Chapter 8: The Bomb is a Brick

"A bomb?" Wumao's words finished, and they scared not only Samuel Ross but also Yusuf Zuck and the others quite a bit. They knew that this was the headquarters of a subsidiary of Fengdu Group, with both Chinese and Western restaurants and a five-star hotel within. Most importantly, it was located inside the Second Ring Road in the capital city. Although the group didn't understand business matters, they knew well that if news of a bomb in a hotel spread, who would dare to stay there?

"Notify all security guards to assemble immediately, fast…" Cold sweat streamed down Samuel Ross's forehead. Should an incident truly occur in the hotel, the consequences could range from a decline in business to the worst-case scenario of shutting down and dismissing employees.

Floyd Hart, Benedict Cooke, and Wumao also ran out swiftly. At this moment, bereft of any ideas on how to handle the situation, they could only follow Samuel Ross's orders.

Yusuf Zuck followed them out of the gym, and as they fled the facility, the hotel lobby was already in chaos. Whether guests or employees, everyone was rushing to get out. Numerous bomb squad officers were maintaining order, and outside, there were at least twenty police cars with police dogs, bomb disposal experts, and others converging on the scene.

"Who's the head of security? Who is it?" Several police officers strode towards them, noticing their security uniforms.

"Comrade police officer, I'm Samuel Ross, the head of security at Fengdu, and a former soldier. Please, give me your orders!" Samuel Ross didn't hesitate, knowing that in this critical moment, as the head of security, he couldn't fail.

The police officer, who appeared to be from the police precinct, shook hands with Samuel Ross and said, "Alright, we won't waste any words. Organize your team, take our people, and start a floor-by-floor search from the top floor and the ground floor. Of course, your job is simply to guide us."

"Okay, no problem. We will follow your command!" Samuel Ross responded loudly.

A "ding" sound rang out just then as the staff elevator going directly to the top floor buzzed. The elevator door opened, and several women and men were seen helping Ruth Wilcox, the beautiful CEO, out.

Indeed, they were supporting her as they exited.

"Business competition, it's commercial conspiracy, despicable, vile, and sordid," Ruth Wilcox's face was pale, not from fright but from anger. When the police informed her of the bomb in the hotel, her immediate thought was that it was an act of business competition, a malicious report from a competitor, aimed at paralyzing her Fengdu Group's hotels and restaurants and preventing them from recovering any time soon.

"My dear CEO Wilcox, you finally came down. Go and stay in the police car outside; we'll handle this!" The precinct chief approached Ruth Wilcox with a volunteering smile on his face, a bitter laugh in his expression.

"Chief Long, this is a clear case of malicious business competition. You must help me find the mastermind behind this, or this matter won't end!" Ruth Wilcox knew the precinct chief, and they seemed to be quite familiar with each other.

Chief Long nodded solemnly, "Rest assured, we're already investigating."

Reassured by Chief Long's response, Ruth Wilcox's face softened a bit. She nodded to him and said, "Mm, thank you, Uncle Long. I'm so furious."

Chief Long chuckled, "Get out quickly. Regardless of whether it's real or fake, we have to conduct a thorough search. It's not safe here."

"Mm, I'll wait outside for your results," Ruth Wilcox replied before walking away.

However, she hadn't taken many steps before she caught sight of Yusuf Zuck at the stairwell corner, and when Yusuf Zuck saw her look his way, he immediately turned and headed upstairs!

Ruth Wilcox's heart skipped a beat. This Yusuf Zuck, he hadn't gone to the hospital and had ignored her words completely!

"Just you wait, you'll get what's coming to you!" Ruth Wilcox muttered under her breath. She didn't call out to Yusuf Zuck, for now was not the time to lash out at him with so many people around. She decided to settle the score with him after the situation had calmed down.

"No hospital visit, then return the money!" Ruth Wilcox made a snap decision. She had given him ten thousand yuan for a medical check-up, and since he chose not to go, he should return the money. Once she asked for the money back, he would have to go, right?

Unaware of the beautiful CEO's thoughts, Yusuf Zuck took advantage of the chaos to head to the second floor alone.

As a hotel security guard, he had a duty to maintain the safety and order of the hotel. Moreover, he was someone who remembered kindness and sought to repay it. After all, CEO Wilcox had given him ten thousand yuan that morning. So, for that ten thousand, he felt obliged to help CEO Wilcox this time.

Of course, he now had the ability to help her because he possessed telekinesis, a kind of expansion of perception that others did not have.

A fifteen-meter radius of telekinetic perception was his current maximum range, which meant that within fifteen meters around him, in every direction, everything would become clear to his telekinetic sense.

Even if he stood outside a door, he could still see what was inside using his telekinesis.

"Phew~" He was running swiftly through the restaurant on the second floor, and as his telekinesis scanned the area, he saw everything clearly beneath tables, in the corners, and even inside the trash bins.

It took him only a dozen seconds to rule out the second-floor Western restaurant; then he continued to walk through the hallway without stopping. In less than a minute, the entire second floor was cleared.

The third and fourth floors housed the busiest Chinese restaurants, usually packed with people.

The fifth floor featured the hotel's swimming pool. The sixth held the bowling alley, and guest rooms started from the seventh floor onward.

Yusuf Zuck believed that if there really were a bomb, the most likely place it could be hidden was on the third floor, as the Chinese restaurant there had too many people coming and going, which would make it easier for the perpetrator to plant the device.

When he reached the third floor, he found it deserted. He strode directly into the main hall of the restaurant, his telekinetic reach enveloping everything within a fifteen-meter radius.

"Hm, what's that?" Just as he had activated his telekinesis, he immediately spotted a canvas tote under one of the tables, and inside the bag was something that resembled a tightly bound explosive package!

"That's it!" Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath as he focused his telekinesis on the interior of the suspected bomb package.

"Damn, bricks, shit!" Yusuf Zuck cursed loudly out of frustration and rushed under the table to pick up the canvas bag.

"No, this isn't right. If I pick up this bag, there'll be trouble. The police will do some kind of fingerprint testing; I'd better call the captain." Yusuf Zuck suddenly remembered that his interference could hinder the police investigation, as the scene would be compromised, so he immediately took out his phone and called Samuel Ross: "Captain, I've found a suspicious object on the third-floor restaurant. You should have the police uncles come take a look."

"What? Wait there, don't touch anything!" Samuel Ross shouted through the phone.

Yusuf Zuck casually hung up the phone and took out a cigarette to smoke.

In less than a minute, bomb disposal officers and experts swiftly made their way to the third floor. When they saw a security guard boldly sitting in the restaurant, smoking, they were almost scared to death.

Wasn't this security guard inordinately courageous? If the bomb were to go off at that moment, wouldn't his life be over?

"Don't move... Where's the suspicious object?" two police officers in thick bomb disposal suits entered and Yusuf Zuck could not even see their faces clearly. These were the real bomb disposal experts.

"Here, there's something tied up in the bag, looks like an explosive package, hehe," Yusuf Zuck giggled foolishly.

"You... get out, quickly." The two bomb disposal experts immediately crouched down carefully, and Yusuf Zuck opened his mouth, wanting to tell them about the bricks inside. But after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything. It wouldn't be good to stir up trouble.

However, what he did not expect was that even though he hadn't mentioned the bricks, he was still in trouble. After leaving the restaurant, two police officers asked him to follow them, and he noticed a look of suspicion in their eyes.

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