Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Yan An took Song Bojian's arm and they took the elevator downstairs.

Suddenly the system said.

[Changed location! Oh my god, that guy is such a pervert. He had Xiaobai sent to the room to bully her, and had Fu Shen and Zhao Mingzhao watch. In the suite on the twelfth floor!]

Yan An glanced at the camera in the elevator and pulled Song Bojian's arm.

Song Bojian met her gaze and bent down.

Not knowing if the surveillance camera would record, Yan An whispered, "I don't think the room we're staying in is good at all. It's so small."

Song Bojian paused, raised his hand and touched her head, "Where do you want to live?"

"Of course the bigger the better. You said you would play with me." Yan An shook his arm.

His heart skipped a beat, and Song Bojian slowly smiled dotingly.

"Okay, you can live wherever you want."

Yan An pressed the elevator button for the 12th floor. When he reached the 12th floor, he found that the entire floor was empty and very quiet.

[Those who sent them to the 12th floor are about to come out of the room. You should take shelter first.]

The system gave an urgent voice prompt.

Yan An pulled Song Bojian down the stairs to the 11th floor.

There weren't many people on the 11th floor.

It seems that some floors of rooms have not been arranged at all.

However, the number of people who came up this time was not as large as the usual tourists who bought tickets to come up and play. Most people did not find it strange that the rooms were empty, but just thought that these rooms were not allocated.

You don't even know who lives on these floors.

Someone came up from downstairs, and Song Bojian was pulled down slowly by Yan An.

A man and a woman walked up and saw Song Bojian and the other person.

The lady whispered, "You said there was no one up there, but there are people up there. All the good rooms are empty."

The man also lowered his voice and said, "We were invited. Don't make so many demands. This is someone's birthday."

The two of them went upstairs unhappily and exchanged glances with the three men in work clothes.

The three people smiled politely, and the man and woman ignored them and walked upstairs.

The good rooms have good sound insulation, so they are not afraid that the two men will hear anything. Besides, with so many rooms, who knows who?

only……

There was someone there just now? How come they didn't know?

The three of them looked at each other, walked down with cold faces, and looked around suspiciously.

Turning the corner, I found a man and a woman at the railing.

The man held the woman in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her neck, leaving red marks on her face.

They seemed so engrossed that they didn't even notice them passing by, immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere.

The three of them glared at them with disgust, waved goodbye, and quickened their pace to leave.

Damn it, they work so hard here like slaves, just to make these people happy.

Wait!

Wait until the birthday party and let these people have fun.

The footsteps gradually faded away, Song Bojian let go of Yan An, his eyes fell on the sea, and the back of his ears were already red.

He let out a breath slowly, but before he could calm down, he was pulled and staggered.

"Let's go." Yan An said in a low voice.

Song Bojian calmed down and followed Yan An upstairs again.

He didn't ask why Yan An suddenly went upstairs.

I think asking will give me an intuitive answer.

The couple who just went upstairs were taking photos on the 11th floor.

Because there was surveillance, she pulled him and snuggled into his arms. Song Bojian also cooperated and hugged her.

"Let Qian hack into the surveillance system on the 12th floor." Yan An leaned against his chest and whispered.

The two of them reached the 12th floor as if they were stuck together. At the same time, Qian's voice came from the headphones saying that the surveillance had been replaced.

In the surveillance footage, a couple was taking photos on the 11th floor, while the 12th floor was empty.

The people playing cards in the monitoring room did not notice the two people who suddenly disappeared from the monitoring screen.

At this time, Yan An and Song Bojian had already arrived outside a suite.

The question is, if she breaks the lock before the matter is clear, wouldn’t that be bad?

Song Bojian took out a room card from his pocket, swiped it, and the door opened.

He said, "Universal card."

Yan An praised their department's technology in his heart, opened the door and rushed in when he saw Jiang Xiaobai.

She first patted Jiang Xiaobai's face, but there was no response. However, he was breathing and had no injuries on his body.

Qian Lai's exclamation came from the headphones.

"Reckless man, reckless man, you scared me to death! There's no surveillance in the house, what if there's an ambush inside? Boss, you have to have a good talk with An An!"

Song Bojian silently glanced around the room and closed the door.

He glanced at Yan An who was carefully checking Jiang Xiaobai's physical condition.

After checking Fu Shen's breath, he gave Zhao Mingzhao, whose face was bruised but in better condition than Fu Shen, a pill of emergency medicine.

Zhao Mingzhao was tied up and slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan An's face. He thought that his memoirs had begun to play before his death.

"You're here." He smiled rather sadly.

Yan An sensed his negative emotions, "...Don't be so depressed, we may not die."

Zhao Mingzhao was stunned.

Song Bojian said from the side: "The situation outside is unclear, I still need you to hold on here for a while."

Fu Shen, who was seriously injured but still slightly conscious, saw someone entering the room.

He thought it was that man who wanted to torture him again, but he didn't see any movement.

Faintly, he saw a figure wearing a red long skirt.

Trying to open my eyes, that person seemed to be...

The man was getting closer and closer. Fu Shen felt something prick his bound arm, and then he fell into a coma completely.

"He almost woke up." Yan An breathed a sigh of relief and inserted the silver needle back into the hem of her skirt.

Song Bojian looked at it and said, "...He might not wake up for half a month."

"It's not a big deal." Yan An smiled and paused.

Meeting two pairs of eyes staring at her, she belatedly revealed a shy expression.

“Actually, I don’t want Brother Fu to see my wild side; he likes the weak.

Besides, he's injured and should rest well. Leave the rest of the dangerous stuff to us."

At this time, Zhao Mingzhao had been helped to sit up and leaned against the cupboard.

"Fu Shen is responsible for half of the trouble here... We need to resolve this as soon as possible, otherwise, once the cruise ship sails away, rescue will be even more difficult. They want to detain the people on board and hold their families for ransom.

It was uncertain whether they would be released in the end. Galeazzo had already been detained, allowing these terrorists to take control of the entire cruise ship.

This birthday party is nothing more than a hunt by these terrorists."

The amount of information was enormous, and the team members who heard everything through their headphones fell silent.

There was a sound of something breaking over there. "You guys get out first. I'll call for help."

Song Bojian thought for a moment, "If the hostages are controlled, not only will their families be threatened, but rescue workers will also be threatened. The situation will definitely become a stalemate."

Yan An, "We can work together from inside and outside."

"How many people did you bring up?" Zhao Mingzhao also thought this was better.

"Including me, there are three of us." Yan An said.

Zhao Mingzhao was shocked. "How much?"