"Excuse me, where's the restroom?"
Four minutes later.
Fu Hua was tying a suit tie. The bodyguard was already stark naked, tightly bound, unconscious, and tossed into a dumpster.
Assassin Style 47's infiltration techniques came naturally to her.
So far, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She pressed the elevator button, intending to go upstairs and take a look.
Creak, creak.
No one noticed what was happening here.
The guards below finally received orders from above. Without drawing attention, they sealed off the area, pressed the fire alarm, and began skillfully evacuating the crowd amid the piercing alarm.
"Sorry, there's been a fire safety incident in the kitchen. Guests, please leave and take shelter as quickly as possible."
"Emergency evacuation! Emergency evacuation!"
For a more convincing effect, they had even created special-effect smoke.
They lit charcoal, then doused it with water.
Billowing black smoke instantly flooded the ground-floor hall. As the guests evacuated, Kiana seized the chance to roll beneath a table, only to be startled by what she found underneath.
There was actually an armory below.
She barely dared to breathe as she watched the security guards take off their suits, put on ceramic bulletproof vests, and don green steel helmets. Automatic rifles hung across their chests, loaded to the brim, with spare magazines strapped to their bodies.
"An enemy has infiltrated!"
"We must hold the hall and not give the thief a chance to escape from here."
"Yes!"
Their voices surged like a tidal wave, perfectly uniform.
They looked less like a private security force and more like a regular army.
Kiana couldn't help but worry.
It wasn't about the food on the table that she had not had time to eat. *Squad Leader had probably gone off to carry out the mission, but why hadn't she