bullyxtreme Chapter 713: Four Shadows of Rose (4)
Chapter 713: Four Shadows of Rose (4)
In the underground parking garage of Tianque Club, dim lights cast interlaced shadows between concrete pillars, and the muffled sound of tires rolling over speed bumps echoed in the empty parking lot.
Song Yuesheng closed the car door and tapped lightly with his fingertips on the edge of the window. The sound of locking the car was heard, which was particularly clear in the dead silence.
She stood next to a black SUV and checked her disguise one last time in the reflection of the rearview mirror.
The black wig was held up by a hairpin, with the front strands of hair hanging down to the collarbone.
She wore wigs simply because no matter how much hair dye she used, they would stubbornly fade back to their original brown color within a week, as if the heavens were deliberately mocking her futility.
So after trying it twice, she stopped spending money on hair dyeing.
Song Yuesheng reached out and pressed the edge of the human skin mask to ensure that it fit the skin perfectly and that even the slightest movement of expression would not cause wrinkles.
It's really easy to slack off when the Sparrow Spirit is away and far away from the main characters.
If the system hadn't suddenly popped up a prompt, insisting that she accept the commission from the ID "Ningshi Yizhihua" to investigate a celebrity whose husband cheated on her and promised to come back within a week, she would probably still be lying on a yacht abroad, wearing sunglasses, crossing her legs, drinking an iced mojito and fishing.
Do not misunderstand.
It's a real fish.
She has recently become fascinated with sea fishing.
Although I haven't caught any so far.
According to the predicted plot, there will be a private cocktail party on the eighth floor of Tianque Club tonight.
This should have been the first meeting between the heroine and Wen Jingheng - she swept the field with the attitude of a gaming genius, and her record-breaking performance aroused his interest.
When Wen Jingheng approached with champagne, the heroine would coldly say "I'm just here to play games", and this neither humble nor arrogant attitude made him even more fascinated.
But Song Yuesheng had met Wen Jingheng four years ago.
Moreover, through Pei Zhaoye as a "reference", she found that the system's prompts were almost consistent with the predicted plot.
However, the content of this commission is related to a female celebrity, and I am afraid that Ruan Weichi will be involved.
His current development is better and more dazzling than the predicted plot.
The internet is flooded with news about him: his new album broke records, his first crossover movie, and his suspected secret date with a rich girl...
But the original owner may not be the heroine.
Therefore, what will happen tonight is still unknown.
"Ding."
The elevator arrival notification sound interrupted Song Yuesheng's thoughts.
The metal door slowly opened, and warm yellow light overflowed from the gap, forming a sharp contrast with the cold tones of the parking garage.
Song Yuesheng took a step forward and walked towards the Hongxiu Hall according to the signs.
In front of the Hongxiu Hall, the waiter took the gold-embossed invitation she handed over and stamped a red seal numbered "075" in the corner.
“Here is your lottery ticket.”
He smiled and pointed to the mask display stand next to him, "Miss, please choose the mask you need for the game session. You can take it off by yourself in half an hour."
Song Yuesheng picked up a silver half mask and put it on.
The waiter pushed open the heavy carved door, and she squinted at the unexpectedly bright light.
Different from the ambiguous dimness deliberately created in other clubs, the lights in the Hongxiu Hall are as bright as day, illuminating every corner.
too bright.
It's not a bright place for secret transactions.
It's not even any different from an ordinary banquet.
Song Yuesheng's eyes swept across the groups of people in the hall.
Although they were all wearing masks, some of them were wearing iconic costumes or accessories, and could still be recognized as wealthy or noble people in Ning City.
She withdrew her gaze and sat down in the circular sofa area.
From this position, you can observe three entrances and exits and the main stage at the same time.
She picked up the champagne brought by the waiter and let the rim of the glass rest on her lips - but she didn't drink it.
This kind of private cocktail party for so-called "resource exchange" is essentially nothing more than a fig leaf for the transaction of power for sex.
And the evidence she is looking for today should appear soon.
After an unknown amount of time, the lights in the Hongxiu Hall suddenly dimmed.
When the lights came on again, a figure appeared on the main stage.
The black butterfly mask covered most of the woman's face. Her red lips were as red as blood, and she looked particularly seductive under the spotlight.
"Welcome everyone to today's cocktail party. As before, the winners of the game will receive the latest intelligence provided by SF. Area C will be open in five minutes, and the game time is half an hour. Everyone is welcome to maintain their winning record within the limited time."
Song Yuesheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman on the main stage.
During the years she was abroad, she had hired hackers many times to modify her ID address and send messages to Ning City to find someone to investigate the background information of "Song Yuesheng".
Without exception.
All ended in failure.
The only clue that can be considered is that Black Butterfly is investigating where Song Yuesheng went.
She went to check the Black Butterfly again, only to find out that it was a mafia organization that trafficked in intelligence.
Named SoulFligh.
The organization is honored by the black butterfly and its symbol is the butterfly.
To be more specific, she couldn't find the person she was looking for abroad.
Song Yuesheng's eyes followed the woman in the black butterfly mask until she left the main stage and sat on the sofa in Area C which was about to open.
Those who come to the cocktail party may not want to be associated with the Black Butterfly.
There are only two reasons why they are indifferent: either the black butterfly is difficult to approach, or the black butterfly in front of them is fake.
But it doesn’t matter.
Now that I'm back in Ning City, it's much easier to investigate the original owner's past than when I was abroad.
Five minutes later, Area C opened.
Song Yuesheng walked over there with the main group.
The lighting in Area C is dim.
The ground was covered with thick dark red carpet, which made almost no sound when stepped on, as if one had stepped into a secret place.
At this moment, it seemed a bit like a secret transaction place in a club.
Song Yuesheng's eyes quickly locked on a man and a woman.
The man was tall and straight, wearing a black metal mask.
The woman he was hugging was wearing a gorgeous feather mask and the ruby necklace around her neck looked like blood.
——is the goal.
The client repeatedly emphasized that the ruby is one-of-a-kind.
She said her husband gave it to the wife of his partner.
"Welcome to the forbidden dance." The host, wearing a golden Venetian mask, opened his arms and spoke in a hoarse voice like electricity. "The rules are simple: talk with your body and confess with silence. The partners who still maintain a tacit understanding at the end will get the key to the rooftop garden."
As the host left, four or five pairs of men and women went onto the dance floor.
Song Yuesheng approached calmly, tapped the watch lightly with his fingertips, and activated the micro recorder.
She took a glass of champagne from the tray handed to her by the waiter and fixed her eyes on the couple.
The music is ringing.
The man put his arm around the woman's waist, his steps steady and powerful, while the woman slightly tilted her head back and pursed her red lips, as if in a silent provocation.
As it spun, the ruby necklace drew a blinding blood line in the air.
Their dancing was graceful and skillful, and it was obvious that this was not their first time dancing together.
"Snapped."
The music stopped abruptly.
In the middle of the dance floor, the man's hands were still on the woman's waist, and the woman's lips were almost touching his ear, as if she was saying something.
Just now.
The woman's mask was taken off by the man.
Flaxen brown curly hair cascaded down like a waterfall, revealing an extremely aggressive face.
The brow bones are sharp and the lips are as bright as poppies.
Su Yu...Tang?
Song Yuesheng stepped back calmly and walked towards other games.
Su Yutang has never entered the entertainment industry, so how could he have the client's unique jewel necklace?
Moreover, the daughter of the Su family would never bother to copy other people's jewelry.
"Ruan Wei Chi!"
Su Yutang's angry voice came from behind.
The angry shouts behind him made Song Yuesheng pause slightly, and then he continued to search for the whereabouts of the target.
The client's unique jewel necklace is related to the suspected female protagonist, and her husband's affair with a female star... I'm afraid it's not that simple.