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Although his mind was not too agile, his sense of crisis was exceptionally acute.

It was this strong danger perception that allowed him to escape death's pursuit time after time, preserving his rare Resurrection Card.

Oh, except for the last time he was attacked by some moody lunatic with not a trace of malice.

But he managed to survive that time with the help of the Divine Light of the Gambling God.

The male waiter was feeling restless as he watched the two military officers enter the hotel lobby, and then begin instructing guests without rooms to go to the reception lounge one by one for interrogation.

Near the staircase on the right-hand side of the wall, aside from the door leading to the back courtyard of the hotel, there was also a small room for the front desk to take a break.

The celebrities, outwardly indignant and resentful, still clenched their teeth and entered the small dark room one by one.

With the miserable state of the searched guests for comparison, the people in the lobby became much more compliant, thinking that it was just questions being asked, and they could fabricate a few answers anyway.

Then, another guest came rolling out with a bruised face, cursing angrily.

The sight further troubled everyone in the lobby and increased their dissatisfaction.

The sky outside was gradually darkening, and the grand, resplendent crystal chandelier on the ceiling had already started to shine brightly, as the guests trapped in the hotel all afternoon yawned.

Watching the number of interrogated guests dwindling, the male waiter's heart sank deeper and deeper.

No, just waiting like this won't do.

Given the Capital Commandant's earlier action of glancing toward the kitchen, he would surely not forget to search there after he finished questioning these people.

The soldiers on the first floor of the hotel were mostly focused on the crowd, concerned only with the disturbances the guests might cause.

Once they found some free time...

The waiter turned to look at the kitchen, his gaze settling on the partition inside.

That was the compartment for storing frozen goods, where daily supplies were first placed, and the item he was supposed to hand over was also hidden somewhere inside.

Now, it was no longer a matter of finding the liaison.

But whether the goods would still be there after he found the liaison...

The waiter looked up at the ceiling and, seeing no one paying attention to this area, he paused for a moment before turning and entering the kitchen.

Pulling over a chef, he gave his instructions directly, "A guest in room 218 ordered a strong coffee for this time; hurry and make it ready."

His staircase was on the left, so to deliver coffee to room 218, he could just walk straight down the hallway from end to end.

And the hotel's workroom was situated towards the right side.

The male waiter eyed the last guest entering the lounge for questioning, gauging the timing, and hoping the person would cause some trouble to drag out the interrogation.

Unfortunately for him, the man came out quickly and was in one piece.

However, by the time he emerged, the coffee was ready, and the anxious waiter prepared to head upstairs with it.

Just then, as he was about to go up the stairs, Capital Commandant Yīn, who followed out, suddenly caught a glimpse of his ascending figure.

"Wait a moment,"

a voice rang out, low and indifferent.

It traveled across the expansive lobby, over the distance of the long reception counter, and reached the ears of the male waiter whose left foot was on the stair tread.

His figure stiffened abruptly.

The Capital Commandant strode over, expressionless, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Instantly, all eyes in the lobby turned to them.

The waiter, relishing the attention, tried to remain composed as he turned around and said, "A guest in room 218 ordered a cup of coffee to be brought over during the evening."

Hearing this, the aide-de-camp, who had been looking on as if watching a show, suddenly had a moment of piercing sharpness in his gaze, sizing him up with a strange smile.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The male waiter's sense of crisis intensified.

The Capital Commandant narrowed his eyes, "Room 218? Oh, which guest is staying there?"

Why is this guy asking in so much detail!

The male waiter slowly began, "It's..."

The next moment, the hotel's main door was suddenly opened from the outside.

It was an officer with an anxious expression on his face.

The abrupt change of events caused the male waiter to promptly shut his mouth and cast a curious glance over, while at the same time, everyone in the lobby also shifted their attention.

After all, the door had finally been opened.

The officer whispered a few words to the secretary, who glanced at the hefty telephone in his arms, and then quickly walked towards the Capital Commandant.

While the secretary whispered, the adjutant conscientiously edged closer to eavesdrop.

After listening, the Capital Commandant, whose face was usually as expressionless as if suffering from facial paralysis, showed emotion; he frowned in displeasure, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

But under the secretary's anxious gaze, he still extended his hand towards him.

The secretary hurriedly transferred the telephone from the officer's hands to his own, dragging the heavy desktop phone and obligingly handed the receiver to the Capital Commandant.

The Capital Commandant held the receiver to his ear and said, "General."

Guests in the lobby watched the scene with eager eyes.

Some political celebrities revealed expressions boding ill, talking in low, satisfied murmurs among themselves.

After all, a military lockdown of a five-star hotel was big news; surely the outside world was already aware. If it had been just a short time, it might be dismissed, but they had been trapped all afternoon, and now, even at nightfall, no one had been released.

The members of Parliament certainly would not let the matter rest.

Even if they could not issue a direct command to the military, they could still exert pressure, especially since so many people of status were trapped inside the hotel.

Then, the Capital Commandant who was on the phone once again reverted to his expressionless state, listening without any visible emotion to the instructions from the receiver.

Finally, he slammed the receiver onto the desktop phone with a "snap."

The secretary holding the device trembled.

The adjutant, who had overheard the gist, spread his hands and said, "Ah, there's nothing we can do, the old guys at Parliament always like to hinder us with expenses."

The Capital Commandant said nothing, but coldly glanced over at the people in the hall who were taking delight in the misfortune of others.

Suddenly, several of them who had been smirking with self-satisfaction a moment before instantly changed their expressions, averting their gaze and pretending as if they had done nothing.

After all, they were still under someone else's roof, so they might as well keep their heads down for the time being.

Otherwise, what if they were carried out sideways?

The Capital Commandant looked towards the adjutant and said, "From the people who were interrogated in the lobby just now, pick a few who are clean and let them out first."

The adjutant raised an eyebrow, "Just a few? Are you referring to only those specially named by Parliament?"

"In batches," was the brief reply from the Capital Commandant.

Moreover, those released in batches had to be completely free of suspicion; otherwise, if a spy was truly mixed among them, once they got out, finding them again would be exceedingly difficult.

The adjutant couldn't help but complain, "Parliament really doesn't grasp the situation, they can even relax during such a major incident as military secrets being stolen. If they knew the maps have been taken by the enemy, it would be a disaster for the entire sector thirteen!"

The Capital Commandant remained silent, but his expression shifted slightly again, the impatience and sharpness in his eyes nearly spilling out.

Therefore, the people in the lobby dared not provoke him at this time, especially since they were about to be let out.

But just at that moment, an unexpected development arose once more!

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The crystal chandelier on the ceiling went out, and even the entire hotel was plunged into darkness without warning!

Is this... a power outage?!

In an instant, amidst the darkness, many people's eyes flickered, and a different kind of emotion rolled in their eyes. Amidst the sudden blackout, various thoughts began to breed!