828: Not Have Strong Enough Influence

Not Have Strong Enough Influence

"I'd like to see the security cameras in this hotel, but the hotel staff said that I don't have the authority to do so without police intervention," Mu Yazhe said.2

Chen Wei nodded. "So Chairman Mu wanted to look at the security footage; leave it to me! I'll make the necessary arrangements pronto."

With that said, he adjusted his expression and walked up to the front desk. He had on a stern look that a chief police officer should have.

Mu Xi stood by the side, undoubtedly a little stumped.

It was no wonder people would tussle for power and fame.

In retrospect, when she was imploring in every possible way at the front desk, the receptionist evaded her requests with minimal words.

When she called the police, not one policeman was dispatched!

Now?

In all honesty, it was just because she did not have strong enough influence!

At this moment, the front-desk clerk was already promptly making calls, requesting for the lobby manager to head over.

With the chief police officer stepping forward, the rest of the problem would be easier to settle.

The control room was on the second floor. Thus, like stars crowding around the moon, a row of people escorted Mu Yazhe to the elevator.

As they passed by the elevator entrance, the front-desk staff noticed that one of the elevators was not operational. She wondered, "Did this elevator break down?"

"Break down? Why would it break down?"

Embarrassed, the lobby manager immediately stepped forward to give it a try. It had indeed malfunctioned. "Get someone to fix this at sunrise."

Youyou furrowed his brows and suddenly questioned, "Could… mommy be trapped in the elevator?"

Mu Xi was stunned for a moment. This was indeed a possibility!

"Think about it; we can't connect to mommy's phone no matter what, and there's usually no signal in elevators."

The boy made the analysis calmly.

At the side, the humiliated lobby manager replied, "How can that be? If there's someone stuck in the elevator, somebody will surely notice it! There's always a staff member working in the control room around the clock."

"Perhaps, the staff member in the control room is dozing off like the receptionist at the front desk?" Youyou retorted.

The face of the front-desk clerk reddened.

The lobby manager glared at her menacingly, but he still tried to salvage the situation. "No, our staff won't dare! Why don't we just go in the control room, then we will know?"

Alas, when they got near the control room entrance, all they saw were four security guards, with faces full of rigor, playing cards at a corner.

Instead of saying that they were playing cards, it would be more accurate to say that they were gambling.

The lobby manager exploded with anger and bellowed, "It's still the working hours; what are you all doing?!"

The four men were startled. They turned their heads around, only to find a group of people with magnificent auras surrounding them. They stood up in haste and awkwardly tried to mediate the situation.

The lobby manager wanted to berate them further, but Mu Yazhe swept his gaze over to the chief police officer, who immediately understood his intentions and said hurriedly, "Let's stop wasting time; we need to find her urgently!"

"To the computer room!"

The computer room, which was very small, was cluttered with machines. Following the chief inspector and Mu Xi, the man carried his son inside.

Just as they entered, Youyou's gaze swept across all the screens. He abruptly paled in shock and pointed at one of the screens. "It's mommy!"

Everyone turned to look in the direction that he was pointing. On the monitor, in the small cramped elevator was Yun Shishi, wrapped in Gu Xingze's arms; both were huddled in a corner.

She was obviously in a poor mental state. Despite the blurry security footage, they could still see her dispirited and listless expression.

With a start, Mu Yazhe walked to the monitor. His thin lips were pressed into a cold line as his icy eyes swept across those behind him.

His gaze was cold and terrifying!

The lobby manager, who was standing behind him, went weak in the knees and knelt on the floor.

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