"What should we do next?"
Qiao Peimu looked at Zhou Yingting and asked. He knew about the situation in the safety corridor; Zhou Yingting had mentioned it to him.
Every day when they descended from there, there were footsteps behind them.
Those footsteps were definitely not anything good, and he was worried that when the time came, Zhou Yingting would be in danger.
But the problem is, given the current situation, Zhou Yingting can't go back early; the elevator is completely locked.
"I'm wondering how those guys upstairs on the fourth floor manage to return to the fourth floor."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yingting thought about it and said.
"Regardless, the hotel's rules can't solely target us and not those things, right?"
What Zhou Yingting said made Qiao Peimu and the others fall into contemplation.
Everyone thought carefully but couldn't come up with anything.
