel in He Chaozhi, Song Lan's phone call immediately came to mind.
The sleepiness she talks about may not be the sleepiness of wanting to sleep, but the sleepiness of being trapped!
Lin Xiao didn't expect He Chaozhi to come so soon.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He hesitated and didn't know how to explain it. His voice was trembling as if it had lost its support.
"I, I don't know either..."
"You don't know?" He Chaozhi's eyes suddenly turned fierce. He couldn't find Song Lan in the crowd, and his patience had reached its bottom.
"She came here with you for dinner, but she didn't run out. As the president of the club, don't you know?"
Lin Xiao felt guilty and his legs were weak. Under He Chaozhi's strong aura, he didn't even have the courage to answer loudly.
"I was drinking at the time and didn't see Song Lan. But Song Lan is so smart, why wouldn't she run away when she was in a fire? She should be safe. Don't worry, Mr. He, I'll call her right now!"
