"Elevator..." Qiao Yimo swallowed her saliva and forced herself to calm down, trying hard to recall, saying, "It seems to be on the 10th floor."
"No, it might be the 11th floor." She was unsure, then recalled again, confirmed, "It's the 10th floor! When the elevator numbers reached the 10th floor, I heard a rumbling sound inside the elevator shaft, and the display screen on the left side of the elevator stopped at the 10th floor indicators for more than ten seconds before it started moving. After that, the elevator buttons wouldn't respond."
10th floor...
This hotel has a total of 66 floors, and the 10th floor is definitely not a good number.
Qiao Yimo saw the man's face change unpredictably before her, holding her breath.
She vaguely felt as though she had gotten involved in something, but she didn't dare to ask, could only try her best to truthfully say what she knew.
"So, it should be on the 10th floor."
The more she spoke, the more certain she became.
