Bairun Supermarket.

This five-story supermarket is not much different from an ordinary shopping mall. The first floor sells luxury goods such as gold and jewelry, the basement sells fruits, vegetables and snacks, and the top floor sells food and a cinema. It is bustling with people coming and going.

However, at the farthest entrance to the supermarket's underground parking lot, there are three self-service refrigerators placed abruptly.

You just need to scan the code and the refrigerator door will open. After you take the product and close the door, the payment will be automatically deducted.

Logically speaking, vending machines would not be placed in a place with such low traffic, and there is no surveillance here.

But many men and women dressed in clothes from luxury brands such as Amani and Chanel walked in and never appeared again.

Han Xun parked his motorcycle in a parking space near the entrance. He took off his helmet and walked with his long legs to open one of the refrigerator doors.

He took down a bottle of Red Bull. There was a hidden handle behind the drink. He pulled it gently, and the inner door of the refrigerator slowly opened, revealing a dark passage.

The passage was only wide enough for one person to pass through, and there was a faint pink light inside. Han Xun walked along the passage for a short distance and soon saw the view.

The dark red lights are like slowly flowing blood, and the faint blue lasers are like flexible silk threads interweaving and shuttling.

On the huge circular stage in the center, several dancers dressed in gauze were dancing to the music, twisting their graceful bodies.

Red sofas and chairs made of cowhide are placed around the stage. The people sitting on them are wearing masks to cover their faces, holding wine glasses and shaking them gently, talking in low voices while watching the performances on the stage.

This is the Mei Ye Bar, a place known only to a special circle of the upper class.

"Cheetah! Hurry and change your clothes." A tall, thin man with a mustache called out to Han Xun when he saw him walk in. "A lot of guests have reserved private rooms today, so there's a lot of work to do."

Han Xun nodded repeatedly and hurried into the fitting room.

When he came out again, Han Xun had changed into the work clothes of Mei Ye Bar.

The man was wearing a fitted white shirt with a smooth black vest on the outside and a small black bow tie around his neck.

You can tell from the fabric and the cut that this is not the low-quality uniform worn by the waiters in KTV.

He has sharp muscles and handsome features, and a metal badge on his chest, engraved with the logo of the Mei Ye Bar and Cheetah's employee number.

Who would have thought that the ruffian paparazzi, by shaving his beard and losing 20 pounds through fitness in half a month, could transform from a sloppy otaku into a handsome college athlete, the type that rich ladies love the most.

Han Xun directly infiltrated the bar and became an employee there, because it was too difficult to apply for membership here, and if he did not brutally abuse those women, he would be suspected of not being one of them.

He really doesn't have such a heavy taste and can't accept this.

And...did that group of people really get infected with some disease by playing like that?

Of course, Han Xun would not start as a newcomer. As a gray industry, Mei Ye Bar is very cautious and would not let newcomers come into contact with customers.

So, he put on makeup and worked out, and directly replaced one of the waiters in the bar, sending the real "Cheetah" abroad.

"Buzz."

There was a slight vibration from the mini receiving device in Han Xun's pocket. It was a button-sized thing with only a signal receiver, and it could only vibrate and send a fixed message.

The vibration at this time means that the informant in the parking lot has seen the target.

Today's distinguished guest may be Li Zhi.

Han Xun calmly walked to the door and stood behind the tall and thin executive.

In the past half month, he has gotten a general idea of ​​the bar. The supervisor has a habit of subconsciously calling people who are close to him when arranging work.

The voice of the parking lot staff came through the supervisor's intercom, "The distinguished guest has arrived, prepare box number one."

The supervisor answered the intercom and turned around to see Han Xun greeting the wealthy women. "The guests in Box 1 will be here soon. You, Rabbit and Lion, go get the wine ready and check the box."

Box No. 1 is Li Zhi's exclusive box. Han Xun has been hanging around in the bar for the past half month and has already figured it out.

Han Xun agreed, holding the expensive red wine, and followed them into the box.

The rabbit and the lion quickly put things in place, then took out various instruments and began to scan every corner for cameras.

Han Xun also lowered his head to check, and from time to time he observed the two people through the metal dice cup.

Inspections at Mei Ye Bar must be carried out by two or more employees to prevent employees from secretly installing cameras.

But when it comes to work, who doesn’t slack off?

Just like the cleaning staff in a five-star hotel may not necessarily clean every corner spotlessly, there are always hidden corners that are overlooked.

Han Xun quietly took out a miniature camera from his sleeve and accurately fired it into the decorative flower basket that had just been checked by his colleague.

The camera is hidden inside the black sunflower seeds of the sunflower, and the surface is covered with an anti-reflective film, so it will not be noticed even when a light is shone on it in the dark.

After finishing the work, Han Xun left the box with his colleagues.

Walking through the dark red corridor, Han Xun passed by a group of people.

The tall and thin supervisor stood at the front and side, bowed slightly and made a respectful gesture of invitation.

A group of girls dressed in sexy and cool clothes passed by Han Xun, and the crisp sound of their high heels hitting the ground echoed in the corridor.

Some of them were wearing innocent white miniskirts, while others were wearing hot black leather dresses. The tight leather fabric tightly wrapped her graceful body, while others had clothes whose fabric could not cover much flesh, which was even more avant-garde and bold.

They all wore sunglasses and masks underneath the sunglasses, covering their entire faces completely.

But who is Han Xun? He is a paparazzi, a giant in the entertainment industry. Even if someone he has noticed has turned into ashes, he can recognize them at a glance.

Han Xun's eyes quickly swept over these girls, counting silently in his heart.

There are nine people in total, and they are the members of Girl Run, a new girl group founded by Gu Tiancheng's Starry Night.

Xu Aoqing was also among them. Her clothes had the least fabric, but her chin was held the highest. Although they were doing the same thing, she felt inexplicably proud.

Han Xun tried hard to suppress his inner excitement, held back his smile, and continued walking forward.

Inexplicably, the sound of a bell could be heard from far away in the corridor, getting closer and closer.

Just then, the sound of clear bells came from the distance in the corridor, getting closer and closer.

Soon, the two familiar figures appeared in Han Xun's sight. The shock almost made him lose his balance and trip over his own feet.

Xia Wan'er was wearing an LO uniform, which highlighted her curvy figure. The bells on the collar around her neck jingled constantly with her movements, and were particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

The one holding the rope was Li Zhi.

Han Xun's heart was cheering at this moment, and countless brilliant fireworks seemed to bloom in his mind.

All the targets he was investigating were gathered here today, and they were about to be caught in one fell swoop.

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