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Date: October 7
"They actually got together. Why has Sun Jun been targeting me like he's on drugs lately?" Under the dim lighting, with a pale face, Yang Xiaoyou blended into Yongxing Entertainment City and unexpectedly spotted Sun Jun and Chen Kai at the front desk.
Due to the fixed nature of his original appearance, there were limited makeup techniques available to avoid revealing any flaws. With Yang Xiaoyou's current skills, he could only manage two or three subtle changes, but unfortunately, they all resulted in a zombie-like appearance. That identity helmet's look was clearly not suitable for this place; otherwise, with the organization's capabilities, they might really uncover clues and connections between two locations thousands of miles apart.
This new face was specifically designed for dealing with the organization.
Seeing those two kindred spirits, he hadn't expected them to know each other. It truly was a case of birds of a feather flocking together. However, Yang Xiaoyou wasn't here to target them; after casually taking a few photos of their reckless behavior with his phone, he ignored them.
From Lin Min's experience, although he hadn't gained any important information, it was likely that the organization's contacts were still within Yongxing Entertainment City at that time, or there was some evidence related to the organization here. Otherwise, that high-ranking official from Yongxing wouldn't have been so agitated.
Now that Yang Xiaoyou was here, it wasn't just about targeting Yongxing. Since this matter involved his destined "archenemy," he had to find a way to cut off their claws reaching into the Chinese Empire.
The Common Unity Party was too large, and even with the organization's strength, it would be impossible to completely control the already risen local power in the Chinese Empire where they originally had weak influence. It was more likely that both sides would reach some form of cooperative consensus and explore other channels for solutions.
However, the situation with Yongxing Society was different. Even though the organization's foundation in the Chinese Empire was quite shallow, they could still exert disproportionate pressure on Yongxing due to their substantial influence, ultimately securing control over Yongxing Society.
They could even use the complex web of interests behind Yongxing to corrupt and recruit a group of nobles.
"Sorry, sir, but the second-floor casino is not in operation today. If you're really interested, you can try your luck at Room 701 where someone is hosting games," said a man in a suit holding a walkie-talkie as he intercepted a pale-faced man who had approached him.
"What’s going on? I heard you guys have some big players here with a good reputation; that's why I came over. What a disappointment." Yang Xiaoyou replied in a slightly southern accent that made it clear he wasn't a local.
As he grumbled and turned away, his left hand discreetly swept towards the stairs in the dim light. After the guard took a couple of steps and focused on watching Yang Xiaoyou leave, he turned back just for a brief moment. Seizing that opportunity when the guard's vision was obstructed, Yang Xiaoyou swiftly leaped over the stair railing using the silk thread in his hand and quietly made his way to the second floor.
The entire operation unfolded seamlessly, without a hint of noise. The rhythm was perfectly synchronized with the blind spots of the vigilant guard, who remained completely unaware that someone had crossed his defenses and infiltrated the second floor, just a meter away from him.
As soon as Yang Xiaoyou reached the second floor, he removed his outer jacket, revealing an outfit identical to that of the guard. He also produced a matching walkie-talkie and moved naturally through the camera's blind spots on the second floor. Passing by a fire hydrant, he discarded his jacket into it.
Then, he boldly exposed himself to the camera as if he were genuinely patrolling. When encountering others dressed similarly, he would nod at them.
Whenever there was an opportunity to reach a blind spot of the camera, he would begin his reconnaissance work. As soon as he was below a surveillance camera, he would immediately adopt a patrolling posture.
The switching between being under the camera and in its blind spots had reached an almost perfect rhythm. The areas around the surveillance cameras' blind spots were all vividly imprinted in Yang Xiaoyou's mind. His calculations allowed him to ensure that even when facing away from the camera, he could perform the most precise analysis.
This kind of movement, akin to strolling through one's own home, seemed incredibly unbelievable.
These actions appeared effortless and natural, but any mistake in any part could raise suspicion in the monitoring room. After Lin Min had already startled them once, it was remarkable that Yang Xiaoyou could move so freely here without drawing attention. This demonstrated his terrifying ability to simulate such an environment.
In terms of this aspect alone, Yang Xiaoyou was confident that even if Luo Guohui were here, they would only match his performance at best; it would still depend on Luo's experience and skills for any advantage.
"My lord, rest assured, we will definitely catch that rat," just as Yang Xiaoyou prepared to turn a corner, he suddenly heard voices approaching along with footsteps growing nearer.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou felt a surge of excitement; it seemed his efforts were not in vain. The organization's contact was still here.
With this thought in mind, Yang Xiaoyou continued to turn naturally around the corner and saw a man in black wearing sunglasses and a mask approaching—someone he had encountered before from the Yongxing Society's upper echelons.
He then feigned surprise, stepping back to lean against the wall slightly bowed in a gesture of respect.
Xu Yong noticed the patrolling subordinate before him and revealed a hint of satisfaction on his face. It seemed that after the rat's appearance, everyone else had indeed stopped slacking off; what had just happened had put him in a very passive position.
He continued to escort the person who held his life in their hands out.
After they passed by Yang Xiaoyou, she continued walking in the direction they had come from, but now her steps quickened slightly. Based on the time it took to collect the garbage over there, it should be about time.
At the same time, she needed to successfully attach herself to that fellow when he left Yongxing Entertainment City. The current environment was not suitable for interrogation; killing that fellow for no reason would not help her at all. It would only draw unnecessary attention from the organization and Yongxing Society.
"What's this? Ugh, which blind fool got themselves killed again? Those people are insane; they don't even give us a heads-up when there's a dead body. What if we miss it?" A few men in work uniforms, hauling garbage, cursed as they opened a bag and found the body of a man stripped of his clothes.
From their tone, it was clear that while such occurrences were uncommon, they were not entirely new.
"Hey? Wait a minute, this guy looks a bit familiar. Isn't this..." Just as one of them was about to start handling the situation, another sharper-eyed fellow suddenly changed his expression, as if he had realized something.
"What?! Say that again! They're all dead? Really all dead?! Useless! A bunch of useless fools! I raised you for nothing!" After sending off the man who held his life in his hands, Xu Yong received the news from his subordinate who went to check on the situation, which filled him with extreme rage.
The group of gunmen responsible for the pursuit had all died! Not a single one was left! This was something he found hard to accept.
At that moment, an even worse piece of news came from the logistics department: the body of a patrolling internal security guard had been discovered in the garbage warehouse. When found, his uniform and walkie-talkie had completely vanished.
Upon hearing this news, Xu Yong's already grim face darkened further, almost dripping with anger.
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