100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

The garbage bag fell to the ground, Marven Ye grabbed the man's arm and prevented him from falling down too.

A few minutes later, a Chinese employee walked back to the clubhouse through the iron gate, took the cold food platter handed over by a chef without saying a word, and followed another Caucasian guy who brought the plate out of the clubhouse kitchen.

The chef who handed the plate to him touched his chin: "It's strange, it's just going out to take out the trash, did that kid Li suddenly grow up?"

"Is there? I didn't pay attention." Another chef was carving a broccoli, not very interested in this topic.

In fact, in their eyes, these Asians look too much alike. If they don't have enough time to get along, the tall white people with profound facial features really can't tell the difference in their looks.

On the other side, Ye Wenxuan walked behind a few white boys serving dishes, pretending to be a waiter, and turned into the staff-only stairwell.

In order to prevent the waiters from rushing into the guests, the elevator in front of this club is not allowed to be used by the waiters, and they can only use the staff passage every time they serve dishes.

Stepping on the soft carpet, Ye Wenxuan looked left and right, and found that only dim wall lights were turned on in the aisle, as if to create an ambiguous and romantic atmosphere. Expose your identity.

He didn't dare to open his mouth to speak, so he just lowered his head, probably the original owner he played had the same temperament, the few people in front walked and chatted, but ignored him.

This was exactly what Ye Wenxuan wanted, he followed behind these people, eavesdropping on their conversation while walking up the stairs.

"Ada, is there any good food behind the door tonight?" A nice-looking waiter asked.

"How do I know, I don't dare to go down there often." The man named Ada slapped him: "Want to gamble again? Do you have enough money?"

The person next to him laughed softly: "Lynn, you lost everything last time, haven't you learned your lesson yet?"

Lin En said unwillingly: "That time was an accident. That guy looked tall and strong, but he was paralyzed after being beaten twice!"

A group of people went up to the third floor, and some of them went into the two boxes on the left. Marven Ye was going to bring the plate to the innermost room. As he walked slowly, he heard Ada warn Lin En in a low voice: "Be more honest today. , don’t go down. I heard that there are distinguished guests who have taken over the entire venue behind the door today, so be careful if you go down or you will come back.”

Afterwards, Lin En's answer was no longer heard, and the two of them turned into one of the rooms on the right. Ye Wenxuan didn't dare to stay in the corridor with surveillance cameras, so he could only continue walking forward, thinking about "behind the door" What the hell, looking for the correct box according to the house number on the cold food platter.

No. [-] is at the bottom.

Seeing four muscular men in black suits standing outside the innermost door, Ye Wenxuan felt that it might be a little troublesome. The few private rooms he passed before did not have this kind of battle, obviously the status of the people inside was not low.

I hope there are no executives from the clubhouse, otherwise it will be miserable to be discovered.

He bit the bullet and walked to the door. Before he touched the door, the tall black man standing next to him stopped him first.

"What are you doing?"

Marven Ye cleared his throat: "The gentleman inside ordered a cold food platter."

Another white bodyguard looked him up and down, whispered while touching the earphone, nodded to the others after a while, and said: "Go in, come out after delivering the things."

Ye Wenxuan agreed, facing the gaze of four searchlights, holding the plate in one hand, and pushing the door with the other.

It took him a little effort to push the door open, and then he lowered his head. After entering the door, he didn't look around, but walked towards the two people sitting in the room.

"You'd better check it quickly. After a long time, I'm afraid something will happen again."

"Hehehe, don't worry."

The people inside were talking, but when they saw him coming in, they fell silent, only staring at the waiter who gently placed the plate on the coffee table.

The man in the single sofa greeted him: "Don't go." Then he turned his head and asked the person next to him: "I have a few bottles of good wine hidden here, you rarely come here, how about it, do you want to have a taste?"

"No." The person on the sofa next door said lazily, "Is there any tea?"

I didn't listen carefully when I came in just now, when the man spoke, Ye Wenxuan's heart immediately moved.

"Oh, please spare me!" The white man exaggeratedly exclaimed: "My husband, do you still want to drink tea when you come to my place? Please, if others hear this, they will definitely laugh their big teeth out, and even ask for tea." In turn, scold me for being a poor host to Wilson."

The other person seemed to snort: "Then try your wine."

Ye Wenxuan stood by the wall with his head down, and out of the corners of his eyes, he saw the two people talking. One was a tall white man with blond hair and brown eyes, and the other was a young Asian with black hair and blue eyes. They seemed to have known each other for a long time, chatting Come very casually.

It was Xing Yuan who was sitting on the sofa.

Ye Wenxuan didn't know if he was lucky or not, he found the mission target without much effort, he tried his best to suppress his sense of presence, and when he heard that Wilson ordered him to go out to get a drink, he knew that he couldn't stay inside all the time. It was not too reconciled to back out.

It's good that Xing Yuan didn't recognize him when he took off his glasses.

Ye Wenxuan didn't know where Wilson's wine was kept, so he had to stop a waitress who was dressed similarly to himself in the corridor, and pretended to be familiar with him, and said hello: "Hi, Mr. Wilson asked me to fetch him I’ve only been here for a few days, can you help me?”

The man looked at him, and looked at his work card for the first time, and said cautiously: "I haven't seen you, where is the boss, why did he order you to get the wine?"

It turned out that Wilson was the boss here, Marven Ye wrote it down in his heart, reported the room number, and then said: "I used to help out in the kitchen, but they didn't have enough manpower, so they asked me to help deliver the dishes, and when I came out, I went to the kitchen to help out." I was ordered to get the wine." He made an aggrieved look: "I was still carving radish flowers in the back kitchen, and I don't know if I was thrown away..."

It is true that there have been a few occasions where the back kitchen helper served the dishes, and the woman relaxed a little: "Okay, since it is helping the boss to get the wine, then I will tell Hannah, you go back to the back kitchen first, the boss's place Hannah will take care of it."

Ye Wenxuan actually wanted to go back, but now there was no reason, so he could only honestly say, "Oh."

He waited for the waitress to turn and leave, and he went downstairs slowly, and knocked lightly when he passed the door of a room marked "Employee Lounge", but no one responded.

He put the work card on his chest on the sensor next to the door, and after a beep, the door opened.

Ye Wenxuan looked around, locked the door behind his back when he entered the room, found some cosmetics that the waitress had put on the table casually, picked and picked them, found a few that could be used, and began to apply them on his face.

It was the first time he did such a sneaky thing, and he was still afraid of being recognized by others, so he felt that it would be safer to change his face and work again.

When he was receiving special training in the special affairs department, a teacher specially taught him how to make up and change his appearance. Ye Wenxuan studied it very hard out of curiosity, and this time he really used it. He couldn't help but thank that teacher in his heart.

It's just that the transformation is not good, and I can't do the skill of turning into another person as soon as I turn around.

He put down the eyebrow pencil and powder puff, and took a closer look at his face in front of the makeup mirror. The man in the mirror had sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a horribly white face. There were a few bean-sized moles on his left cheek. Also sprinkled with a large patch of freckles.

At first glance, this is the face of an unattractive European.

Ye Wenxuan was quite satisfied. He straightened up and listened for a while by the door. After confirming that there were no footsteps, he slowly opened the door and came out. Instead of going to the kitchen, he turned around and walked into the hall on the first floor.

He wanted to look for another chance to see if he could re-enter Xing Yuan's box.

There is a public area in the lobby on the first floor of the Red Rose Club, which is quite large. There are more than a dozen European classical style tables, chairs and sofas scattered in twos and threes. Separated, people would sit behind curtains, gather around the table and chat quietly, without interfering with each other.

The place was very dark, and the only light source was on the stage in the middle. When Marven Ye walked in, there were several blonde girls on the stage, slowly swaying their bodies to the rhythm of the blues.

He didn't look much, and walked gently between the curtains in the dark, until he walked to the bar counter on the side of the stage.

"Sir, two glasses of Manhattan wine, the gentlemen on the third floor want it."

The bartender glanced at him, said nothing, and started to mix drinks sideways.

Marven Ye knew that he was looking at his job card just now.

With one hand on the bar, he observed the whispering crowd from the corner of his eye.

They were talking quietly, and the noisy conversation was sometimes covered by the soft music, Marven Ye couldn't hear clearly, and couldn't see the faces of those people behind the curtain clearly.

But at the same time, his face standing here is also blurred.

It seems to be designed as an open bar, but in fact, it still pays great attention to the privacy of guests.

"Two Manhattans, take them."

Ye Wenxuan came back to his senses in an instant, he thanked vaguely, put two glasses of cocktails on the tray, and then turned and left here calmly.

Once you have the props, you can go upstairs to find the mission target.

While returning the same way, he thought quickly in his mind, what is the purpose of Xing Yuan's coming here?

He didn't bring an assistant, but only a bodyguard. It wasn't because of work, but because of personal matters.

Ye Wenxuan, the famous head of the Red Rose Club, has never heard of it. This is normal. He didn’t like to go to such high-end clubs for consumption when he was working. When talking with customers about design, he basically went directly to the other company. In his spare time, he would go to Starbucks at most. sit in the cafe.

Ye Wenxuan can't tell what kind of club Red Rose is for the time being. He just feels that it is not as noisy as ordinary entertainment venues. The security is tight on the outside and tight on the inside. It is really not easy for him to find out anything.

Why did Xing Yuan come here in the middle of the night? Is it just to meet friends, or is there some other trick?

This is the question he wants to know most now, but Marven Ye also understands that he may not gain anything tonight.

Marven Ye passed several waiters with a tray, and recognized two of them as Ida and Lynn just now. This group of people seemed to have just finished serving their trays, talking in low voices as they went downstairs.

They met Marven Ye in the stairwell. The latter made his face so hard to see. These people didn't realize that Marven Ye was the young Asian who went up the stairs with them before.

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####Red Rose Wonderful Night####

Ye Wenxuan didn't find Xing Yuan immediately, so he chose to serve dishes several times.

Marven Ye knocked on the door of [-] with a plate in his hand: "Sir, you want carrots."

Inside, a bunny girl is holding a whip to a handsome uncle.

Marven Ye: "..."

The muscular bunny girl: "Put it on the table."

Ye Wenxuan: I'm afraid it's bigger than him when it's pulled out from under the skirt.

[-] minutes later.

Marven Ye knocked on the door of [-]: "Sir, the sapphire crown you want has arrived."

Inside, a man wearing a red velvet cloak and holding a scepter sat on the sofa, and a group of waiters stood in a row next to him, wearing cloaks with solemn expressions.

The man with the scepter said solemnly: "Aiqing, quickly put this crown that symbolizes power on me!"

Marven Ye: "..."

Another [-] minutes later.

Ye Wenxuan gritted his teeth and knocked on the door of [-]: "Sir, your Bloody Mary."

When the door opened, it was dark and there was no one inside.

Marven Ye: "Hello, is anyone there?"

No one spoke.

Marven Ye turned on the light, and was stunned by the coffin in the middle.

Someone inside the coffin suddenly said: "Turn off the lights... I will... be burned to death by the lights..."

Marven Ye: "..."

He said blankly, "Your Bloody Mary."

In the coffin: "Okay... next to the coffin please... my bats will help me..."

Marven Ye slammed the door, and replied in his heart: Damn mentally retarded.

Then he began to think about a question: Is it because Xing Yuan came to this club that he was mentally ill?

[Once again, the small theater has nothing to do with the main text, please don't substitute it hahahaha]