章 897: I smell blood (2)

Fifteen minutes ago. 

"Where is Master Jin though?" Mo Qiang who was surveying the pit stepped out of it and looked around. Strictly speaking, Jin Weimin should have been back by now but somehow, he was still missing. "Is he creating a new waterfall? Where did he get so much water from? I don't think, even I have it."

Yi Yazhu and the camerawoman: (•ؔʶ̷ ˡ̲̮ ؔʶ̷)

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She turned around and looked at Yi Yazhu before asking, "Did he return to the shooting location?" 

In response to her question, Yi Yazhu shook her head and said, "No, I don't think I have seen him. He went missing ever since he went to relieve himself." 

As soon as these words fell, Yi Yazhu, Mo Qiang and the two members of the production team suddenly felt that there was something wrong. How come Jin Weimin, who went to relieve himself, did not come back even though it had been more than four hours?