The imperial capital, a bar.

As time goes by late at night, the whole bar is filled with people, and all kinds of colorful lights seem intoxicated by the noisy and deafening music.

On the dance floor, young men and women in various clothes were wriggling wildly at the deafening rhythm, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

In the crowd.

Zhang Jinhong leaned sideways, walked forward carefully through groups of twisting bodies.

From his expression, we can see that Zhang Jinhong has no interest in these degenerate men and women, and even disdains, thinking that they are disgusting and dirty.

Soon, he came to a corner and sat down, threw a pill-like thing into the quilt on the table full of alcohol.

In an instant, a bubble rose from the bottom of the quilt.

This is the code of contact that Zhang Jinhong and the lurking elements of the Moon Party agreed upon, and this is also the first time he has met with people in the organization after Amaterasu falls.

So he seemed very cautious.

Soon, a charming woman came to him with a cigarette in her arms, as if she regarded him as the first target of indulgence tonight.

"Hi, handsome guy, how about treating me to a drink?"

As he said that, the woman pulled the collar even more open, full of teasing.

"Get out."

Zhang Jinhong didn't even look at the woman, and said this coldly.

The woman was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect that there was such an ignorant person. She snorted coldly and left without any worries, leaving only Zhang Jinhong sitting there, observing the surroundings alertly.

After a while, he looked at his watch, and a hint of anxiety appeared on his face, as if the person who was connecting with him did not appear on time. So he picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and then got up and left.

But at this moment, a waiter handed him a bill and said, "Sir, you spend a total of 168 yuan."

Zhang Jinhong glanced at the bill and found that the bottom of the bill was written in English: I'm waiting for you upstairs.

So, Zhang Jinhong took out two hundred-dollar bills from his pocket, put them into the waiter's plate, and headed to the second floor toward the stairs.

At the same time, in another corner, a man dressed in a gangster and "Sister Lin" were pretending to be flirting while observing Zhang Jinhong's movements.

When they saw Zhang Jinhong going upstairs, they called the waiter to pretend to ask for a drink, but their eyes quickly glanced at the bill.

When the waiter went to get the wine, Sister Lin asked, "What is written on the list?"

The man shook his head and said regretfully, "They have done too carefully and the wine list has been replaced." As he said, he stared at the corridor that was going upstairs and said, "Why do we find any reason to go up and take a look?"

"no!"

Sister Lin seriously rejected the man's proposal and said solemnly, "This is the first time we have carried out a tracking mission. The boss said that sometimes he would rather give up intelligence than ensure that we are not exposed.

If they notice it, all the work in the future will not be carried out! Today's task is over, let's go!"

The gangster shrugged and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I haven't come in vain this time anyway. At least I know there is something wrong with this bar."

After saying that, the two of them left.

...

On the other side, Zhang Jinhong followed the stairs to the second floor and took the lead in walking into a very long corridor.

Compared to the dance floor on the first floor, this place is much quieter.

Until he reached the end of the corridor and walked into a door and closed it, the noise below could hardly be heard.

Actually, this is the office of this bar.

Like many bar owners in this area, this boss actually does not just operate it, but has made a lot of investments. The bar is just one of its projects.

Except for every day when the payment is settled, the boss comes back to see the income and expenditure situation, he basically leaves it to others for operation at other times.

This bar called ‘blue’ was once one of the owner’s industries, but more than a month ago, the bar was suddenly transferred and an international student from the United States took over.

No one knows this rich American student, but it is said that he is the son of a major American chaebol. Because he likes the cultural atmosphere in China, he travels thousands of miles to study abroad.

But what is mysterious is that the time he took over was very close to the time when the Doomsday Tsunami broke out!

And when he took over the bar, every night, many young foreign men and women would mingle here, people who were hard to appear during the day.

Moreover, these young foreign men and women who hang out in bars every night like to find Chinese people to hunt for beauty and spend the night with them.

Those who spent the night with them all have a common reaction, that is, when they wake up the next day, they will feel their body empty, their limbs are weak, and their concentration is not concentrated, and it will take at least half a month to recover.

Not only that, these people who are targeted will hear a vague sound every night, as if they are summoning, tempting them to continue to come to this bar and continue to vent their heart's content.

...

At present, only Zhang Jinhong knows the true identity of this so-called American student in China. Only he knows what the purpose of this guy who came to China as an international student is.

Since Kashima Amaterasu fell behind, he, a spy who had been carrying the organizational mission since childhood and lurking in China, suddenly felt lost and lonely.

After all, I have been persisting for so many years, and when everything turns into a bubble, it will be difficult for anyone to accept it.

The long lurking and torture made him almost forget that he was the people of the island country, but in countless late nights, he would always see the scene of earthquakes and disasters caused by the motherland in nightmares.

Therefore, he cannot forget his identity, nor dare to forget it.

It's just that he often feels lonely.

However, in a sense, Zhang Jinhong is not lonely, because there was a girl who was sent to China with him to lurk with him, that is Xiaoling, who was by Zhang Zhe.

These two people, holding the same belief and carrying the same mission, are striving for their original oath.

It is precisely because of her companions with similar fate that Xiaoling made up her mind to advance and retreat with Zhang Jinhong, her commander, to survive and die together, and to repay the cultivation and nurturing of the motherland!
Chapter completed!