When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

The attendant brought He Heng to the locker room according to the plan,

However, the moment he closed the door, he was grabbed by the collar by He Heng, so strong that his feet almost left the ground.

It stands to reason that this hallucinogen will only cause people to have short-term and slight hallucinations and then quickly fall into a deep sleep. How can it be so powerful when used on this Alpha?

"Sir, what are you doing?"

The attendant was dragged by He Heng, he was a little out of breath, and his expression gradually became distorted.

Could it be that the hallucinogen doesn't work on He Heng?

Or has the other party already seen through his premeditated plan?

Thinking of this, he frowned, deeply uncomfortable,

do you say yes

However, in the next second, he suddenly heard the other party's deep voice ringing in his ears,

"What a big mushroom."

The hallucinogens did have an effect on He Heng, and the attendant at this time was just a colorful mushroom in his eyes.

So he frowned and carefully looked at the "mushroom man" in front of him. Why are there such big mushrooms in the hotel?

No, he had to pull out the mushroom to see what happened.

"what?"

Hearing this, the attendant was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, He Heng grabbed his collar and slammed it over his shoulder, hitting the ground heavily.

"Ow!"

The moment he hit the ground, he screamed.

The hardness of this marble tile is much thicker than ordinary floors,

Just when the attendant wondered if his ribs were broken by the other party and was struggling to get up from the ground,

"Bang!" There was a loud noise,

The hallucinogen finally played its intended role, and He Heng, who had fallen into a coma, fell down and fell on the attendant.

The attendant was so overwhelmed by him that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

At least three ribs were broken this time.

What the hell, why is this Alpha so heavy?

On the other side, the master of ceremonies and Shi Shuang waited in the preparation area for the wedding for half an hour, but He Heng was still nowhere to be seen, and no one answered his phone calls.

Shishuang was pacing back and forth in the preparation area, but her left eyelid kept twitching,

He vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart, and then recalled the way He Heng looked at him with a smirk before, he couldn't feel relieved, so he looked at the master of ceremonies and said:

"No, I'll find him."

Hearing this, Ji Yuan on the side glanced at his watch, and vaguely sensed something was wrong.

It must have been too long for Mr. He to change clothes.

If he hadn't known Mr. He's outstanding personality, he would have almost thought that He Heng had escaped marriage.

"No, Mr. Shi, you wait here, I will take someone to find Mr. He immediately."

In the next second, Ji Yuan stopped Shi Shuang, and at the same time called out his communicator,

"This is our duty, and we can find more people quickly. Besides, you are still needed in the banquet hall and planning area."

Hearing what he said, Shishuang had no choice but to respond, and then he asked Ji Yuan some precautions, asking him to report to himself as soon as he made any progress.

After leaving the preparatory area, Ji Yuan immediately sent the bodyguards scattered on each floor to look for He Heng in different areas. At the same time, he took the lead to go to the fitting room where He Heng stayed just now.

in the fitting room,

The attendant spent a lot of effort and finally moved the Alpha who was pressing on him away, he held his waist and gasped in pain.

After finishing this ticket, you must go to the hospital to check whether the ribs are broken.

When he grabbed He Heng's arm and was about to drag him towards the door,

"Bang!",

"Mr. He? Mr. He?"

Ji Yuan broke into the door suddenly, smashed the door panel against the wall with a "bang!", and directly clamped the attendant between the gap between the door panel and the wall.

The servant who was slammed into the face by the door panel only felt stares in his eyes, and he was just a little short of dying in place.

The bridge of the nose should be broken too.

"Mr. He!"

After entering the room, Ji Yuan immediately noticed He Heng lying unconscious on the ground,

Seeing this, he was shocked and said:

"Mr. He, the ceremony is about to begin. Mr. Shi has been waiting for you outside for a long time, why are you still sleeping here?"

As he said that, he hurried over to pull He Heng to get up.

However, the moment Ji Yuan bent down, a sudden sharp pain came from the back of his head,

Immediately, his eyes went dark, and he also passed out.

My head hurts badly,

He Heng blinked his eyes hard, and his vision gradually became clear. What stood in front of him was a pile of abandoned steel and concrete.

He found himself in a small storage room that resembled an abandoned warehouse

There were bursts of stiff pain in the wrist, as well as in the legs and feet. He Heng tried to move his hands and feet, but found that the whole body was tied up with hemp rope.

He seemed to be tied to a stool and could not move at all.

And there seemed to be a person tied behind him, the hands of the two of them were tied together by the hemp rope, and the two chairs should be tied back to back, so he couldn't move just now.

He Heng's head was still a little dizzy, and he thought about his memories before he fell asleep.

Fragmented scenes flashed through my mind, vague and intermittent.

In the end, his memory was fixed on the scene where he drank the red wine in his hand.

Thinking of this, He Heng's pupils suddenly constricted, and then connected with Shi Shaowen's evasive gaze earlier, it should be that someone put something in the red wine.

There must be something wrong with Shi Shaowen, and that attendant probably has something to do with it.

So it must be someone inside the hotel who is playing tricks.

As far as he knows, Shi Shaowen is not capable of mobilizing this force. As for who is behind this, he is still not completely sure.

The most important thing now is to leave this closed room first. The longer the time drags on, the more uncertain factors will be, and the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Anyway, one thing He Heng can be sure of is that,

The man who tied him here definitely didn't just want to invite him to play mahjong.

Next second,

He Heng raised his eyes and looked at this storage-like room. At the same time, he fumbled behind him with his hands, and then he felt the fingers of another person who was tied up tremble.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind, "Mr. He He?"

This voice was so familiar to him that he recognized it immediately.

He Heng raised his eyebrows, "Ji Yuan?"

"Mr. He!"

Ji Yuan cried out excitedly, his voice trembling because of the excessive shock, "Mr. He, where is this?"

He Heng turned his head and continued to search the other half of the house.

"If I knew where this was, would I still be tied here with you?"

And at this moment,

His eyes stopped on the steel fragments scattered on the ground at the end of the room, many of which have sharp edges and corners, which are very suitable for

"Mr. He, we won't die here, will we?"

Ji Yuan muttered in a low voice and suddenly brought He Heng back from his thoughts.

He Heng turned to look at him: "Don't be crowed."

But who would have thought that Ji Yuan suddenly began to spread his rich imagination,

"That's how it's done in horror movies. The hero and heroine are locked in a closed space, and then"

Hearing this, the corner of He Heng's mouth twitched, "?"

"Which of the two of us do you think looks like a 'Heroine'?"

Ji Yuan was immediately overwhelmed by his question,

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

After a pause of several seconds, He Heng heard a very soft muttering from behind again,

"That's more like me."

"..."

He Heng was speechless for a moment.

It's just that he has to concentrate on thinking about the way out now, and he doesn't have the heart to interrupt the other party.

Next second,

"Did you see those sharpened iron bars in the back?"

As he spoke, He Heng tugged at the hemp rope binding their hands,

"We can try to use that to cut the rope and then find a way out of the room."

"I count 'three two one,' and we move backwards at the same time, you understand?"

Ji Yuan immediately understood, he nodded and said, "Understood, Mr. He."

Immediately, He Heng started the countdown,

"three,"

"two,"

"one."

"Grass!"

With a loud "bang!", the backs of their heads hit each other heavily.

He Heng frowned, with a painful expression on his face,

"Where are you jumping?"

"Didn't you tell me to move back?" Ji Yuan gritted his teeth, his expression more painful, and he felt his head hurt even more.

He Heng felt that his head was getting bigger, he gritted his teeth, his forehead twitched faintly, "My back is your front."

Ji Yuan: "Then...you should have said it earlier."

"..."

"fine,"

He Heng took a deep breath and calmed down his tone, "Let's do it again, did you see the pile of broken steel bars in front of you? Let's move in that direction, understand?"

"Understood, Mr. He." Ji Yuan nodded solemnly again, "I promise I won't make a mistake this time."

He Heng adjusted his breathing, and his tone became serious again, "Three, two, one."

In the next second, the two jumped up and down, and moved to the end of the room like a clockwork frog.

After cutting the hemp rope in his hand with steel bar fragments, He Heng quickly tore off all the hemp rope wrapped around his body, then stood up from the chair abruptly, and walked directly to the other end of the room.

On the other side, Ji Yuan was still struggling with the hemp ropes wrapped around his body, when he heard He Heng say:

"This should be an abandoned corner in that building"

As he said, He Heng pushed the pile of iron shelves piled up at the door, and no matter how much he pulled the doorknob, he still didn't move.

"The door is definitely not going out, so I have to find another way to get out."

At this time, Ji Yuan finally got rid of the shackles of the hemp rope, and hurried to He Heng's side,

"Mr. He, we can't go through the door, and there is no other exit here. How can we leave?"

Then he saw He Heng pointing to a corner,

Ji Yuan followed the direction he was pointing at, and found that he was pointing at the grid-shaped ventilation iron net on one side of the wall.

He Heng:

"Look at this ventilation duct."

……

The entrance of the ventilation duct is very narrow, and only one person can barely pass through it. He Heng and Ji Yuan are not small. Although one is vertical and the other is horizontal, they both struggle to climb.

The oxygen in the confined space is thin, and it is surrounded by narrow metal walls. Halfway through the climb, He Heng felt that he was sweating from the heat. He tugged on the collar of his shirt a little irritably, and was about to speed up to end this situation. Inhuman torture.

However, at this moment, Ji Yuan in front of him suddenly stopped, completely blocking his way forward.

"What's going on? Why aren't you moving?" He Heng frowned.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan moved his shoulder with great difficulty, but he was still firmly stuck in the pipe.

He took a breath and said:

"Mr. He, I'm stuck."

He Heng: ""

He was speechless again.

Who would have thought that the two of them would be stuck in this small ventilation duct at such a critical moment of life and death.

He Heng sighed helplessly, "I should have let me go ahead if I knew it earlier."

After a long silence, Ji Yuan's voice came from the front again,

"Mr. He, let me tell the truth"

He Heng raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, waiting for his next words,

Ji Yuan: "You're not that slender either."

In the next second, the air suddenly became quiet, making the already closed space even more treacherous.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, Ji Yuan regretted it.

It is said that the fear of the unknown is the most frightening thing. If he could see He Heng's expression and reaction now, he wouldn't be so panicked.

But he couldn't, the atmosphere was so strangely silent, Ji Yuan could even imagine his boss's gloomy expression after hearing this sentence.

Thinking of this, cold sweat was about to drip from the corner of his forehead, so he quickly patched it up and said, "Uh, what I mean is"

"You're in good shape, but not the slender kind, uh, you've got big bones, maybe if you go first"

"Do you still want to take a vacation?" He Heng's cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Ji Yuan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and immediately changed his words:

"It must have passed in a 'whoosh'."

In the small room in the planning area, only Shi Shuang and Shi Shaowen were left.

"what?"

"You mean they put something in that glass of wine before?"

Shi Shuang looked at Shi Shaowen standing in front of him in disbelief, and his voice began to tremble.

"En." Shi Shaowen nodded silently.

He finally chose to tell Shi Shuang about Huo Jia and his plan.

During the time when He Heng was missing, he could see how anxious Shi Shuang was,

At this moment, Shaowen clearly realized that once he did some things wrong, he could not make up for it in his lifetime, so this time, he chose to tell his son everything.

He should not, and has no right to choose his own life for the other party.

at this time,

A man in black knocked on the door and came in, reporting to Shi Shuang that Ji Yuan was also missing.

Hearing this, Shi Shuang took a deep breath and was about to speak,

But was interrupted by Shi Shaowen,

"I know where he is, and I can take you there."

In a building adjacent to the hotel, Huo Jia was holding up his binoculars to observe every move in the banquet hall in real time.

And at this moment,

"Boss Huo!"

One of his subordinates suddenly broke into his room recklessly, then rushed to Huo Jia and whispered in Huo Jia's ear:

"He Heng's Omega seems to have noticed something is wrong, just now they went to the abandoned area of ​​the hotel building despite all obstacles."

This person's name was Song Qi, and he was placed in this building to be in charge of connecting with the hotel.

Hearing this, Huo Jia's complexion became very ugly, and then he heard Song Qi stammering:

"Just now we sent people there to stop them, but there seems to be some accident in the plan. He He Heng has disappeared. We didn't find anyone in the room. He seems to be"

"waste!"

Before Song Qi could finish speaking, Huo Jia threw the telescope in his hand to the ground in a rage.

With a loud noise of "Bang!", the telescope was instantly thrown several meters away.

"Can you let a person who has taken hallucinogens run away?"

"Are you even worse than a vegetable?"

Song Qi was so startled that he took several steps back, lowered his eyes and said:

"He appears to have cut the rope and escaped through the ventilation duct."

"Why don't you hurry up and find it for me?" Huo Jia stepped forward and grabbed his collar, looking a little annoyed,

"Don't worry about what's going on in the banquet hall now, everyone stop what they're doing, you fucking must get He Heng back before anyone finds out!"

"Okay, Mr. Huo." Song Qi nodded his head more like a rattle, and immediately walked out of the room quickly, calling a row of people standing at the door to the hotel's banquet hall.

When he arrived at the hotel, he patrolled the banquet hall and sent all the people he could see to search for He Heng.

However, at this moment, Song Qi suddenly noticed the figure in the evening gown of a servant at a certain table,

Seeing that person flipping in and out under the tablecloth like a headless chicken, Song Qi was immediately annoyed.

Seeing this, he walked over in three steps at a time, pulled the man aside, and said sharply:

"Mr. Huo asked us to find someone, didn't you hear? What are you still doing here?"

"Grass," the man looked anxious, his eyebrows were drawn into a line, "my gun is gone, I don't know where it fell, but it's probably near that table."

As he spoke, he pointed to the banquet table that he kept flipping in and out just now.

Really, the person Mr. Huo hired would actually make such a low-level mistake.

Hearing this, Song Qi frowned and impatiently looked in the direction of his finger.

At the same time, on the banquet table, the nanny took the gun from the child's hand, and "cracked!" and stuffed the toy gun under the stool. ,

"Okay, it's time to eat later, there must be rules when eating, and toys can't be served on the table."

And the moment the nanny's voice fell, Song Qi's eyes just noticed the black barrel of the gun exposed under the curtain at the corner of the stool.

Harm, I am worthy of being a trained professional, how can my investigative power be compared to the mob that Boss Huo randomly found?

"Isn't it there? What look?"

Thinking of this, Song Qi scolded his companion a few words, then quickly walked over, hiding the pistol in his cuff without anyone noticing.

"Here, take it, don't make such a low-level mistake next time."

With that said, he stuffed the pistol into the opponent's arms.

The author has something to say: be?There is no word "be" in my dictionary (kimbo)