The two of them stayed hidden in the corner. Half an hour later, as the guards at the entrance found no suspicious figures, they began to grow impatient.
Leaving two men to guard the entrance, Hei Dao took two others and began searching the street. Their first stop was the hotel directly opposite the airport. Not only was it the closest, but it was also the easiest place to hide.
"They're here!"
Seeing the others charging straight towards them, the two became restless and quickly stood up, heading towards their pre-booked room upstairs.
The chief technician, supporting Lun Si, hurried upstairs. Lun Si's body was still in discomfort, and with each hurried step, a hissing sound escaped his lips. Enduring the pain, their pace didn't falter; in fact, it quickened.
"Sir, do you need my help?"
At this moment, a waiter delivering food saw Lun Si's difficulty moving and offered to help.
"No, no!"
Seeing the waiter approach, the chief technician quickly waved his hand, indicating he didn't need assistance and urging the waiter to leave.
The waiter, seeing this, withdrew his helping hand. He found the two men somewhat strange but thought nothing more of it and continued his work.
A moment later, Hei Dao entered the hotel lobby with his men. The two had just reached the turn of the stairs.
Taking a deep breath, they didn't stop until they reached the room on the second floor and locked the door. Only then did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Sitting on the cheap bed, the chief technician fumbled with his hands and muttered some nonsensical prayers to God.
Unlike him, Lun Si didn't relax. He forced himself to the nearby window, pulled aside a corner of the curtain, and looked outside.
The street was still bustling with people and a constant stream of cars. After a careful observation, he re-drew the curtain. The two remained in the room, not daring to make a sound.
"Sir, are you checking in or..."
Hei Dao and his men entered and glanced around. Their eyes swept over the staircase, and seeing no abnormalities, they didn't linger. They walked out, but before leaving, Hei Dao left one person behind.
"You guard the entrance and observe this area."
"Yes!"
A Song family expert nodded and sat down in the spot the two had just vacated. The vantage point was excellent, perfect for observing this area.
Hei Dao's reason for leaving someone behind was strategic; he also worried that someone might be on the second floor.
This was not China, after all. They couldn't search room by room, as that would invite unnecessary trouble.
"Hmm? One person is missing?"
A moment later, Lun Si pulled aside a corner of the curtain to look outside and was shocked to see that one of the three men with Hei Dao was gone when they left.
"Did they find us?"
"Hey, stop praying and keep an eye on the door."
Noticing something was amiss, Lun Si reached out and called to the chief technician.
Hearing Lun Si's call, the chief technician's face also showed tension. He peered through the peephole.
"What? What is it, Lun Si?"
The chief technician was puzzled by Lun Si's actions and made a gesture of incomprehension with both hands.
"They might have found us."
"Damn it, these Orientals are so vigilant."
Upon hearing that they might have been discovered, the chief technician's breathing clearly quickened.
"I'm not entirely sure, but one of them is missing, and that person hasn't left the hotel yet."
Lun Si shook his head and spoke again.
He wasn't certain either, but the fact that one person was inexplicably left behind was highly suspicious.
The two waited in the room for a while longer, but there was still no movement outside.
As the minutes ticked by, Lun Si began to lose his composure.
"You can move around easily. Go out and see what the situation is outside."
The chief technician, who had been glued to the peephole, paused, looked at Lun Si twice, and then nodded.
If that person remained in the hotel, it would indeed be problematic for them.
Cautiously observing the outside through the peephole, the chief technician opened the door a crack. He looked down the corridor to confirm no one was on the left, then leaned out to look to the right.
Only after confirming the corridor was empty did the chief technician cautiously step out of the room and stand at the turn of the second-floor stairs, peering down towards the stairwell.
He didn't go down. The lobby wasn't very large, and dressed as he was, he would easily be exposed if anyone was in the lobby.
There was no one at the stairwell either, only a local guest from the country of Aus smoking there.
Returning to the room, the chief technician looked at Lun Si. Lun Si shook his head, indicating that the person had not left. Sitting by the window, the chief technician recounted what he had seen to Lun Si.
After discussing it, the two tentatively settled on an idea: the person had likely remained in the lobby on the first floor. They wouldn't be checking into a room, so they were probably downstairs.
Perhaps they realized it was difficult to search them there, so they were keeping watch on them, or perhaps they were monitoring the outside, given the good visibility.
"No, we have to get out of here."
Lun Si said. His plan was to seek help from the Lin family when Lin Yan's car left from here, but if they were guarding the entrance, it would be difficult for them to leave, even if Lin Yan arrived.
The chief technician nodded in agreement. In this situation, if the other party inquired at the front desk, it could also pose a certain danger to them.
The two acted immediately. They pulled off the bedsheets and duvet from the bed and tied them into a thick rope. For them, this was clearly not the first time they had done this; they had escaped from the hospital in the same manner.
Once the rope was tied, the two moved to another window in the room, which led to the back of the hotel.
The chief technician opened the window, tied the rope securely, and let it down.
...
"Excuse me, where is the restroom?"
"Sir, where is the bathroom?"
Facing the Chinese man's very broken question, the receptionist pointed to a corner against the wall on the first floor.
The Song family expert turned to look, put away the gestures he was making, said "3Q," and walked towards the restroom. However, after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something and looked back at the receptionist.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then held back. He wanted to ask the receptionist if there had been any suspicious people around, but his Aus language was too terrible, so he ultimately gave up.
As fate would have it, the only two people among their group who knew Aus language had been drugged, and the rest did not.