I Can Solve Cases, And I Have Become A World Treasure (Volumes 6-9)

Chapter 253: The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind

The chef backstage was shocked when he saw a group of guests. After understanding what happened, he made a prompt decision and opened the back kitchen door and the staff passage.

The back kitchen of the Taj Mahal Hotel is an independent space. Once the door is closed, it is easy to ignore it from the outside. This layout is like the hidden space in a horror hiding game.

Chef Orr is serious and mean on the surface, but he is also a practitioner of "customer first" in his heart. Almost as soon as the crisis occurred, he decided to use his own flesh and blood to protect his customers.

"Please come in in an orderly manner, with women and children first, and men at the back." He tried hard to maintain order, speaking in Hindi for the first time and English for the second time.

There were all decent guests present, and everyone tacitly agreed to let the lady holding the skirt and holding the baby with tears in her eyes go first. Soon, the kitchen was filled to capacity. Everyone crouched down in tacit agreement to avoid exposure.

On the other side, the bar was flooded with customers who were fleeing in fear. The bartender who served Jiang Xuelu the cocktail did not hesitate to take up the responsibility of protecting the guests. He quickly threw away the cup and said, "Invite the guests here, hide under the wine bar." In the cellar."

Unfortunately, the kitchen space is limited.

The remaining people could not enter. When everyone was looking at each other, the enemy came in.

Passengers hurriedly took cover, and in the background, there were sounds of "Bang bang! Bang bang!" everywhere.

Feeling frightened, everyone pressed their chests and were too frightened to express their anger. The timid ones could only hold back their frightened tears in their eyes.

It's actually true!

A gunman has entered the hotel! What is going on?

There was a clock hanging on the wall, making a ticking sound. It was now 20:45pm. The gunman walked into the restaurant and the others hid under the tables.

"Ah!!!!"

A man who couldn't avoid being shot was shot. Out of inertia, his body fell forward uncontrollably.

He knocked over the dining room tables, chairs and benches and fell to the floor.

By coincidence, he happened to bump into Zhou Mianyang's table.

Zhou Mianyang knelt down under the table. He saw with his own eyes that the man fell headlong to the ground. His head and face hit the ground heavily and were in close contact with the ground. The man's whole body twitched, and a pool of blood gradually flowed out from under his body.

Some blood splashed onto Zhou Mianyang's face and black-rimmed glasses, and the landing place was not good. Some of it even landed on his eyelashes from his forehead, making it wet and hot.

It would be unbearable for anyone else to witness such a bloody crime scene and see a life fall in front of you at close range. The young man's eyes widened, his mind went blank, and his heart pounded deafeningly.

If his companion hadn't clamped his arm forcefully, Zhou Mianyang would have almost rushed out.

The man fell to the ground, his eyes moving sluggishly and slightly turbid. It is said that the gunshot hit the heart, and the person can still move consciously for a few seconds, not to mention that the place where he was hit was below the heart. The man was obviously still conscious. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Mianyang's young face, and a trace of guilt appeared in his eyes: