Trafford’s Trading Club

He said he went to the bathroom to touch up his makeup, but the foreign young man who later said he went to the bathroom to wash his face has not come back yet.

The female guard now knew how to pour some water for Luo Qiu and Song Ying.

The guard room seemed a little quiet.

Song Ying, who was bored, covered her lips and yawned, probably because she was too bored. She casually picked up the things on the table and took a look at them.

This seems to be the lost property list filled out by the foreign young man: a cup of emerald green ring.

It seems that among the many accessories, rings have the highest rate of loss... Song Ying didn't think much about it, and then casually glanced at the contact name written by the foreign young man.

It was actually written in cursive script, and it was written very beautifully. Song Ying couldn't help but look at it twice more, and started reading: "Agu...Mos...Amadei...Si? Mo...Za special?"

Song Ying yawned again and tried to finish reading coherently: "Agumos Amadeus Mozart... I hate such long names the most."

Luo Qiu suddenly glanced over at this moment.

Song Ying shrugged, put down the information, and then glanced at the two idle guards next to her, as if to say: I didn't deliberately look at other people's things, they just put them here casually.

Luo Qiu smiled.

Song Ying glared, then suddenly moved her stool over and joked: "That guy just said he was a composer, and his surname is Mozart. Could he be a descendant of Mozart?"

Of course she was just joking. After all, even people with the same name and surname can be drawn out a lot more than saying they have the same surname.

"What if it's true?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked.

"If it's true..." Song Ying was stunned. Although she had asked such a question, she had not thought about what to do if it was true.

People are often like this. They are very curious about a question and make assumptions, but they never think about what should happen after the assumptions.

"have no idea!"

Song Ying subconsciously said: "Even if Mozart really appeared in front of me, nothing would happen...I'm not a fan of his."

"How about you go back to the hotel first." Luo Qiu suddenly said: "I'm not too tired yet, it doesn't matter if I stay a little longer."

"Are you... caring about me?" Song Ying looked at Luo Qiu coldly.

"Is there any problem?" Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

Song Ying was startled, and then suddenly she slapped Luo Qiu's face with both hands. This was not considered a slap, it could only be regarded as clamping Luo Qiu's face with both hands, "Thank you very much, I'm still very energetic."

Luo Qiu blinked, probably because he didn't understand Song Ying's behavior at this moment, and was a little surprised. When he was about to say something, a loud noise suddenly came from outside.

It was really a deafening sound, especially in this deserted airport terminal late at night.

And along with this loud noise, there is also the piercing sound of the alarm bell!

"Is it a bomb..." Song Ying suddenly stood up and frowned.

The two guards were frantically calling the airport's front desk, intending to inquire about the situation. But Paul was squatting directly under the table, covering his ears, and looking very scared.

Luo Qiu was thoughtful.

Soon, the guard man learned about the situation from the airport reception desk and told everyone: "There was an unexplained explosion in the men's restroom on this floor. The airport's special police have been dispatched! If you can, please come with us." A safe place, right? Now we have to completely block all entrances and exits. Because we don’t know yet whether the same situation will occur in other places or whether there are dangerous people causing damage. Please forgive me!"

Is this really something that can't be helped?

Song Ying was on the phone to contact Song Haoran who was in the hotel, and nodded towards Luo Qiu. At the same time, she walked to the door of the guard room and looked at the situation in front and back of the corridor.

Paul still crouched under the table in panic.

Luo Qiu pushed the chair away, squatted in front of Paul, and suddenly said: "Do you still want to stay here? If you want to go back, you can do it now."

Paul slowly opened his eyes. The child's eyes were obviously very frightened, and he said with a cry: "Mom..."

"Okay." Luo Qiu nodded, then stretched out his hand.

Paul hesitated for a moment, then finally let go of his ears and placed his palm on Luo Qiu's hand. Luo Qiu smiled, then pulled Paul out from under the table, picked him up, and began to pack Paul's things.

Drawing book and crayon bag.

"Don't worry about that, take shelter first!" Song Ying hurriedly called at the door. She had not made any calls. She had obviously already contacted the Song family. At this time, there were two people wearing black clothes outside the door. man in suit.

These are the 'bodyguards' accompanying the Song family. They are all carefully selected guys from the Song family's village. As for why these two people suddenly appeared, there is no need to think too much.

They probably followed Song Ying and Luo Qiu to take care of them after seeing them 'acting privately'.

Luo Qiu put Paul's schoolbag on his back and walked out with the child in his arms, saying calmly: "Let's go."

The two bodyguards of the Song family were standing next to Luo Qiu and Song Ying one after the other. At the same time, they looked at the front and back with stern eyes. This made the two guards in the guard room marvel.

Could this man and woman be a young master or a young lady?

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After pouring cold water on his face several times, Agumos took a deep breath, wiped his face, and then looked at himself in the mirror.

But in my mind I still keep thinking about the song that kid Paul hummed.

It's really lingering... It's not a creative reason to relieve myself. But if that's not the reason, then where did this song that is more complete than the Siren that I wrote come from? of?

Could it be said that someone else wrote it earlier than me and it is still exactly the same, but I plagiarized it?

How ridiculous!

Agumos took another deep breath... His family was a bit special. His brother was a genius in the eyes of his family. It took him several months to practice a proficient piece of music, but his brother only needed a few days.

In the eyes of his family, his brother is exactly like the living ancestor. The family has high hopes... No matter how hard I try, I can only stand behind my family and look at my brother who seems to be the center of the world.

Agumos thought he would be like this for the rest of his life. However, his brother, who was as bright as a star, suddenly gave up music and became an archeology practitioner, using his almost perfect hands to dig out the earth's hidden treasures. soil.

Those hands, which are like God's masterpiece, should be jumping on the black and white keys... Mother will always nag sadly like this.

Archeology is archeology.

Agumos feels that at least he has never given up on music, but his family has never recognized his talent... He is a person without talent.

But Agumos never gave up. He wanted to prove that even if he was not on par with his genius brother, at least he still had talent.

This song was the work he used to prove himself. He had been writing it for nearly two years. Although the progress was slow, every note and every section was a reflection of all his hard work.

Now he is told that this song has existed for a long time, and Agumos's painstaking work is completely a joke?

Unless he had always grown up in a good family environment, I'm afraid he could no longer stand the stimulation and went crazy. Of course, it's not much better now.

Joan, Agumos thought of the woman he liked. It was she who gave him the inspiration to create this song...she could always give him peace.

Agumos picked up the phone at this time, just outside the bathroom door.

This should be the closest bathroom after coming out of the guard room, but Agumos didn't meet Joan on the way here... Maybe she hasn't come out yet?

But what surprised Agumos was that the phone had been ringing for a long time and no one answered it. Agumos, who was sensitive to sounds, did not hear the ringing tone of the phone coming from the women's restroom.

"It's strange, has he already gone back? He couldn't have gone to the other side, right?" Agumos muttered doubtfully.

"Agumos!"

At this moment, he heard Qiao An's voice. It was Qiao An's voice, but there seemed to be something vaguely different.

Although he had doubts in his heart, what Agumos turned around and saw was indeed Qiao An.

"How did you..." Agumos opened his mouth slightly, and there was always a weird feeling in his heart that he couldn't express, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.

"What's wrong?" Joan looked at Agumos in confusion, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Oh...it's nothing." Agumos shook his head, thinking that maybe it was because that piece of music made him care too much. At this moment, he was feeling restless, so he tried to calm down, "I'm probably a little tired. After all, it was such a long flight.”

Perhaps, you should find out the origin of this song from that kid Paul... At least, at least if someone has really written a song with the same idea as yourself, let yourself know it.

"Maybe you are really too tired," Qiao An reached out and grabbed Agumos's hand, blinked and asked, "Is it really okay?"

Agumos smiled slightly to comfort him, and at the same time looked nervously before and after, "Didn't you say that you can't be too intimate in a Gonggong place?"

"No one! Fool!" Qiao An rolled his eyes at Agumos with an angry look at him. "I didn't even bring an assistant this time. I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm too nervous." Agumos smiled bitterly.

He and Qiao An got to know each other, and then fell in love now. There were many twists and turns in the process. Up to now, the two of them still have a pure relationship.

Because Qiao An is indeed a devout believer and will resist certain behaviors before marriage.

"How about we leave now." Qiao An suddenly said at this time: "After all, there are many people here, and if you stay too long, there will be problems... I don't know if there are paparazzi ambushing nearby. "

"Oh, that's really a bad thing." Agumos also agrees that it is a commonplace for celebrities to be secretly photographed and followed.

"But what about the child in the guard room?" Agumos worried at this time: "If we don't clarify, God knows whether those two guards will tell nonsense, and there are a bunch of young men and women who don't know them. ...After all, your identity has been exposed."

"You are stupid! This child has been handed over to the guards. If his parents come to claim it, won't everything be clarified?" Qiao An said angrily.

"That's true." Agumos nodded, and suddenly said: "But what about the ring?"

"As for the ring, I have already found it." Qiao An raised his palm at this time and saw a green ring on the middle finger of his right hand. "It seems that it is still destined to me. , I just picked it up while on the road!"

"It would be nice if I could get it back." Agumos nodded, but he was not as happy as he imagined... because he had no reason to stay.

Then you can't find the true meaning of that piece of music.

"You... still seem unhappy?" Qiao An lowered his head and looked up. "Isn't this ring a very important gift from your brother?"

"No, you are overthinking it." Agumos smiled, "Then let's go!"

Bang! ! !

There was a loud bang, then a shrill alarm.

Qiao An suddenly turned around and glanced in horror, but there was no one in the passage at this time. Qiao An suddenly took a few steps back and grabbed Agumos's hand, "Let's go..."

"Walk?"

Qiao An quickly said: "Didn't this trigger the alarm? Something might go wrong and it's no longer safe. Don't we have to leave first?"

"That's right..." Agumos nodded.

The two of them walked quickly to the arrivals hall, and on the way they gradually saw passengers rushing out of other passages. An announcement calling for passengers to evacuate was sounded in the corridor.

Joan and Agumos quickly joined the crowd, and then came to the arrival hall and the pick-up area for checked luggage.

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It hurts...it hurts! !

Han Bingjiang got up with difficulty and shook his head. He just remembered being knocked unconscious.

And the person who took action was actually the female star Qiao An.

Han Bingjiang subconsciously wanted to rub the place where he was hit, but at this moment, he suddenly found something in his hand. He looked down and saw that it was a silver fork.

A fork for eating Western food.

The fork was covered in red blood!

Han Bingjiang was so frightened that he threw the fork on the ground for a moment, but this was not what frightened Han Bingjiang the most!

What frightened him the most was that in the men's bathroom, right next to where he got up, there was a woman's body sitting against the wall!

With blood all over her body, she might have died from excessive blood loss... And her face was peeled off directly, but her eyes were not closed.

'She'... her eyelidless eyes were staring at Han Bingjiang, as if 'she' was not dead at all!

Han Bingjiang fell to the ground again in panic!