"Forget it, let's wait a little longer. What if the president comes back in time?" The middle-aged manager walked to the stairwell, smoothly turned a corner, then doubled back.
The moment he looked up, he met Jiang Xia's disappointed gaze. He froze. "..." What was that for? Had this detective seen through his hesitation and was looking down on him?
A few gloating voices came from nearby. The young presidents looked as delighted as if it were New Year's. "If you ask me, this exhibition isn't happening. Even heaven can't stand the sight of it!"
Just as they were laughing, a terrified scream suddenly rang out from outside the window. "Ah!"
Jiang Xia looked outside. "That sounded like Ran."
The sudden scream was like a call to arms, drawing everyone over.
Jiang Xia pushed open the hotel doors and headed into the parking lot through the thick mist. After following the sound for a while, he found Mouri Ran, who had sat down on the ground, and the dazed security guard standing across from her.
"Ran!" Suzuki Sonoko ran over and helped her up. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Mouri Ran steadied herself and said embarrassedly, "Since we couldn't find President Teraizumi in the hotel, I thought I'd check the Guard Booth outside. But while I was walking through the mist, someone suddenly spoke to me. I thought I'd run into a Ghost..."
The security guard across from her was badly frightened too. "I just saw someone and asked a couple of questions."
The middle-aged manager frowned at the guard. "Why aren't you on duty at the entrance? What are you doing in the parking lot?"
The guard said sheepishly, "I saw this young lady wandering around outside alone. I was afraid she didn't know the area and might