Qianxun’s body suddenly began to lean over the railing, much like a car veering off track.
But in this casino, the height of the hall was nearly ten meters, and the vertical height of the stairs was over five meters.
And now, Qianxun’s body was beginning to lean out over the railing from a height of more than four meters above the ground.
With the speed at which her body was sliding out, if she were to fall to the ground, she would be severely injured, if not killed.
A chorus of shocked gasps filled the air all at once.
In the moment Qianxun realized that the railing had been greased, her eyes narrowed slightly.
She then instinctively touched the steel cable at her waist and gave it a tug.
With a "snap," the connector came right off in her hand.
Indeed, the so-called safety measures had been tampered with.
This meant that if she were an ordinary person banking on the harness, she would certainly be crippled or even killed this time.
Clearly, someone was trying to harm her.
With this thought, Qianxun’s expression turned cold as she tried to stabilize her body while rapidly wrapping her arms around the thin steel cable.
Three seconds later, Qianxun’s body burst past the long stair railing and headed straight for a nearby column.
Spotting the column, Qianxun bent her legs, stepped firmly onto it, and used it to swing back towards the stairs.
Of course, she could have jumped straight to the ground, but that would have been too inconceivable, so it was better to exit safely in a different manner.
The others below, seeing her fly back toward the stairs, immediately turned pale.
Su Qianxun was in peril now!
But the next moment, they saw Qianxun in her red dress, fluttering as she suddenly let go of the steel cable and fell straight onto the wide staircase.
After the sound of a high-heeled shoe hitting the ground, the onlookers were dumbfounded to see Qianxun landing steadily on the thickly carpeted grand staircase, her descent a spectacle resembling an action-packed movie.
An uproar erupted from the crowd.
After Qianxun had safely landed, Wang Ziqing rushed up the stairs with quick, decisive steps. "Qianxun, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" Wang Ziqing asked anxiously.
The safety harness Qianxun had on was useless—they had all seen it. He could hardly imagine what would have happened if she had been half a second slower in her reaction and hadn’t grabbed hold of the slippery steel cable in time!
Hearing Wang Ziqing’s words, Qianxun shook her head slightly and said, "I’m fine, fortunately. I have some martial arts training, or else this could have been troublesome."
Hearing this, Wang Ziqing’s expression darkened as he said, "Don’t worry, we will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly."
At that moment, Director Zhong also heaved his plump body up the stairs.
Seeing Qianxun unharmed, he let out a long sigh of relief, then angrily shouted, "Props team! Who checked Qianxun’s harness? How could such an obvious issue not have been detected?"
At these words, the props team members looked at each other, bewildered, before finally saying, "Director... the safety harness for Su Qianxun... it wasn’t us who checked it. I remember, it seemed to be a young man wearing a beret."
Hearing this, both Wang Ziqing and Director Zhong’s expressions shifted subtly.
Both being veterans in the industry, they were well aware of some of the dirty tricks in the circle.
They didn’t deny that problems could arise with safety harnesses, but precisely because an accident with a harness was serious, every crew took the inspection very seriously. This time, however, there was clearly something wrong.