"Creak! Creak!" Every step Chen Mo took through the corridor and down the stairs produced loud noises, accompanied by slapping sounds from other rooms. It was rather distinctive, to say the least.
The rooms here truly had no soundproofing. Anything people did nearby could be heard. If Chen Mo had not set up a Soundproofing Array earlier, that fellow's shouting would definitely have drawn everyone over.
The first floor of the wooden building was a shabby-looking hall. Wooden pillars supported the structure, and parts of the walls were so damaged that the interior could be seen from outside. Fortunately, this was a tropical zone. Even in winter, nighttime temperatures would not fall below twenty degrees Celsius.
The hall was bustling at the moment. Many people had gathered into groups, forming more than a dozen separate clusters.
Smoke filled the hall as dirty jokes flew about amid bursts of laughter. The entire building was permeated with smoky smell, sweat, food, alcohol smell, and even the stench of feet. There was also a faint trace of cheap perfume, mainly coming from the female service staff moving through the hall. These women handled multiple duties on the first floor, delivering cigarettes, chips, alcohol, and so on. If any base member took a liking to one, he could simply head upstairs with her.
"Nawa, you finished that quickly?" As soon as Chen Mo came downstairs, a man in his thirties who was playing cards looked up and shouted the question at him.
The moment those words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter. Men were funny that way—the closer they were, the more they liked to mock one another. This fellow was one of the two people who had come here with the person whose identity Chen Mo was currently assuming.
During the interrogation, Chen