After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Late at night, in the swimming pool, a figure leaned against the wall trembling slightly.

Murong Qiao huddled into a ball, but even so, he could feel the energy in his body draining as the temperature dropped.

"Heh..." She let out a breath slowly.

Wearing only a swimsuit that is so thin that it can only serve as a cover, and coupled with a power outage, it is not an exaggeration to say that the current situation is even worse.

Murong Qiao didn't know how long it had been since he was locked in the swimming pool.

After realizing that someone had deliberately locked the door, she gave up on unlocking it and searched the entire space she was in.

The main entrance and the locker room door were locked, and that was the only exit. Other than that, there was only a huge swimming pool and a toilet to solve physiological problems.

She also considered the emergency distress signal equipment in the swimming pool, but the other party obviously wanted this too, and cut off the backup power supply as well, not giving Murong Qiao this chance.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but Murong Qiao always felt very cold, and her hands and feet were a little weak.

"I can't stay like this any longer." She suddenly said, as if reminding herself.

Murong Qiao pinched himself fiercely on the arm, using this method to forcibly cheer himself up, and then got up.

It's too passive to stay here and wait for rescue, and if she just sits and waits until the next day, her physical condition will only get worse.

Slap. Slap.

Murong Qiao walked around the swimming pool with bare feet and made noises. In the empty and frightening environment, he seemed a little intrusive.

There is no light source, except for the area near the window, everything can only be groped by yourself.

Murong Qiao was patient, and searched the areas that she had checked once again, and she didn't want to let go of even the slightest possibility of getting out.

Probably feeling Murong Qiao's survival instinct that was strongly calling out from the bottom of her heart, she finally found a vent in the toilet.

"Boom!" There was a landing sound.

Murong Qiao jumped up tentatively to reach the vent.

The vent is at a height of about two meters. It is not a fan, but a small window is open to form a channel for ventilation with the outside world. It looks small and narrow, and it does not seem to be able to pass through. look.

Up to now, Murong Qiao has no other way, and her only hope is pinned on this small vent. She visually judged the size of the vent, and reckoned that she should be able to give it a try if she squeezed it a little.

But now, she needs to reach the vent first.

"Da da da--"

The sound of water droplets.

It's very subtle, but Murong Qiao was attracted when he was thinking about it.

She turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw that the faucet of the sink was dripping.

Murong Qiao's eyes lit up.

She is not tall enough, but with the height of the sink, standing on it, she can almost touch the vent.

Just do what you say, Murong Qiao took a look around and climbed up the sink first.

She is light in weight and flexible in her hands and feet. She stood on the sink facing the vent in two or three steps, and then stretched out her hand to reach it.

"Hiss—" Murong Qiao cried out in pain.

She hooked her hand to the edge of the vent that was far away from her, trying to borrow some strength, but in the end she pressed something sharp, as if it was stuck in the palm of her hand, and the pain was severe.

So far, it can't be done without success.

Murong Qiao resisted the pain, frowned and leaned his body towards the vent, tilted his body, looking for a suitable angle, and squeezed out with a sigh of relief.

At this time, she was extremely thankful that her figure was slightly petite, and even though it was painful and oppressive, Murong Qiao barely squeezed it out.

But in the next second, she was too happy, she fell out of the vent and fell firmly to the ground.

The pain was really painful, but fortunately, after lying on her stomach for a while, she felt a little better, and got up to look around.

Outside the vent is a seemingly abandoned corridor, because a lot of debris has accumulated here to occupy the space, and most of the places are covered with dust visible to the naked eye. It can be seen that no one has been here for a while.

Murong Qiao grinned, not knowing whether it was pain or a smile, but his expression looked worse, the color of his lips faded, and the symptoms of weakness in his hands and feet began to become obvious.

The corridor is not very spacious, and you can reach the end after just a little exploration. The doors at both ends are locked, and the associated rooms are also used for storing sundries.

There was one thing that caught Murong Qiao's attention, and that was the stairs leading to the second floor at the end.

She remembered that the structure of the second floor was simple, there was no other place except for the audience, and there must be an exit leading to the gate.

Thinking of this, Murong Qiao perked up a little and headed towards the second floor.

Indeed, Feng Xinyao kept secrets and locked the first floor but not the second floor, probably because she decided that Murong Qiao couldn't get out of the swimming pool, so she just left.

Her laxity just gave Murong Qiao a little hope.

Murong Qiao successfully arrived at the main entrance of the swimming pool this time. Looking at the dark night outside, she was only one step away from escaping.

The door, which could be locked by the staff, cut off the possibility of going out directly.

"Tsk." Murong Qiao looked at the lock with dissatisfaction. It was the kind used for sliding doors, and it could be locked after winding a few times.

She pushed the door tentatively, trying to see if she could squeeze through it, but found that it didn't work.

Obviously the vent thing won't happen a second time.

She sighed helplessly, turned to rest on the chair by the door for a while, and began to contemplate whether there were other escape routes.

But before she could think about it, she heard the sound of footsteps gradually approaching here.

The person who came was Huo Yichen.

He and Murong Chuan determined the search direction from south to north, and hurried to the swimming pool to find someone.

As a result, before he reached the door, he saw a white figure at the door of the swimming pool, which seemed to be a person.

He speeded up his feet, and when he walked over, his probing eyes collided with Murong Qiao's looking over.

"I'm fine." Murong Qiao said.

Seeing Huo Yichen's nervous expression, she quickly explained the situation.

At the same time, being able to see Huo Yichen at this time, Murong Qiao's heart, which was still thinking about how to escape, also settled down.

But Huo Yichen has keen observation skills, and with the light of the phone, he can clearly see Murong Qiao's state at the moment.

He frowned even tighter, and Murong Qiao's cheeks flushed sickly, as if he had a fever, especially when he was only wearing a swimsuit.

Without saying a word, Huo Yichen took off his clothes and gave them to Murong Qiao.

"Put it on first." He regretted that he didn't wear thicker clothes.

The windbreaker carried his body temperature, and after the quilt was put on Murong Qiao's body, at least it could play a role.

"I stayed on duty at night and was trapped in the swimming pool..."

There's nothing to be vague about right now. After quickly describing what happened to her, she also talked about the power outage.

As soon as he heard that someone had deliberately locked Murong Qiao in the swimming pool, Huo Yichen suddenly felt murderous, but after his eyes touched her sickly flushed cheeks, he shifted his thoughts to the important point in front of him.

The most urgent task is to rescue people first.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the desire to kill the person who locked the door immediately in his heart, reminding himself all the time that the most important thing now is to take Murong Qiao to the hospital.

He stared at the door for a moment, then looked around, and slowly settled on the chair for people to rest outside the door.