Dandelion Hotel is not the best hotel in Yangxin City. There is only one reason why West chose this hotel, it is elegant enough.
This small four-story hotel has always been famous for hosting celebrities and upper-class people.
Because today's guests are of a high level, security led by Junsha is very tight near the Dandelion Hotel.
The reason why Luther couldn't contact Sirona and others is simple. After entering the hotel venue, everyone's mobile phones will be temporarily held in the hands of the waiter. This is always the case for important meetings. This is the need for confidentiality.
Almost all of the Sinnoh Alliance's prominent bosses have gathered today. The mob has been wiped out in their own area, and a piece of Interpol dirt has been implicated. Both sides need to sit down and talk.
The food on Wusong's plate has been changed three or four times, and Sirona feels that he will be able to taste all the dishes tonight. He has a good appetite.
Seeing Sirona wandering around with a glass of juice for a long time, Wu Song leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Are you still worried about that kid Luther?"
Everyone is trying their best to hide it from Mai and the others, but it's only a matter of time before they are exposed.
Sirona sighed and said nothing.
Wusong said while eating: "Let me see, let's be open-minded. Luther is not that prone to accidents. Maybe he encountered some unexpected situation on the road, and it is not necessarily necessary to temporarily leave the mainland of Sinnoh?"
"Tell me, what kind of emergency could cause Luther to disappear from the mainland of Sinnoh?" Sirona asked in return.
Wu Song stopped chewing and thought thoughtfully: "Maybe some passing mythical beast snatched Luther away?"
Sirona covered her forehead, grabbed a pastry from Wu Song's plate and stuffed it into her mouth.
"You win. I have to admit that being able to choke people to the point of trying to steal your food is a skill."
Kikuno leaned over curiously: "It's almost the start time of the party, and Thester hasn't arrived yet. This is strange. This time he clearly wants to ask for help from the Sinnoh Alliance, but he is not showing any sincerity."
Tonight, the Four Heavenly Kings and Sirona only came to explain to Theaster the details of their confrontation with the mob. As for the exchange of interests that the people above wanted to have with Interpol, they had no intention of getting involved.
Therefore, the Four Heavenly Kings are very casual and not as rigid as other alliance officials. They eat and drink when they should.
Daye and Aliu looked at a figure flashing past in the distance, turned around and asked: "When did Harol come back? Isn't he based in the Kalos area?"
"Today, he applied for a three-month leave and came back to have fun." Sirona glanced at Harol flashing past the crowd and said calmly.
Harol turned around, his eyes met Sirona's, and then he looked away instantly.
A Liu sighed a little: "That boy is still the same as before in formal occasions, and he doesn't want to appear on the same stage with you."
Harrol took the elevator alone to the underground parking lot. At this point, all the guests tonight had arrived at the main venue on the fourth floor, so the underground parking lot was silent.
Leaning against his car, Harrol lit a cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring.
It's true that Harol didn't like to appear with Sirona on formal occasions.
This kind of occasion often awakens many people's memories.
When Harol and Sirona stand together, they are always asked, "Hirona is the champion now, Harol, what are you doing now?"
Most people who ask this question don't have any malicious intent. It's a way to open up a conversation.
Time has taken away too many things. Harol, who was known as Gemini with Sirona back then, has been forgotten, so that every time the same person appears on the stage, the valve of memory is loose, and everyone follows the memory to subconsciously ask.
Harrow's current situation.
It feels like when you were a kid and your parents always compared you with the kid next door.
Harrow doesn't want to be compared.
He wasted his talent, wasted his time, and succeeded in trying to kill himself, but he just didn't want to be dragged out by this kind of problem again and again.
The lights in Dandelion's underground parking lot suddenly flickered a few times and went out instantly before Harrol wanted to complain about the quality problem.
"What's so elegant and inelegant... Smoking in such a shabby place is bad." Harrol cursed.
There was a sound like a manhole cover being moved, followed by the sound of the van's sliding door. Along with the "shhh" instructions, rustling footsteps echoed densely in the garage.
Harrol frowned, suddenly realizing something unusual, he put out his cigarette, turned over and slid directly under the chassis of a nearby car.
A dozen people in black clothing carried suitcases and searched around the underground garage. The sound of footsteps indicated that several people were leaving towards the safe passage.
"Hurry up, arrange jamming devices upstairs, and we will prepare to evacuate."
"As long as the underground garage and the first floor explode, there will be no possibility for them to escape."
"Are the arrangements ready for the fourth floor?"
"According to the order of the menu, the dining car from the kitchen will leave in about ten minutes."
Harol's heart was beating fast and he was sweating profusely.
Even if you don't know the preface, you can tell what happened just by hearing this.
This group of people wanted to take advantage of the Sinnoh Alliance gathering and kill everyone present!
This ground-breaking approach was unprecedented, and its ferocity was beyond Harold's imagination, so much so that he felt dizzy.
The people in the underground garage undoubtedly planted explosives.
Based on the footsteps, Harrow figured out the number of people in the underground garage. There were seven people on the other side.
The brain is not dizzy anymore. What Harrol likes most is excitement. Now this kind of explosive situation, where you are either dead or alive, happens to be a part of the excitement he pursues that he has never seen before.
Harrow got out from under the car and clapped his hands. The sound made the busy man in black suddenly turn his head and stare at the direction of the sound.
Even in the darkness, Harol still lit a cigarette skillfully, and the bright firelight illuminated his face, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Do you need help?"
Several bright beams of flashlights shone on Harol. After discovering that Harol was just a person, he immediately calmed down.
"There is only one person. Clear him out without affecting the progress of installing the bomb. We still need time to evacuate."
Harold's heart was shaken as soon as Darubi, Big Flower Eater, and Soul-Educing Eye, who were carrying three-type amplification devices, appeared.
He had heard about this in an internal report. Haven't the rabble been wiped out? So who is launching the terrorist attack now?
Seeing Harol being overwhelmed by the elf's skills without even being able to take out the elf ball, the members of the ragtag group were stunned.
There was no scream, that was abnormal!
"Who gave you the illusion that three elves can deal with me?"
In the darkness, Harol spoke disdainfully.
Before the flashlights in the hands of the mob could shine through, they were all destroyed by a black shadow.
At the last moment when the light disappeared, the figures of the cursed doll and the crystal lantern spirit emerged.