With a sudden drift, Chu Qing parked the car in front of the gate of Zui Sheng Meng Death's headquarters, opened the door and got out. Twenty-five minutes was just the right time, and Chu Qing had no time to pay attention to the golden signboard of Zui Sheng Meng Death.
I didn't bother to take another look at those majestic marble pillars. Those things were not enough to captivate Chu Qing's eyes. Stepping through the door of Zui Sheng Meng Shi, someone immediately came up to entertain you.
"Sir, cars are not allowed to be parked anywhere. If it is inconvenient for you, we can do it for you. Please give us the car keys." A doorman said politely.
"No need." Chu Qing was in a bad mood, and her words were inevitably a little excessive.
While talking, Chu Qing took out his cell phone and called his elder sister again. The woman who answered the phone was: "Are you here?"
"Well, where are you?" Chu Qing looked around at the magnificent front hall. At this time, a group of security guards had already surrounded Chu Qing.
"Your sister will be fine for the time being, but why did you block the door of my small building with your car? Be obedient and park the car." There was no emotion or anger in the man's voice.
Chu Qing recalled that when he first entered the door, he raised his head and glanced at the building that reached into the sky. Can this be called a small building? Then the place where he lives is not a doghouse.
Chu Qing didn't ask this question. If he had asked it, the answer would have been: yes. Also, in less than three minutes from when Chu Qing entered the house to now, that person already knew his situation very well. It seemed that that person's status in Zui Sheng Meng Death was not low.
Chu Qing's pupils shrank, and he threw the car keys to the doorman and the big hand surrounding him, and then looked at the monitor closest to him on the wall on the right. He believed that that person must be watching him in the monitoring room.
"Very good, now you take the elevator and come to the 67th floor. I have already said hello and no one will stop you."
Chu Qing took a deep look at the monitor. It felt bad to be led by the nose. The phone in his hand was like a trap around his neck, leading him to a bigger trap. .
Chu Qing had no choice. After searching for the elevator entrance in the lobby, he started walking towards the elevator entrance.
"No, it's not this one. This one can't even go up to the 30th floor." Just when Chu Qing was about to walk into one of the elevators, a notification tone came from the phone.
Chu Qing could only stand there and wait for the man's next instructions.
"left,"
"Hey, yes, yes, keep walking."
"Stop, turn right, this is the one in front of you."
Chu Qing looked at the elevator in front of him that required fingerprint input to open. He looked at the surveillance camera and gave the man a look like you are playing with me.
There was a burst of teasing laughter from the phone, followed by the person's frivolous comment: "You are so cute!"
This was the most insulting compliment Chu Qing had ever heard. After the man finished speaking, the elevator door opened. It seemed that this elevator could be controlled remotely. Before Chu Qing stepped in, he hesitated slightly.
If the mobile phone was just a snare around his neck, then entering this elevator meant that he really put his life in the hands of others.
At the height of sixty floors, as the elevator fell freely and hit the ground, Chu Qing could almost imagine how ugly his death would be.
This thought flashed through Chu Qing's mind. The next moment, Chu Qing had already stepped into the elevator, because his sister was still waiting for him. Looking at the elevator, the numbers on the display screen kept beating, and the number on Chu Qing's chest was Mask tattoos, a squirm, all he was ready for.