Chapter 468
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Because of the upcoming perfume commercial, Ning Xi needed to stay in Luo City for a period of time.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, she had a very important thing to do …
She was going to visit someone.
Midnight.
Ning Xi set off for St. Bernardin, a city near Luo City.
Because no one would recognize her in such a place, she didn't need to disguise herself, so she didn't put on makeup. She just changed into a simple and comfortable white T-shirt and jeans.
St. Bernardin had been on the list of the most dangerous cities in the country for five years in a row. A large number of low-income people gathered here. It was located on the main smuggling route and was the place with the most riots in the country.
Ning Xi paid the driver double the price, and he didn't dare to go any further. As soon as Ning Xi got out of the car, he immediately drove away.
This place was like an abandoned ruin, most of which were low, moldy, dilapidated buildings and abandoned garbage dumps. In the dark alleys, you could see secret deals everywhere …
However, the entertainment industry here was very developed. Even though it was late at night, it was still very lively. There were sounds of drinking, playing finger-guessing, and gambling everywhere.
Among the pedestrians on the street, most of the men were muscular and had hideous tattoos on their bodies, making them look like fiends. The women, on the other hand, were dressed in sexy clothes and had thick Gothic makeup on their faces.
So, when Ning Xi, dressed like a high school student, walked into St. Bernardin late at night, she was like a little white rabbit walking in a pack of wolves.
On the side of the street, pairs of probing eyes were coldly sizing up the stranger who had suddenly stepped into their territory.
With a lollipop in her mouth and headphones in her ears, Ning Xi walked through the streets comfortably as if she was walking on an ordinary street.
Because she looked like she was just going home, those eyes just looked at her, but no one took the initiative to find fault with her.
After all, anyone who dared to appear in St. Bernardin late at night, not to mention an adult, even a child of a few years old couldn't be an ordinary person. There must be a powerful force behind him, and anyone with a little bit of vigilance wouldn't go there to court death.
After passing through a slum with all kinds of people mixed together, her field of vision gradually widened. Not far away, she was close to the downtown area. The closer she went to the center, the more prosperous it was.
That was where the top people of St. Bernardin lived.
After a year, there was not much change here. According to her memory, Ning Xi came to the door of a detached small building with ease.
This small building was surrounded by a dense forest. It looked gloomy, a little like a witch's castle in a fairy tale.
The house was dark without any light. Was he asleep? Or is the master not here?
Ning Xi pushed open the gate of the courtyard and walked to the door of the small building. She pressed the doorbell. The doorbell sounded very abrupt in the empty night.
He waited for a while, but there was no response.
He pressed the button twice more, but it was still quiet inside. No one opened the door.
Ning Xi scratched her head and looked at the row of flowerpots under the windowsill at the door. She counted to the third pot and took out a bunch of keys from under the flowerpot.
Sigh … This level of concealment of keys … really hasn't changed in ten thousand years …
After getting the key, Ning Xi directly opened the door and entered the house.
She fumbled around to turn on the lights in the house and searched upstairs and downstairs. Sure enough, she wasn't home.
Ning Xi glanced at the time on her phone and sat down on the sofa in the living room downstairs. She decided to wait here for her master to come back.
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