Haruno Momoka's Thoughts. Just five minutes later.
A shrill, urgent wail of police sirens tore through the Imperial Capital's late-night silence.
Two law-enforcement vehicles flashing red and blue lights screeched to a halt at the hotel entrance.
Several officers strode briskly into the lobby and got a brief understanding of the situation from the hotel front-desk staff and the onlooking crowd around them.
Then, two officers put on white gloves and, one on each side, hauled up Wu Xiao, whose consciousness was still muddled and whose mind was completely blank.
Amid the flashes and shutter clicks of countless phone cameras, Wu Xiao was unceremoniously taken out of the hotel lobby and shoved straight into the police car that had been waiting outside for some time.
As for this shocking, absurd farce downstairs, one that was more than enough to make the Imperial Capital's annual list of bizarre news, Bella, who was in the presidential suite on the top floor, knew absolutely nothing about it.
She was still leaning lazily against the soft pillows, enjoying the air conditioning, connected to a VPN node across the ocean.
Her blond hair spilled over her shoulders as she enthusiastically ranted to her supermodel best friend, wildly complaining about all kinds of speechless, outrageous moves from this new patron of hers!
Two flowers bloomed, each telling its own tale.
Just as Wu Xiao was being dragged like a dead dog by several officers into the police car and taken away for investigation, Haruno Momoka also drove that pink Porsche silently into the underground garage of the Bulgari Six-Star Hotel.
The elevator doors slowly opened in the first-floor lobby.
Haruno Momoka had changed into an inconspicuous black Lolita dress, hiding her iconic long pink hair inside a large baseball cap.
With light steps, she swaggered straight