Today's Sima Mansion has been busy since the morning, because many people from high society are coming to attend the birthday banquet of Sima Yu, the youngest son of the Sima family. This seems to be a very happy day, but it is obviously a good time for Mo Jue and Qu Han to start.

Because Sima Mansion is going to hold a banquet today, some people will be found to do some small work on this day. Mo Jue and Qu Han had already found someone to do a good job, and now the two of them were busy in the hall of the Sima Mansion in their costumed clothes, waiting for an opportunity to move.

When night fell, the guests all came to the Sima Mansion in luxurious cars and dressed gorgeously. The patriarch of the Sima family was standing at the door to greet the guests, and Sima Yu was preparing in his lounge. Mo Jue and Qu Han were studying the distribution map of Sima Mansion in the staff's locker room.

At about 9 p.m., Sima Yu will play piano music for the whole audience in the lobby for about 5 to 6 minutes, and all the guests will enjoy Sima Yu's performance in the lobby. That's enough time for us to enter the archives and steal materials. Qu Han's hand pointed and scratched on the distribution map, discussing the next plan with Mo Jue.

"We've found the exact location of the documents, and we just need to go up and pry open the safe and take them away. That's your specialty. Mo Jue looked at the drawings and said calmly.

Qu Han glared at Mo Jue dissatisfiedly: "What do you say, how did sliding doors and picking locks become my specialty?"

"I didn't say that, your own understanding. Mo Jue said innocently. "There's another problem, to get to the archives upstairs, you have to have a management's ID card, and that's up to you. ”

"I know, there is a vice president in the hall, who is said to be extremely greedy for beauty. Looks like I'm going to have to sacrifice hue to deal with him. ”

Mo Jue nodded, "Hard." ”

Qu Han was about to speak, when there was a sudden knock on the door outside the locker room, and the two of them suddenly looked in the direction of the door vigilantly. Mo Jue flashed and hid behind the closet, looked at Qu Han, and motioned for her to speak.

"Xiaomeng, are you inside?" The person outside the door knocked on the door a few times, and when he saw that there was no sound in the door, he spoke out suspiciously.

Qu Han replied repeatedly: "Hey, I'm in there." Something went wrong with my clothes and it was fine right away. ”

The people outside the door were also enthusiastic: "Do you want me to help?"

Qu Han said as he walked out the door: "No, no", walked to the door and opened the door, and found that it was a girl who was a waitress together, "It's all right, the side of this dress is a little dirty just now, I simply scrubbed it here, cleaned the dirty place, and dried it with a blow dryer." ”

"Oh, I see, I said how I can't find your people everywhere. There are so many guests outside, I'm a little too busy, and the supervisor asked me to come to you. ”

"It's me who's not good, it's not good, I should have told you before I left. Let's go, don't make the supervisor wait too long, then we'll have to deduct our wages. Qu Han stuck out his tongue and said embarrassedly.

As soon as the companion heard the word "salary", he was almost immediately attracted to attention, and turned on the complaint mode: "Yes, yes, let me tell you, this supervisor is not ordinary, I heard that he has his own unique means in addition to management, and even his martial arts are very strong, he is simply the guard of this mansion." ”

Qu Han sneered silently in his heart: Hmph, Director Lian. She naturally knew how powerful he was. In addition to his managerial and martial arts talents, he is also a feared sharpshooter.

In this mission, he is the biggest stumbling block for Mo Jue and her, and he is also the character who makes them cheer up.

Mo Jue stood silently in the locker room, waiting until the sound outside completely disappeared, and after making sure that there was no one outside the door, he dodged out and went to the back kitchen to do his part.

Qu Han walked around the crowd of clothed sideburns in a black maid dress with a tray and a tray, handing a glass of wine to those who needed it at any time. The people who came to this banquet today are all people from high society, but many people from high society are just devils in human skin. Qu Han looked around the hall and found the location of the vice president, and walked towards him with bewitching steps.

Qu Han twisted his hips and just walked in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the middle-aged, pot-bellied vice president staring straight at her, and sure enough, he quickly stopped her: "Miss, please give me a glass of wine." ”

With a smile on his face, Qu Han walked over gently, took a glass of wine from his tray and handed it to him, slightly possessed, revealing a deep career line. The vice president's eyes were really staring straight there, and when he took the wine glass, he stretched out his groping hand and touched her hand, looking at her with a lewd smile. Qu Han maintained a professional smile on his face and turned to leave, but he scolded that person a thousand times in his heart. The vice president was obviously reluctant to get the fat in his mouth to fall off like this, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Qu Han back, but Qu Han was suddenly unbalanced, and fell down next to the sofa all of a sudden, and all the wine in his hand was spilled on the vice president. The vice president cursed almost immediately, Qu Han quickly stood up and apologized, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains on his clothes for him. "Don't touch me, lowly thing. The vice president brushed Qu Han's hand away and walked towards the lounge with an angry face. Qu Han kept bowing and apologizing behind him. This small accident was quickly forgotten by everyone, and many people did not even notice that such a thing happened in this remote corner, and they still talked and laughed and discussed what they were interested in. Qu Han touched the identity card and fingerprint collector in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

At 8:55 p.m., Qu Han and Mo Jue looked at the same watch of the same model on their wrists almost at the same time. Then he put down what he was holding in unison, gradually left the crowd, and went upstairs.

Sima Yu is about to play a piece in the hall for the guests, and it is said that this young son is excellent at the piano but rarely plays in public, so this is a rare opportunity. Now everyone is estimated to have gone to the hall to wait for Sima Yu's performance. The two avoided the occasional person, swiped open one door after another with the vice president's ID card, and finally came to the door of a room.

The two looked at each other and nodded tacitly. I swiped it with my ID card, and the screen showed that I wanted to enter my fingerprint. Qu Han took out the new fingerprint sleeve made by the fingerprint collector according to the collected fingerprints and put it on his hand, put his finger on the fingerprint recognition area, and the door opened with a "pull" while the recognizer was successfully matched in reality. At the same time, the sound of music downstairs also slowly sounded, spreading through the air to the ears of two people.

Mo Jue and Qu Han entered the room, and as far as the eye could see, there were safes, each with its own number.

The two men quickly locked the position of cabinet T65. Qu Han flicked the switch of the safe little by little, listening to the sound inside. After a few minutes of drumming, I finally heard a "click" and the safe opened. The two men took the documents inside and were about to leave, but their eyes were shaken by the sudden light that filled the room, but they consciously immediately took out their guns from their pockets and pointed them in the direction of the door.

"I knew you were coming to steal the papers, and I've been waiting here for a long time. ”

Mo Jue and Qu Han turned around and saw Director Lian standing at the door, with the black barrel of the gun also facing them.

Mo Jue and Qu Han glanced at each other, no wonder the task that was said to be very tricky in the organization this time was so simple, it turned out that they were waiting for them here. Mo Jue looked at Qu Han, and there was a message in his eyes that he was about to leave. The two men each fired a shot in the direction of Director Lian, and then quickly flew out of the window.

Prepare for a quick landing with a pre-prepared static rope. Director Lian sensed Mo Jue and Qu Han's intentions almost immediately, dodged the bullet and fired a shot.

Several people's guns were loaded, and Qu Han saw Director Lian's action of raising his hand, and his body that was about to descend immediately pounced on Mo Jue's body. Immediately, she felt the sound of a bullet entering her body and the pain that followed. The sharpshooter, the bullet is not missing, and it really lives up to its name.

Mo Jue also immediately noticed that Qu Han was injured because he blocked the gun for him, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he carried Qu Han from the windowsill to the back garden.

When the people led by Director Lian saw that they had run away, they hurriedly wanted to go down and chase them. Director Lian raised his hand and motioned for them to stop, "Poor Kou Mo Chase, don't you understand this truth? Today is the little young master's birthday banquet, don't alarm the guests who come." Director Lian looked at the direction in which the two of them were fleeing, squinted his eyes, and a playful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Mo Jue helped Qu Han to the car of the person who answered him, pulled the car door and carried Qu Han in before getting into the car by himself. The driver saw that Qu Han was injured, and immediately started the car and drove in the direction of returning to the city.

Mo Jue touched Qu Han's back, and at this time a blood flower had already appeared, and even his hands were full of greasy.

"It's a minor injury for people like us. If you don't hurt the vital point, you won't die. Qu Han pale and smiled indifferently.

"Stop talking. Mo Jue looked at Qu Han, his heart was full of guilt, why was she so stupid?

"The people of the Sima family let us get it so easily, there must be something fried in it. Qu Han looked at Mo Jue and said seriously.

Mo Jue thought about it, took out the information and opened it to look at it, but he didn't read a few pages before throwing it away: "The information is fake." ”

"It seems that our actions have leaked the word this time. Qu Han said with a frown.

"It's impossible for our side to leak, and there is only one ...... answer"

"There are ghosts in the organization. The two men said in unison.