Qiao Nian turned the baseball cap in his hand, looked at him, lowered his head to put it on, and followed his movements to push down the brim of the hat, leaving only the line of his jaw exposed.
Ye Wangchuan adjusted her hat, then took his hand back and said gently but firmly, "Let's go."
Qiao Nian checked the time.
Three-thirty.
Those people outside are really anxious.
She picked up her cell phone, took out a tablet from her shoulder bag, and assembled it into a laptop in a few seconds.
Said something to Ye Wangchuan.
"Wait a moment."
Qiao Nian looked straight ahead, her hands rapidly tapping on the laser-projected keyboard, a series of codes pouring out from her fingertips.
It didn't take ten minutes.
She used the assembled laptop in her hand to hack into the hotel's surveillance system and perfectly replaced the surveillance in the corridor and elevator.
Qiao Nian took care of all this and left a small 'gift' for the other party. She quickly turned off the computer, stuffed the tablet into her shoulder bag, and zipped it up.
She raised her eyes again, looked at the man waiting for her beside her, and made an OK gesture.
His eyes and eyebrows are quite arrogant.
“Done!”
*
at the same time.
In the hotel monitoring room.
Several security guards stared at the dozens of display screens in front of them, afraid of missing any details.
But people always get tired sometimes.
Just when one of them couldn't hold on any longer and asked his companion to get a glass of water, someone discovered something and exclaimed.
"Look, did the screen flash just now?"
"What?"
The other people's exhausted nerves jumped at his exclamation, and they all looked at the monitors with bated breath. They saw that dozens of monitors were monitoring every corner of the hotel as usual, and there was nothing wrong.
The security guard who went to get water couldn't help but look at the colleague who first shouted and said, "You've been looking for so long, are you blurry? I think it's normal, there's nothing flashing."
Although the others didn't say anything, their relaxed expressions betrayed their inner thoughts: they, like the security guard who collected the water, saw nothing.
"But it really flashed just now, just for a moment."
"You are dazzled."
"No, it's true!"
The person who was speaking was sweating anxiously and pointed at the surveillance screen, trying desperately to make everyone believe him.
One of them saw that he was about to cry out of anxiety, so he kindly walked over and patted him on the back, signaling him to relax a little: "Don't worry, it's normal to have hallucinations if you stare at one point for too long. So, go and take a rest, and I'll take your place."
When that person heard everyone saying this, the determined expression on his face began to waver for a moment.
He no longer insisted that the surveillance camera had flashed abnormally, but quietly stood up and walked aside, admitting that he might be dazzled.
This little episode did not attract much attention.
Naturally, no one notified the mercenaries who were watching outside.
…
Outside.
The three teams had been on guard for a day and a night, and many of them had already relaxed.
Especially closer to the action time.
The more they relax.
After all, they only need to wait until the target goes out around 7pm, which is neither too early nor too late at 3 or 4pm.
It is exactly the stage when they are most tired physically and most relaxed mentally.
Everyone stared at the hotel entrance out of boredom, chatting from time to time, absent-mindedly, not paying attention to the people entering and leaving the hotel.
The main reason was that the hotel security did not tell them that they saw someone walking out of the room captured by the surveillance camera.
(End of this chapter)