If they really wanted to make a fuss about the atmosphere, Luo Nan would be in danger of being sacrificed for nothing. From the looks of things, the other three were not on the same page. Wang Mo and Huang Xiangdong were preoccupied with their thoughts. They were not in the mood to play around. As for Ma Lou, who was engrossed in eating and drinking, the corner of his lips was about to overflow with ridicule.
Luo Nan didn't even sit down. He spread his hands towards the adulterous couple in front of him and made a helpless and innocent expression. Aren't your methods a bit too low?
Luo Nan didn't say it directly, but the meaning was clear.
Mo Ya acted as if nothing had happened, but Hai Jing was a bit thin-skinned. He coughed lightly and said, "Actually, with Nanzi's current age, it really isn't a big deal for him to know a few female friends. Even Auntie Luo probably wouldn't mind …."
"Yeah. At his age, a certain agent already has three fans. After this incident, Auntie Luo really wouldn't mind too much."
Ma Lou suddenly spat out these words, instantly silencing the private dining room. The stimulating effect was ten times stronger than Mo Ya and Hai Jing's efforts. Even Wang Mo and Huang Xiangdong, who had been drifting away emotionally, raised their eyebrows.
In the circle, the three fans had a specific meaning. They included face powder, grass powder, and sucking powder. Face powder referred to plastic surgery. Grass powder referred to having a relationship with a fan. Sucking powder went without saying. This kind of situation was not uncommon in the underground circle. It was also the atmosphere of the circle that Luo Shuqing had always hated.
It was not news for anyone to be involved in these three things in the underground circle. However, if Ma Lou's revelation was true, then Hai Jing, who had always presented himself as a decent person, had such rich experiences back in the day. This made Luo Nan a bit surprised.
Then, was the relationship between Hai Jing and Mo Ya unable to take a step further because of this past influence? Perhaps his family was also a hindrance …. Of course, from his own standpoint, Luo Nan probably wouldn't have agreed if Hai Jing really had such a loose past.
Back to reality, Ma Lou's shameless remarks were really too humiliating. The smile on Hai Jing's face was already stiff. Mo Ya was expressionless. Wang Mo and Huang Xiangdong looked left and right. In the end, they both lowered their heads, wanting to continue pretending not to hear.
But was there any meaning in this sort of self-deception?
Hai Jing did not say a word. He got up from his seat and pulled the door open to leave. A cool breeze blew in from outside, making the air in the room flow a little.
"Uncle Ma, are you crazy?"
In the band, Huang Xiangdong was the youngest and the most impatient. Seeing that his manager had run away in anger, he couldn't help but slam his hands on the table and hold his head in disbelief. "We'll be going on stage in five hours. What can't you say after that?"
Ma Lou chuckled. "So, before going on stage, a certain manager is like the King of Heaven, untouchable?"
"I didn't provoke you!"
"When he provoked me, you even used the corner of your shirt to blow your nose."
"This is a f * cking personal grudge …"
"Then how do you know that a certain agent signed us for the sake of fairness?"
Huang Xiangdong's face turned red and he almost got up to smash the table. Wang Mo, who was beside him, saw that the situation was not good and rushed forward to hug him. "Stop talking, stop talking."
However, people were like this. The more they were pulled, the angrier they became. Huang Xiangdong struggled for a while, but to no avail. He turned on his berserk mode and pointed at Ma Lou's nose. "Are you a f * cking saint? You've been acting weird since the day you signed the contract. Didn't signing with a commercial company ruin your image? Uncle Ma, Master Ma, if you want to be the king of the industry, you should have said so earlier. If you have the guts, throw your pen away. If you have the guts, go solo … "
"Bang!" Mo Ya slammed the table. It was rare for her to get angry like this. The room was silent for a moment, and then there was another bang. The half-closed door was pushed open, and the waiter pushed in a dining cart. It was filled with beer, and there were at least ten of them.
Wang Mo was dumbfounded. "Who wants it? Did you send it to the wrong place?"
"I want it."
Hai Jing walked back with a cold face. "The rehearsal starts at four in the afternoon. It'll be your turn at around five or six. According to the schedule, you must go back before three-thirty to prepare. Before that, we can have a good discussion. "
He threw a small metal box on the table. "Hangover medicine, for cowards."
Ma Lou sneered. "Do you think you're acting in a movie?"
Hai Jing looked over with cold eyes. "Red deer."
"You're red deer!"
"Just look at who's talking about red deer. Back in the day, you know which bastard brought me a fan. Now, everyone knows who's feeling guilty and is worried about their reputation! What now? If you have the guts, say it, do it, but if you don't have the guts to admit it? "
Ma Lou jumped to his feet. He looked like he was going to fight.
Hai Jing didn't even bat an eyelid. He just opened the bottle and smashed it on the table. "I'll say it like this. Aside from Mo Ya and Luo Nan, everyone else in this room is a f * cking bastard! Some are arrogant, some are pretentious, some are unrestrained … … "
He smashed a bottle of beer on the table every time he spoke. The foam wrapped around the alcohol spilled out. Surprisingly, no one in the room refuted him.
Only Mo Ya chuckled. She took the initiative to reach out her hand and ask Hai Jing for a bottle of beer. "Let's play in a band together. I'm not a good person either."
Hai Jing gave her a deep glance and really did hand over a bottle of beer. He completely ignored Luo Nan. "It doesn't matter if you're a rotten bastard or a bad bastard. Just hate yourself before you hate others. If you forget this, then use alcohol to wash your intestines … … If you can't do it, then what's the point of playing rock and roll!? "
Luo Nan still hadn't figured out the grudges between them, but he knew that a single bout of drinking wouldn't resolve the knot in their hearts. Luckily, they were all adults. They knew what they had to do and what they should do. It was enough … … The reality was that a group of people shouted and fought fiercely. Then two of them really did drink until the world spun around them. They were dead drunk!
Huang Xiangdong and Ma Lou were dead drunk losers. They were forced to drink hangover medicine. Mo Ya and the other two supported them as they moved forward step by step.
The group of drunkards still had a performance at night. Even if they had a small reputation, they would become a laughing stock if they were caught by the media. For this reason, Luo Nan was the only one who hadn't touched alcohol after the banquet ended. He took on the task of scouting and guiding, leading the drunkards into a relatively secluded underground passageway.
Luo Nan did this sort of task in a relaxed and happy manner. He had already planned out the optimal path to the Tonghui Building within his sensing region. It was more powerful than any electronic map.
So far, he still had the leisure to pay attention to the tracking of the mutant infection. Of course, he didn't forget about the distribution of the steps below the Awakened.
Peony communicated with him once more, explaining the current progress. "There are four suspected targets. All of them are university students who came to participate in the demonstration. All of them are female. Their symptoms are all quite similar. There aren't any obvious differences. For the time being, we'll treat them as infected. From past data, this proves that the stage of infection they are in is subdivided. They are roughly in the same range. Then we can make another hypothesis. The time of infection and the source of infection they came into contact with should be similar. "
"It sounds like there's some progress?"
"There's no pattern to the distribution of their schools. They're from the eastern and western city districts. The same goes for their home addresses. Two of them were born and raised in Xia City. The other two came to study abroad. This doesn't match with the Xicheng District, the River Wu District, and the Forestwall District that we previously focused on investigating. We haven't discovered any reasonable clues in terms of geographical location, which is also the domain of our early focus of work. "
"So it's like this." Luo Nan was a bit skeptical when he heard this news. Did he make a mistake in his judgment? After all, the step distribution was a topic he had just begun to research. It was normal for a few mistakes to occur.
Peony had a very confident appearance at this time. "The four targets are all under close surveillance. At the same time, we're already digging deep into their social relationships. Geographical factors are meaningless. Let's research social factors …. From a sociological perspective, they are all women. They are of similar age. They are beautiful. This similarity is a clue in and of itself. Overall, we believe in your professional abilities, Mr. Partner. "
"Thank you for your trust." Luo Nan laughed in response. He recalled something. "Oh right. There's another suspect target aside from these four targets. She's been moving around the municipal plaza all this time. Since you have enough manpower now, you should monitor that person as well."
The moving target never left Luo Nan's range of senses. Luo Nan observed her from a distance as he described her appearance. "This is also a woman. She's around sixteen or seventeen years old. She shouldn't be a university student. She's been shopping with her friends. Oh, she's come out now. She's joined some sort of team …. "
"A parade?"
"It's not a parade. I saw a support sign. It should be a fan of some celebrity. They know that there's a performance tonight and they came to the plaza to support them. These fans have always been super organized." Luo Nan had become more experienced in this aspect after spending an entire morning with the BHD group.
Peony's focus was different from his. "She's also a woman? How's her appearance? "
"Mm. She's quite decent. Above average."
"Tsk tsk. You really are a stalker. Why are you so sensitive to women? Speaking of which, I'm also a beauty. Do you want to meet? "
"... I said it before. It's just that I have a lot of eyes."
"Okay. Whatever Mr. Partner says. I won't expose your nature as a shut-in."
"Hehe!"
The two ended the call. Luo Nan shook his head. He had the feeling that Peony was using psychological profiling techniques on him. The more he interacted with her, the clearer his true image would become.
With Peony's intelligence, could he really keep his identity a secret?
Luo Nan didn't know why Her Majesty Empress Wu would make such an unnecessary move. This situation was quite embarrassing ….
Luo Nan let out a breath of turbid air and turned his attention back to the back. Mo Ya and her group were still staggering as they walked. At this speed, it would be up to the blessings of the heavens to be able to return to the Tonghui Building by three thirty.
"Oh? Who's that? "
Luo Nan saw someone walk out from the underground passageway. The timing was perfect. The person just happened to be right in front of Mo Ya and her group.
The person's gaze cut across the group of drunkards before finally stopping on Mo Ya's face. Though the person was blocking the path, it didn't look like he had any intentions of giving way. Instead, he took the initiative to speak.
"Mo Ya?"
This person should be familiar with Mo Ya and her group. Luo Nan could see that Mo Ya was startled for a moment before she happily responded. She didn't feel any sense of unfamiliarity.
The middle-aged man's hair was sparse, but he looked very healthy. His body was lean and powerful, and there wasn't much fat on his face. When he smiled, his muscles and muscles pulled, forming long ravines. He wasn't ugly, but he had a grave and stern aura to him.
"Could he be a soldier?"
Luo Nan subconsciously used his mental senses to scan the middle-aged man's Life Sketch. Then he saw ….
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