The foreign youth, who said he was going to the bathroom to touch up his makeup and wash his face, had not come back yet.
The female guard poured some water for Luoqiu and Song Ying.
It was a little quiet in the guard room.
Bored, Song Ying covered her mouth and yawned. Probably because she was too bored, she casually picked up the things on the table and took a few glances at them.
It seemed to be the lost item list filled by the foreign youth: an emerald green ring.
It seemed that among the many accessories, the loss rate of rings was the highest … Song Ying did not think much, and then glanced at the contact name written by the foreign youth.
The handwriting was beautiful — Song Ying could not help but look at it again and read, "Agu … Mos … Amadeus … Si? Mo … Mozart? "
Song Ying yawned again and tried to read it coherently, "Agu Mos Amadeus Mozart … I hate this kind of long name the most."
Luoqiu suddenly glanced over at this time.
Song Ying shrugged and put down the document. Then she glanced at the two guards who had nothing to do next to her, as if to say: I didn't mean to look at other people's things. They put it here casually.
Luoqiu smiled.
Song Ying glared at him, then suddenly moved her chair closer and joked, "That guy just said that he's a composer and has the surname Mozart. Could he be Mozart's grandson or something?"
Of course, she was just joking. After all, rather than having the same surname, she could even pull out many people with the same name.
"What if it's true?" Luoqiu suddenly asked.
"If it's true …" Song Ying was stunned. Although she asked such a question, she did not think about what to do if it was true.
People were often like this. They were curious about a question and raised a hypothesis — but never thought about what to do after the hypothesis.
"I don't know!"
Song Ying said subconsciously, "Even if Mozart really appeared in front of me, I can't do anything … I'm not his fan."
"Why don't you go back to the hotel first," Luoqiu suddenly said at this time, "I'm not too tired, it's okay to stay a little longer."
"Are you … concerned about me?" Song Ying looked at Luoqiu coldly.
"Is there a problem?" Luoqiu smiled slightly.
Song Ying was stunned, then suddenly slapped Luoqiu's face with both hands — this was not a slap, but a clamp on Luoqiu's face with both hands, "Thank you very much, I'm still very energetic."
Luoqiu blinked, probably because he did not understand Song Ying's action at this time and was a little surprised. Just as he was about to say something, a loud noise came from outside.
It was really deafening, especially in the deserted airport terminal building in the middle of the night.
Along with this loud noise was the ear-piercing sound of an alarm!
"Is it a bomb …" Song Ying stood up suddenly and frowned at the same time.
The two guards at this time called the airport terminal in a panic, intending to inquire about the situation — As for Paul, he directly squatted under the table and covered his ears, looking very scared.
Luoqiu was thoughtful.
Soon, the guard learned the situation from the airport terminal and told everyone, "There was an unknown explosion in a men's washroom on this floor, the airport's special police have been dispatched! If possible, please come with us to a safe place. Now we have to completely block all the entrances and exits. We don't know if the same situation will happen in other places, whether there are dangerous people causing damage, please understand! "
Was this really something that could not be helped?
Song Ying contacted Song Haoran in the hotel while nodding to Luoqiu. At the same time, she walked to the door of the guard room and looked at the situation in the corridor.
Paul was still squatting under the table in a panic.
Luoqiu pushed the chair away and squatted in front of Paul, suddenly saying, "Do you still want to stay here? If you want to go back, you can do it now."
Paul slowly opened his eyes. The child's eyes were obviously very scared, and at the same time, he cried, "Mom …"
"Okay." Luoqiu nodded and then stretched out his hand.
Paul hesitated for a moment, but finally let go of his ears and put his palm on Luoqiu's hand. Luoqiu smiled, then pulled Paul out from under the table and carried him. At the same time, he began to pack Paul's things.
A picture book and a crayon bag.
"Don't worry about that, let's take shelter first!" Song Ying hurriedly shouted at the door. She had not made any phone calls, obviously, she had contacted the Song Family — and at this time, there were two men in black suits outside the door.
They were the 'bodyguards' who accompanied the Song Family. They were carefully selected from the village of the Song Family — as for how these two people suddenly appeared, there was no need to think too much.
Probably after seeing Song Ying and Luoqiu's' private action ', they had been following behind to take care of them.
Luoqiu carried Paul's schoolbag and walked out with the child, saying calmly, "Let's go."
The two bodyguards of the Song Family stood in front of Luoqiu and Song Ying, and at the same time, looked at the front and back with serious eyes — this made the two guards in the guard room click their tongue in wonder.
This man and woman, are they some kind of young master or young lady?
…
…
After pouring cold water on his face, Agamos took a deep breath, wiped his face, and then looked at himself in the mirror.
But in his mind, the song that the child Paul hummed kept replaying.
I just can't get it out of my head … It's not because of a clash of creative ideas. But if that's not the case, then where did this song that's more complete than the siren song that I wrote come from?
Could it be that there was someone who wrote it earlier than him — and it was exactly the same, and he had plagiarized from someone else?
Ridiculous!
Agamos took another deep breath … His family was a bit special — his elder brother was a complete genius in the eyes of his family. Agamos only needed a few days to practice the song that he needed several months to master.
In the eyes of his family, his elder brother was completely the living ancestor of his family. His family had high hopes … No matter how hard he tried, he could only stand behind his family and look at his elder brother who was like the center of the world.
Agamos thought that he would be like this for the rest of his life. However, his brother, who was as bright as a star, suddenly gave up on music and became an archaeologist. He used his almost perfect hands to dig up the soil on the ground.
Those hands, which were like the masterpiece of God, should be dancing on the black and white keys … Mother, always nagging like this.
Archaeology, so be it.
Agamos felt that at least he had never given up music — it was just that his family had never acknowledged his talent … He was a person without talent.
But Agamos never gave up. He wanted to prove himself — even if he was not on par with his genius brother, at least he still had talent.
This song was the work he used to prove himself. He had been writing it for nearly two years. Although the progress was slow, every note, every section, condensed his heart and soul.
But now he was told that this song had existed for a long time, and Agamos' painstaking work was a complete joke?
If he had not grown up in a good family environment, he would have gone crazy from the stimulation — of course, it was not much better now.
Joanne, Agamos thought of the woman he liked. She was the one who gave him the inspiration to create this song … She could always give him peace.
Agamos picked up the phone at this time, just outside the bathroom.
This should be the nearest bathroom after coming out of the guardhouse, but Agamos did not see Joanne on the way here … She might not have come out yet, right?
But what puzzled Agamos was that the phone had been ringing for a long time, but no one picked it up. Agamos, who was more sensitive to sound, did not hear the phone ringing from the ladies' bathroom.
"Strange, did she go back already? She couldn't have gone to the other side, right? "Agamos muttered doubtfully.
"Agamos!"
Just then, he heard Joanne's voice — it was Joanne's voice, but there seemed to be something different.
Despite his doubts, Agamos turned around and saw that it was indeed Qiao An.
"Why are you …" Agamos opened his mouth slightly. There was a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't put into words, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.
"What's wrong?" Joanne looked at Agamos in confusion. "Are you not feeling well?"
"Oh … It's nothing." Agamos shook his head, thinking that it was probably because of the song that he was too concerned about. He tried to calm himself down. "Maybe I'm a little tired. After all, it was such a long flight."
Maybe he should ask Paul about the origin of this song … At least, at least if there was really someone who wrote a song with the same idea as him, he could get to know them.
"Maybe you're really too tired." Joanne reached out and grabbed Agamos's hand. She blinked and asked, "Are you really okay?"
Agamos smiled slightly to comfort her. At the same time, he looked around nervously. "Didn't you say that we can't be too intimate in the Gonggong place?"
"No one! Fool! " Joanne rolled her eyes at Agamos coquettishly. "I didn't even bring my assistant this time. If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm too nervous." Agamos smiled bitterly.
There were many twists and turns in the process of him and Qiao An getting to know each other and then falling in love with each other. Up until now, their relationship was still pure and innocent.
Because Joanne was indeed a devout believer, she would resist certain behaviors before marriage.
"Why don't we leave now?" Joanne suddenly said. "After all, there are too many people here. If we stay for too long, there will be problems sooner or later … I don't know if there are paparazzi lying in ambush nearby."
"Oh, that's really bad." Agamos agreed — it was a common thing for celebrities to be secretly photographed and followed.
"But what about the kid in the guardhouse?" Agamos asked worriedly. "If we don't clarify, God knows if the two guards will spread the news. And there are a bunch of young men and women. We don't know them … After all, your identity has been exposed."
"Are you stupid? The kid has been handed over to the guards. If his parents come and claim him, everything will be cleared up. "Joanne said impatiently.
"That's true." Agamos nodded and suddenly said, "But what about the ring?"
"I've found the ring." Joanne raised her hand. On the middle finger of her right hand, there was an aquamarine ring. "Seems like it's fated to be with me. I picked it up on the way back!"
"It's good that you found it." Agamos nodded, but he was not as happy as he thought he would be … because he had no reason to stay.
Then he would not be able to find the truth of the song.
"You … still don't seem happy?" Joanne lowered her head and looked up. "Isn't this ring an important gift from your brother?"
"No, you think too much." Agamos smiled. "Then let's go!"
Bang —!!!
There was a sudden loud noise, followed by a shrill alarm.
Joanne looked back in horror, but there was no one in the corridor. Joanne took a few steps back and grabbed Agamos' hand. "Let's go …"
"Go?"
Joanne quickly said, "Didn't we trigger the alarm? Something might happen. It's not safe. Shouldn't we go first? "
"You're right …" Agamos nodded.
The two quickly walked to the arrival hall. On the way, they gradually saw passengers coming out from other corridors in a panic. There was an announcement in the corridor calling for passengers to evacuate.
Joanne and Agamos soon joined the crowd and came to the arrival hall, where the check-in luggage was picked up.
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…
Pain … Pain!!
Han Bingjiang struggled to get up and shook his head at the same time. He only remembered that he was knocked unconscious.
And the person who knocked him out was the female star, Joanne.
Han Bingjiang subconsciously wanted to rub the place where he was knocked out, but at this time, he suddenly found that he was holding something in his hand. He looked down and saw that it was a silver fork.
A fork used to eat Western food.
The fork was stained with red blood!
Han Bingjiang was so scared that he threw the fork on the ground. But this was not what frightened Han Bingjiang the most!
What frightened him the most was that in the men's washroom, right next to the position where he got up, there was a woman's corpse, leaning against the wall!
She was covered in blood. She had probably died from excessive blood loss. The skin on her face was directly peeled off, but her eyes were not closed.
"She" … The eyelid eyes were staring at Han Bingjiang, as if "she" was not dead at all!
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