章節 87: Chapter 87: Whoa! What kind of trendy brand is this?
Special Department.
Jin He Li, clicking in high heels and wearing a hip-hugging skirt, swayed her sexy waist as she pushed open the one-eyed man's office door.
Inside, the one-eyed man was browsing a website of questionable content. Hearing the noise, he immediately shut down the computer screen.
He was about to scold her for her lack of manners, saying she could scare someone to death, but Jin He Li's serious expression clearly indicated important business.
"What happened?" the one-eyed man asked.
The evil beings lurking in Yanhai City were a headache. Finding them was difficult; they hid too deep and were too widely dispersed. If they didn't reveal themselves, finding them was a real challenge.
Jin He Li reported, "We just received news from the monitoring department. The four-person team searching for the evil beings' headquarters suddenly lost their signal. The location of disappearance is 200 kilometers outside Yanhai City."
The one-eyed man's expression turned serious.
"Their life signals are gone too?"
"Gone."
Jin He Li felt the situation wasn't simple. They likely encountered terrifying evil beings. The four-person team was strong, with several members at level six. Their combined strength meant they shouldn't fear even level seven evil beings. Even if they couldn't win, escaping should be no problem.
However, according to monitoring, the interval between the disappearance of each member's life signal was only one minute.
Something that could kill all four of them within a minute was truly terrifying.
"I suspect they've stumbled upon the evil beings' headquarters."
As the head of the Special Department's analysis team, Jin He Li was sensitive to data and could find the truth from subtle clues.
"Have we sent anyone to investigate?" the one-eyed man asked.
"No," Jin He Li replied.
The one-eyed man frowned. "Why haven't we sent anyone? This isn't like you."
Jin He Li explained, "An evil being capable of killing them in a minute is definitely dangerous, possibly level nine. Currently, the Special Department has fewer than ten people who can contend with a level nine evil being."
"But based on my analysis, the safest course of action is for you to investigate personally."
Her reasoning was flawless. It made perfect sense.
However, the one-eyed man felt something was off. He was the head of the Special Department. Normally, he just stayed in the office. Why should he personally go out?
I'm the leader!
Leaders sit in the office and let their subordinates handle things.
"Have Liu Haichan, that Daoist priest, go," the one-eyed man said. He didn't want to run around. Staying in the comfortable office was much better. He had so many strong individuals on the payroll; it was better to let them do the work.
Jin He Li placed the analyzed data file on the desk, then swayed her hips to the door. Pausing, she said, "Who you send is your business. I'm only responsible for informing you of the monitored situation."
With that, she left.
The one-eyed man watched her retreating figure, cursing inwardly, "What good is being beautiful? She'll be single forever."
Thinking about being single, he rubbed his fuzzy bald head. I seem to be a single dog too, and an old one at that.
The one-eyed man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, flipping through the file in his hand.
Name: Wang Le
Age: 35
Strength: Level Five
Marital Status: Divorced, ex-wife remarried
Children: Wang Yiyi, 10 years old, attends Yangyang Elementary School, third grade.
Address: Yanhai City, Yangan Road, Swan Lido, Building 3, Unit 2, Apartment 1505
"An orphan, huh?"
The one-eyed man took a deep breath, tucked the file into his pocket, and kicked open the floor-to-ceiling window. A gust of wind swept through the office, scattering the papers everywhere. He then soared into the air, transforming into a streak of light and vanishing.
A staff member entered, raising a hand to shield their face.
So windy.
"Chief, did you have to leave that way?"
The bewildered staff member could only pull out their phone and call the decorators to replace another window.
Yanhai Tower.
Yanhai City's most famous landmark.
450 meters tall.
At this moment, in the revolving restaurant on the top floor, a middle-aged man in a suit, his hair slicked back, wore an expression so stern that the surrounding waiters were nervous.
He looked like a general commanding an army.
"Blow up the balloons! Line them up from the aisle to the dining area!"
"Get me a banner immediately! Write 'Welcome Young Master Xiaobao to dine' on it!"
"Prepare the best ingredients! The freshest, the most expensive! Put away the second-rate stuff! Anyone who dares to substitute inferior ingredients will be fired!"
He was the manager. He had worked at the Yanhai Tower revolving restaurant for fifteen years and had seen all sorts of wealthy people. But the most memorable was undoubtedly Qian Xiaobao, grandson of the former world's richest man and son of the current domestic richest man, the future heir to the fortune.
In the face of money and power, no matter the rules, they were only for ordinary people. For those who transcended rules, they were nothing but bullshit.
Not even as good as dog shit.
The founder of Yanhai Tower had said the revolving restaurant would never cater to any specific individual, let alone be booked entirely.
That was supposed to be impossible.
But on the opening day…
Well, you understand.
A powerful figure booked the entire Yanhai Tower revolving restaurant.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang were visiting such a place for the first time.
So big.
So magnificent.
Like country bumpkins in the city, they were amazed by everything.
The prostitute was nervous and timid. The place was too far removed from her world, utterly unattainable.
Qian Xiaobao was very familiar with the place.
Despite his young age, school uniform, and backpack, he wasn't easily fooled. However, fooling him out of his money was indeed quite simple.
The restaurant manager was already waiting by the elevator.
Qian Xiaobao's arrival instantly transformed him from stern to obsequious, his face plastered with a smile as he exclaimed, "Welcome, Young Master Xiaobao! Please, come in!"
The bodyguards, accustomed to such scenes, habitually handed out money.
"Thank you for the reward, Young Master Xiaobao."
"Thank you, Young Master Xiaobao."
Qian Xiaobao said impatiently, "Hurry up and prepare the food. My good friends are hungry."
He then pulled Lin Fan along, excitedly introducing the place.
"The food here is delicious. I come here often."
The manager, hovering nearby, looked curiously at Lin Fan and the others. Young Master Xiaobao had never brought anyone here to dine before. This was a first.
Hmm!
It seems they have a special relationship.
Remember, I must remember.
But their clothes seem a bit…unrefined.
He saw the words on their backs:
Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital.
"Strange, is there a new trendy brand out? How come I don't know about it?"
As the manager, he not only needed to take care of guests, but also educated himself in his free time, reading fashion magazines. He couldn't claim to know everything, but he recognized most brands.
And this one was even more remarkable.
Wearing pajamas?
Whoa!
Are those really pajamas?
He didn't dare to ask.
He could only conclude that rich people indeed had unique tastes.
Perhaps the reason he couldn't become rich was because he couldn't understand their ways.
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