The third floor of the villa is the rest area. The living room is decorated in Chinese style, with screens and blue and white porcelain decorations. An ink painting of eight horses hangs on the wall... But none of this is what Mr. Shao cares about. The girl in the white dress dragging him upstairs obviously doesn't. In order to promote a long conversation, if you want to talk about romance, you can do it downstairs. There is also good wine and meat to eat. If you are tired, you can bite two green olives for a refreshing...
But it was obvious that the girl in the white dress spoke very little. At least she didn't say a word while she was dragging Mr. Shao up to the third floor. Mr. Shao didn't ask a word either. She was all immersed in the rippling pendant on the side of the girl's face... This reminded him of another girl who also liked to wear pendants.
Once on the third floor, the purpose of the girl in the white skirt becomes intriguing. After all, apart from the living room and lounge, there are only a few well-decorated empty rooms on the third floor... Obviously, the purpose of the girl in the white skirt is also these empty rooms. , she and Mr. Shao stood motionless in front of the door of an empty room. The two bodyguards on the side slowly walked behind them without saying a word...
"Are we...going in like this?" Shao Yifeng was half awake from alcohol, and was replaced by lust... Normal men would get lusty when they encounter this kind of thing! A nine-point girl plays the ten-point piano, pulls you to the door of an empty room with eleven-point passion, and looks at you with eyes. Anyone else would be interested, right?
"Is it soundproof in there?" The girl in the white dress spoke to Mr. Shao for the first time, and her voice was as pleasant as expected, with a cold and refreshing feeling in it, which made people want to stop.
"Okay, it must be good. This villa is a product of our group as I remember it was built by the construction team. The quality must be great." Mr. Shao nodded solemnly and gave a thumbs up. At this time, he also did not forget to brag about his own conscience industry.
"That's good, no one will hear it for a while." The girl in the white dress finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Her relaxed look and words made Mr. Shao's heart flutter... Who said that domestic girls are not as open-minded as foreign girls? The seductiveness of these words would make any man lose his armor, right?
Although I feel a little sorry for my senior sister, I have been sorry so many times over the years. When I really catch up with my senior sister, I will wash my hands in a golden basin and become a good man who takes care of the family!
"There's no hurry." Mr. Shao coughed, shook his arm and put it into his arms, took out his wallet, skillfully nodded two small stacks of cash and turned around to hand them to the guardians of the girl in white skirt behind him.
...Although maybe the girl in the white dress has been waiting for him, at least the two bodyguards gave him enough face. The joy and respect they showed after examining his honor cannot be faked. Tonight The story of Shao Gongzi's coquettishness will probably become a long-lasting legend in their circle.
"Guardkeeper Qian, thank you for your hard work tonight." Mr. Shao patted the shoulder of the slightly shorter young bodyguard on the right to encourage him. He really felt that Corporal Li Xian looked really good-looking tonight.
The two bodyguards were stunned for a moment after taking the money, and then looked at each other as if they were a little surprised.
The girl in the white dress opened the door. Mr. Shao turned around with satisfaction, only to find that the girl did not go in first, but retreated to the left side of the door. The taller bodyguard stood on the right side of the door, and he patted his shoulder on the back of his neck. The bodyguard put an arm on his arm and led him inside...?
"Wait...what's going on?" Mr. Shao realized that something seemed to be wrong.
...Wouldn't he spend the night with the girl in the white dress next? Looking at this posture, why do you feel like you are about to spend the night with one of the two bodyguards?
"It should be the gatekeeper money." The bodyguard who hugged Mr. Shao affectionately handed the small wad of bills to the girl in the white dress with regret, and then forcibly took Mr. Shao into the dark room.
...Before the door closed, Mr. Shao seemed to hear the girl in the white dress say something else:
"...Do you still get tips from the victims of kidnapping now? Professional kidnappers will cry when they see it, right?"
"Hey, wait, what are you doing?" Mr. Shao was confused. He was almost sober and wanted to twist away from the boy beside him, but he immediately found in despair that the arm holding him was tied like a steel bar. It hit him, the force held him down, and he only had time to open his mouth and scream.
However, just as Mr. Shao boasted, the door of this villa is very soundproof, so once you walk in, you can basically no longer hear the increasingly noisy cries and howls inside.
Wan Boqian and Chu Zihang were standing by the door, holding a stack of money in their hands. The former glanced at it roughly, and it looked like two or three thousand. This little fat guy was really generous, and she stuffed it into her handbag without any psychological burden. , the hybrid has always had very good physical strength. Although she has no advantage in combat, her physical strength is more than enough to play the piano without sweating or panting.
"I heard from Lin Nian that both of you are from the execution department?" Chu Zihang folded the cash and put it in his pocket and asked, "Is this considered the daily work of the execution department now?"
"Each Kassel College student has a temporary number in the Executive Department, and each student will be called by the Executive Department when necessary. But in the true sense, the official specialist of the Executive Department needs strict assessment, and I can only be considered a temporary number. The temporary workers who are recruited, the 'S' level ones are considered to be formal specialists. After graduation, they will be made regular immediately after completing the formalities." Wan Boqian took off her high heels, picked them up with both hands, and stepped on the plush carpet with her bare feet. She was not used to wearing them. High heels make her feet swell every time after wearing them... She is not short, so there is no need to use high heels to accentuate her figure.
"As for the work of the execution department, it usually involves recycling, suppression, and negotiation. This time, there are probably some of the three situations, so the difficulty of the task is rated 'B', and my blood level is only 'B' , so under normal circumstances, this kind of task is the most difficult one I can take on... Once you complete it, you can give me credits for the next semester." Wan Boqian leaned against the wall and took a sigh of relief. The shoulders on his side relaxed, "But for an 'S' class, this kind of mission is just for travel and relaxation, right? Although he attaches great importance to every mission, with his bloodline and speaking spirit, there are too many rules for him. It’s all like decoration.”
Chu Zihang thought of the scene when the three of them entered the door of the wine tasting party. If they followed the normal process, they might have to forge identities, invitation letters, and even make connections in advance, but under Lin Nian's weird methods, they could do it so simply. Walking in, the usual rigid and unavoidable rules are equivalent to nothing.
"When the 'S' class asks about the location of the charity banquet, this mission will probably end soon. The spirit of 'Time Zero' is simply a nightmare for the enemy when it comes to hunting..." Wan Boqian said in a low voice. Chu Zihang silently memorized this description of Lin Nian's power.
"How does your executive department usually conduct interrogations?"
"I remember that the execution department has a special set of interrogation procedures... but I have not participated in the execution department's systematic training, so I don't know the specific techniques." Wan Boqian glanced at the closed door of the room. There was no sound coming from inside yet. There were no exaggerated movements or even faint screams. Maybe the 'S' class was playing waterboarding for the sake of conservatism? I heard that this technique is also the most commonly used in the execution department.
"Anyway, this little fat guy won't have an easy time tonight." She tilted her head and looked at the end of the corridor indifferently.
