Chapter Eighty-Four
A black sedan was parked neatly in a secluded spot near the Kafiir concert hall. After the night team had checked the surrounding area and found no suspicious people, Ye Ling got out of the car first and held up a black umbrella for Ai Zi Qing, and then the two walked towards the Kafiir concert hall together.
The night fox made a gesture, and nearly ten car doors opened at the same time. The people from the night group got out of the cars and quickly surrounded the nightclub from another direction.
Ai Zi Qing and Ye Xi walked slowly towards the entrance of Kafei Concert Hall in the rain.
As the two women walked to the gate, two white men who were smoking and chatting under the eaves of the house glanced over and saw that they were two Chinese women. They couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Hey, what are you two doing here?"
"What can you do in a karaoke bar if you don't sing?" Yexi said with a smile.
"There's more to do here than just singing, miss. Do you need me to teach you?" The man was even more surprised by Ye Xiao's fluent English and turned to tease the two girls who came out of the song hall at midnight.
"Hmph, never mind then. I'm asking you if you're open for business or not? Are we supposed to stand in the rain?" The night fox's smile was gone, and her tone turned cold, but that coquettish attitude of hers still made one's heart itch.
The white man finally reacted and hurriedly gave way, while Ye Ling also stood under the eaves with Ai Zi Qing, putting away his umbrella.
Those two white men were initially only staring at the petite and lovely Ye Ziying, without noticing Ai Ziqing who was silently standing by. It wasn't until they closed their umbrellas that they saw her true appearance, and both of them were taken aback.
All that could be seen was the woman's tall and slender figure, wearing a black windbreaker with a high collar, extremely thin but made of top-grade waterproof and smooth material. The sleeves only reached her elbows, revealing half of her fair and delicate arms, as well as a pair of slender and beautiful hands.
Her beautiful face looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but she was very calm, with a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, and stood under the eaves, gazing at the rain curtain in the dark night, waiting for her companion to close the umbrella.
Two white men were intimidated by the woman's calm demeanor, both curiously sizing her up and down, causing Ai Zi Qing to turn around, slightly raising an eyebrow at them.
But this calm and serene glance made the two slightly uncomfortable, subconsciously dryly laughing and turning their heads away, as if that direct gaze was a kind of insult to the woman in front of them.
Ai Zi Qing herself didn't realize that from the time she created Engine Society until this trip to America, her overall experience had already made her temperament and demeanor naturally perfect.
She used to be gentle and warm, but too low-key, a bit ordinary. Far from the awe-inspiring aura she has now that commands respect without her even getting angry.
So, dealing with all sorts of problems and events is undoubtedly the greatest training for a person.
Even if a general had to train from a soldier, he would have to go through hundreds of battles to develop his own prestige, let alone her, the president of the society. After the night fox put away his umbrella, he took Ai Zi Qing's arm and entered the song hall together.
Kafir is not luxurious, but it's also quite spacious, with three floors.
A marble-floored spiral staircase and a wide corridor, but overall it looks quite ordinary, belonging to the entertainment venue for the lower-middle class.
"Two ladies, how can I help you?" The waiter came over enthusiastically and asked Aizi and Qing.
Ai Zi Qing looked around the entire hall as soon as she entered, and after hearing the waiter's words, she smiled and asked: "Is there still a vacant room on the third floor?"
As expected, he got a negative answer. The waiter paused for a moment, looked at the two of them and still smiled: "Sorry miss, the third floor is already full, but there are still private rooms on the second floor."
Ai Zi Qing nodded indifferently with a faint smile: "It's okay, I just hope it won't be too noisy on the top floor."
The waiter, seemingly relieved, said with a hint of mockery: "Don't worry about that, our nightclub is totally different from the ones you've been to in China. Our walls are extremely soundproof, no matter which floor or how many people are there, we guarantee you won't have the same problem as before."
The waitress thought she had made a witty remark, and ordinary Chinese tourists would only respond with a dry smile. But as soon as the words left her mouth, the two people opposite her clearly caught their breath, and the look in their eyes was quite unfriendly.
Ai Zi Qing frowned and said: "If even the waiters in American bars have such an attitude towards China, how can the two countries get along peacefully? Let's go."
The waiter was somewhat embarrassed by her words, but he also knew that it was a time of trouble now, and even the third floor of the song hall was being sealed off at this moment, so it wasn't good to argue with her either. He dryly smiled and led the two up to the second floor.
Before the two entered the private room, they glanced up at the stairs leading to the third floor and found that there were two big men sitting at the entrance of the stairs, chatting about something. When they saw Aizi Qing and her friend, they also gave a vigilant glance, seeing that they were two Chinese girls, and then turned their heads back again.
Waiter
Wait for the two people to enter the private room in the corner, then open the device for them and back out.
Ai Zi Qing looked around again, then said to Ye Lao, "Xiao Luo Ka, Oliver and Luo Ke are gathering in the third floor private room, with tight security above. I think Kafi'er is open for business just to provide cover for their meeting."
Yè xī had long known about ài Zǐ Qíng's mysterious place, but she knew that it was something she shouldn't ask about, and absolutely couldn't go asking.
So she just nodded and asked: "How are we going up?"
Ai Zi Qing also furrowed her brow slightly, narrowing her eyes as she thought about how to sneak up to the third floor and subdue the person without alarming the two burly men at the staircase on the second floor.
Although they could kill two big men, if the two guarding the stairs suddenly disappeared, wouldn't that alert the waiters walking back and forth on the first and second floors?
That's absolutely not a good idea...
Go straight down to the third floor...
How did you sneak up to the third floor...
Suddenly, Ai Zi Qing's gaze froze on the climbing rope at Ye Li's waist!
This is one of the essential items for night team members, usually worn as a belt around their waist. Once needed, it can be taken off and become a useful tool. This is a skill they mastered during their special forces days. Aizi Qing also followed Hei Zi's intention, investing a large sum of money to create task-specific equipment. Now that I think about it, it was worth the investment!
"Notify Night Hawk, prepare the climbing rope, we're going up!" Ai Zi Qing raised a smile.
"Go up?" The night fox was a bit dazed. This rainy day didn't matter to them, but where were the windows in this song hall?
Ai Zi Qing smiled and nodded, it seemed she could only get wet once too.
She had already taken note of the layout on the second floor while glancing around earlier, and in a place where the two big men's eyes couldn't reach, there was a small window that the two of them could just climb out from.
The third floor and the first floor on the same side both have small windows, just right for the two to follow this straight line and directly enter the third floor! And that wall surface is facing the Central Park inside, below can be seen a lush forest, even if someone in the park looks over here, it should not be so easy to be discovered, let alone this kind of ghost weather, midnight hour, where would there be idle people strolling around in the park?
She said she would do it, so Aizi Qing ordered Ye Lian to inform Ye Ying. Then she took off her windbreaker and tied it around her waist, wearing only a white shirt inside.
Yèliǎo looked at ài Zǐqíng's thin white shirt, furrowed his brow in concern, and prepared to take off his own black short-sleeved shirt to cover her. But ài Zǐqíng pressed him down: "It's okay, the main thing is urgent." She knew that under Yèliǎo's black shirt, he was only wearing a chest binder!
"I'm used to going on missions, but Qing Jie..." Although Ye Li was a bit older than Ai Zi Qing, he didn't mind calling her "Qing Jie" in private.
She was worried about speaking out at this time, because even if Ai Zi Qing's identity wasn't mentioned, just wearing white clothes on a rainy day like today would make her body visible if she got wet!
"You're not afraid, what am I afraid of?" Ai Zi Qing pursed her lips and smiled slightly. At worst, she would just pretend to be wearing a swimsuit in front of people. She couldn't possibly ask Ye Xie to take off his clothes and put them on herself; that wasn't her style. This was all her own fault for being used to wearing white shirts all the time.
Unable to outdo Ai Zi Qing, Ye Li had no choice but to reluctantly fall silent.
Ten minutes later, they learned that the Night Owls were ready. The two of them slipped out of the private room and tiptoed to a small window on the east side of the second floor.
Because it was drizzling outside, when I opened the window, there wasn't a strong gust of wind blowing in my face, making any noise.
Yè xiāo (Night Lizard) unfastened the cord-like strap from his waist, pressed a button, and the strap locked onto the buckle at his waist, transforming into a hook shape. Then Night Lizard pulled on the cord, lengthening it, and only then did Ai Zi Qing realize that it was actually an extendable type... otherwise she had thought, just like in movies, that pressing a certain button would suddenly lengthen the cord...
Cough, Ai Zi Qing couldn't help but want to laugh, in this situation, she could still be so carefree.
As the night cat pulled the rope to its longest, she agilely climbed up the windowsill, stretched out her head, narrowed her eyes to observe the shape of the upstairs window sill, and then looked at Ai Zi Qing, nodding slightly.
Ai Zi Qing used her clairvoyance and found out that there was no one at the third floor window, so she nodded to Ye Xiao indicating it was safe to make a move.
The night fox stretched out half of its body, nimbly fixing its shape, and then with one hand grasping the end of the rope and the other hand grasping the hook on the rope, it swung its arm lightly! The hook accurately caught onto the edge of the third floor window, where there was a recess that perfectly fit the hook.
A faint ringing sound, which was not noticeable on a rainy night, and the third-floor window was closed, so it was impossible to hear this slight movement outside. So Aizi Qing won her first battle.
Ai Zi Qing nodded to herself and climbed up first. Ye Lian stepped aside, then Ai Zi Qing also quickly flipped onto the windowsill, took the rope from Ye Lian's hand, pulled it with force, saw that it was firmly secured, and then leaned her body out of the window, entering into the rain...

