Li Nanheng took the clothes in his hand, stretched his fingers to the delicate buttons of his black shirt, unbuttoned them one by one, put on the clothes the bartender brought, and then said slowly: "On time in ten minutes Arrange for a line failure and I will go straight to the box in fifteen minutes.”
"yes."
…
Because when Li Nanheng pressed Feng Ling against the wall just now, he suppressed her whole body. Those passing behind him could only vaguely see a woman in a white skirt, but there were so many people in white clothes in the bar. , and I can’t tell which one it is.
So when Feng Ling walked into the box again, the first people saw her and knew that she was the escort girl who went out with Proan. When they saw whether their companion came back, they asked in a cold voice: " Why are you back alone?"
Feng Ling replied in a soft voice: "The gentleman just said that he had a stomachache and asked me to come back first after I came out of the restroom. He should still be in the men's restroom."
After she finished speaking, she sat back obediently in her original position.
Those who entered the box later only stared at her suspiciously for a while and continued to talk about their topics and plans.
Indeed, as Boss Li said, although most of them communicated in English, some important clues, locations and time arrangements were described with special codes and some pronouns that she did not understand. However, she vaguely heard about the White House. Waiting for the topic, it became clear that although they had secret codes, the matters discussed this time were mainly related to the White House and the attack on the president.
After listening for about ten minutes, I finally connected their secret codes and all the clues together.
They planned to fly a helicopter to the area above the White House this Friday afternoon to drop bombs on intimidators, including their people who had already infiltrated the White House. Originally, there would be no casualties even in the area near the White House. The planes can fly in, but they have already controlled the people in charge of that part of the field and replaced them with their people...
After hearing the news, Feng Ling sat quietly and drank next to her. From time to time, she smiled and handed drinks to the man next to her, trying her best to maintain her identity as a bartender.
However, Proan never came back. From the time he left with Feng Ling to the present ten minutes, he had been out for nearly half an hour.
The chatter in the box gradually subsided, and David, the black man who led them, had already glanced a few times in the direction of Feng Ling, who had been chatting, laughing and drinking with others.
Others were also looking in Feng Ling's direction at the same time, and there was no change in the atmosphere. But Feng Ling was sitting here, feeling a bit tense, but they were still observing her.
Feng Ling had a smile on his face and his expression remained unchanged. He had taken hangover medicine just now and drank a few sips of wine now, so the problem was not too big.
While smiling, she gently put the wine glass in her hand on the coffee table, then picked up a piece of watermelon in the fruit plate and took two bites, smiling with a harmless girl's look on her face.
Just when everyone was wondering if something happened when Proan went out with her just now, the two people beside David had quietly put their hands into their clothes and planned to pull out guns.
Feng Ling caught a glimpse of their movements but still acted as if he hadn't seen anything. He spat out the watermelon seeds on his hand, and then gently placed them on a piece of paper towel aside. It seemed that his movements were slow and meticulous, amidst the numerous murderous intentions. As if still unaware.
Suddenly, the music in the box suddenly stopped, and the lights dimmed instantly. This sudden darkness put everyone on alert.
"What's going on?! There's a power outage?! Or is there an ambush?!"
The moment the sound fell, someone quickly picked up the phone and turned on the flashlight function on the phone. After a glimmer of light returned to the box, other people next to him also took out their phones and followed suit.
Just when the light in the box was bright enough to see everyone clearly, David turned his eyes and looked at the little girl in a white skirt. He didn't seem to have made any move in the darkness just now. He just took out his mobile phone with a panic look on his face. , fiddling with it in his hand, he hurriedly turned on the flashlight, then looked at them with panic eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a power outage?"
If the little girl in the white skirt was really planted by someone, or had some conspiracy, she would definitely have done something or something would have happened in those dark seconds, but seeing her look like that His unprepared expression and the way he reached for his cell phone as helplessly as everyone else made them instantly dispel their suspicion.
After not coming back for so long, something must have happened to Proan, but the problem probably didn't lie with this woman.
"Go and ask." David also had his hand in his pocket, holding a gun in his hand, ready to respond immediately if something happened at any time. The others also held mobile phones in one hand to illuminate and the other hand made Preparatory action of taking out a weapon.
Someone got up and went out to ask. The bartender happened to be nearby and hurriedly came in with a bright mobile phone. He nodded and apologized and explained: "Sorry! There is a fault in the line in the bar and the entire bar has a power outage. We have just contacted The nearest electrical wiring repairman will be here soon, and all the lights will be restored within ten minutes!"
"Are you sure it's just a problem with the line?" David is a black man. In this dark box, with the light in front of all the mobile phones, his body and facial features cannot be seen clearly. Only a pair of sharp eyes full of cold murderous intent are particularly conspicuous. It also makes people feel cold and frightened, like a pair of eyes appearing out of thin air in the darkness, which is very scary.
"Yes, it rains a lot in Los Angeles these days. It's probably because the lines outside the bar are seriously aging. You also know that all the construction facilities on the street in this red light district are many years old. Those lines will be affected to some extent when encountering such weather. , please don’t worry, the repairman will be here soon, it won’t take too long!” After the bartender finished speaking, he directly picked up his mobile phone and made a call, urging him: “Are you here yet? Hurry up!”
Feng Ling looked in the direction of the bartender. Could it be that there was another plan that she didn't know about? Is this line really out of order or something
Just a few minutes after the bartender made a phone call to urge him, there was a burst of footsteps outside, and then the bartender was anxiously explaining something outside. Then, a tall and straight man wearing work clothes from a Los Angeles power company came on his back. He walked through the door holding an electrical box.
Under the light source of more than a dozen mobile phone flashlights, Feng Ling could see the man's face clearly.