MTL - 100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death-Chapter 18

It’s so strict that it’s probably a low-key movie star in a hotel.

He was thinking, and a young man came on the head. Mr. Security looked up and saw that the mask was fully armed and he was more encrypted and impenetrable.

Mr. Security: "..."

The young man walked quickly and walked over, the security guard turned directly, and he followed him suspiciously. He followed the door of the other party's room on the 21st floor and saw the person swiping the card.

The young man looked back at him: "You follow me again, I will call your boss and complain that you are harassing hotel customers."

Mr. Security: "..."

His hand was put down from the baton on his waist and shouted: "Sorry, because you are very suspicious, I don't consciously come over."

Xia Yanbin: "..."

On the other side, Ye Wenxuan, who successfully found Xing Yuan’s position, felt that he had completed a huge task. After he entered the elevator, he did not return directly to the house, but went all the way up to the top of the Huaxia Hotel.

It has been renovated into an open-air restaurant. The area near the edge of the building is designed as a swimming pool. At night, it is lit by the light, and with the young men and women from time to time playing, the diners can watch. To the "landscape" in various senses, the atmosphere in the evening is always extremely hot.

Ye Wenxuan did not pay much attention to the fine food, nor did he appreciate the bikini girls. He found the safe exit position, avoided the crowd and went in and began to climb slowly down the stairwell.

Although I have seen the security guards here before, Ye Wenxuan decided to walk the stairs in person and reconfirm that there is no difference in the stairwell.

"It feels like a big action movie." He put his hands in his pocket and said to himself: "If I want to learn a few more cool kung fu martial arts, I will be the male number one in the Hollywood blockbuster." ”

That Xing Yuan probably can show the female No. 1 drama.

As soon as the idea came out of his mind, Ye Wenxuan immediately covered his mask and pressed the smile on his lips.

After more than half an hour, Ye Wenxuan gasped and climbed out from the first floor exit. It felt like a sudden whimsy to explore the stairwell.

The building is normal. However, although the security is insufficient, it is also okay. The entertainment area in the hotel is only open to residents. To take the elevator, you need to brush the room card. You need to swipe the stairs to open the security door.

If someone wants to commit a crime here, then they must think of another way to enter the building, or check in at the hotel and get a room card for further action.

The doorman diligently pushed the hotel door open for him. Ye Wenxuan nodded and thanked him, then walked on the street outside and looked up at the top of the building through the night.

It is already close to 8 o'clock in the evening.

The Huaxia Hotel, where everyone stays, is not old. The entire building is designed with a pure glass curtain wall. This is a minimalist style from Mies. In the evening, there will be lights reflected from the inside, and there is a hint of wealth.

Ye Wenxuan looked up from the top to the next level, and counted until the 29th floor.

He stood at the main entrance of the hotel and could see five rooms on the 29th floor with lights on. Because I don't know the style of the luxury business suite, Ye Wenxuan is not good at judging how many guests stay there.

Moreover, this is only one side of the hotel.

The interior of the hotel is not a traditional square design. There are many corridors in it, which are connected to various different types of rooms. Ye Wenxuan does not know which side of Xing Yuan’s room will be on. He just looked at it at random and did not really I want to see what flowers come.

There should be no problem tonight.

The lights on the 29th floor with two rooms went out.

Ye Wenxuan simply found a bench next to the street opposite the hotel. He took out his mobile phone to check the mail, and looked up from time to time to observe the passing vehicles and the crowd.

Sometimes I also look at the customers who come in and out of the hotel.

Sitting for more than half an hour, Ye Wenxuan was a little bit tired. He stared at the spacious gate of the Huaxia Hotel, where a doorman pulled the door handle and waited for the man inside to come out.

Ye Wenxuan’s action was a meal.

The man at the entrance of the hotel wore sunglasses and wore a simple casual suit. He was seated in a black car with a character like an assistant and a bodyguard.

Then the car turned left into the traffic, and soon it was far away.

Ye Wenxuan stood up. He hurriedly wrote down the license plate number and waved a taxi. He said to the driver in English, "Excuse me, keep up with the car in front."

Although the other person wears sunglasses and does not wear the previous suit, the man's Peugeot body and familiar micro-motion still make his private photographer recognize it.

Just getting on the bus, it is very likely that Xing Yuan.

Ye Wenxuan didn't know where the big man was going to bring a pair of sunglasses at night, but looking at the man with only a black suit around him, Ye Wenxuan worried that he was being exploited by someone who was interested.

The taxi driver was a black man with a dirty head. When he started the engine, he also cast a suspicious look on him: "Man, you are not doing anything illegal?"

Ye Wenxuan blinked, Zhangkou came: "Brothers you misunderstood, my brother's wife is derailed, the former is the adulterer."

When the black man heard it, he immediately showed the color of sympathy: "Oh, this is really terrible, man, the other party has a good car, he must be very rich."

Ye Wenxuan: "For my brother, I have to go and ask him to ask."

"I support you, young man." The black man stepped on the gas pedal and took the taxi out of the speed of the Formula 1 equation: "Don't worry, I will catch up with him!"

Ye Wenxuan was slammed into the seat by this impulse. He silently grasped his hand and coughed: "Brother... It’s just a low-key, not so desperate."

"Oh no, no, this is really nothing." The black man laughed: "You listen to me, this is very common in London. I used to have a broken love man chasing a sad girlfriend, a drug dealer, a criminal, and a disguise. Dressing up the prince of Gaia, who is running away from home, hey, it’s all about youth. Now think about it, it’s still very hot, hahahaha!”

Ye Wenxuan: "..." I did not expect this to be a very old driver with a story.

Seeing Xing Yuan’s car steadily driving in the front three or four body parts, Ye Wenxuan let go of his heart, and did not take a ride to listen to the driver’s telling of his own glorious deeds. The most important thing is that this guy is really sing-like when he talks, and he can bring his own wonderful drums and beats, which is incredible.

He licked the middle-aged man next to the excited swing and silently closed his mouth.

When the black car they tracked arrived at the destination, Ye Wenxuan had already listened to the black rap of his ear, and the brain was stuffed with the "extraordinary past" of the old driver.

After paying the money to get off the bus, he hooked the edge of the mask and watched the figure walk into a high-level clubhouse.

The facade of this clubhouse is very well decorated. It should be widely occupied from the front, but the gate is very small. It seems to be very focused on the sex. Even the signboards of the clubhouse are a row of small characters embedded in the door.

Ye Wenxuan walked in to see clearly, and the line of words was written "Red Rose Club".

After thinking for a long time, he walked over and tried to enter the clubhouse from the main entrance.

Of course, it was stopped by two tall white people at the door.

"Red Rose" can only be entered by members.

Ye Wenxuan: "Can I have a membership now?"

The white man is impatient: "Children, here only entertaining wealthy adults, fast rolling." Obviously, the ethnic characteristics of Asians make whites mistakenly believe that he is only a teenager.

Ye Wenxuan: "I am an adult, and I have money."

White: "Do you have five million?"

Ye Wenxuan: "I..."

White: "Pound Sterling."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

"The kid, the opposite bar is more, I like you like a little mouse with no hair, and go there to play." The white man waved him away, and turned back and his companion laughed for a long time, and ignored him. .

Ye Wenxuan looked at the two of them and said nothing. He turned and left.

When he walked far away, he turned into the alley next to the clubhouse, and there was a cry behind him.

That call was a bit miserable, attracting countless people to go on the sidelines. A group of people watching the lively pedestrians asked for a long time, only to know that the person who was on the ground seemed to be electrostatically charged to a critical part. At this time, it was better to die. The thighs are twitching hard.

Everyone did not believe, one person laughed: "Electrostatic electricity is the second child? Hahaha I have never seen such an accident. Brother, it’s awkward to be charged. Is it cool?"

The white companion did not believe it. He kicked him with his foot: "Jill, you have to give me up, it is too shameful!"

Gil, who fell to the ground, clung to his crotch with his legs. He cried twice from time to time, and a soul had already appeared.

In the small alley dozens of meters away from the crowd, Ye Wenxuan rubbed his fingers and snorted softly, and then he continued to move in.

On the left hand side is the outer wall of the clubhouse. The depth of the walk is deep. You can see several closed windows from time to time on both sides, as well as narrow doors with rust.

"喵~"

Ye Wenxuan stood still, and his eyes were fixed on the trash can on the right hand side.

A ginger-colored cat lay on the lid of the bucket and saw the stranger screaming immediately.

Ye Wenxuan and it looked at a few seconds, the big cat turned and jumped out of the trash can, and fluttered a few times without a trace.

Cockroach -

A small door in front of him was opened from the inside, and a thin figure came out from the inside.

Ye Wenxuan’s face was in the mask, and the little man was wearing a uniform that was obviously the staff of the clubhouse. He carried two garbage bags and walked over here.

It is an Asian boy.

Various thoughts passed through his mind. The man finally found himself standing in the dark alley. His conditional reflection opened his mouth, and Ye Wenxuan was free to move. He quickly stepped forward and reached for him.

The man turned his eyes, and no sound came out. He was directly fainted.