Due to the attention of S19 technology, Meng Hanchen is also Alexander these days. Get up early and soak in the company all day long, busy with this and that, busy and anxious, and have no time to rest.

After all, this is a chance to prove Montessori!

She's going to have to take it!

However, the leader gave her a task, and seeing that the deadline was approaching soon, Meng Hanchen decided to put aside the work at hand for a while, and calm down and think about how to approach Beiwendong.

Bukwen-dong is a computer software engineer. To put it in layman's terms, hackers.

She decided to start tonight at the Foggy Palace bar, where he frequented. The leader especially reminded her that this person was elusive, and she must seize the moment and act cautiously.

In fact, there is no need for the leader to say that Meng Hanchen also knows,

caution

It is a must-have quality for a killer.

She arranged for someone to hack into the surveillance system of the Fog Palace Bar, and bribed the bartender and the escort lady at the hotel bar. At the same time, he asked Xiling to "negotiate" with the owner of the Kirinomiya bar, of course, there is no doubt that Xiling did it properly.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

22 o'clock.

The time it takes for ordinary people to fall asleep.

But for the people of Night City, the nightlife has only just begun.

MENG HANCHEN CHANGED INTO A SET OF LOW-KEY AND LUXURIOUS PRADA LITTLE BLACK DRESS, THE CHEST WAS QUITE CONSERVATIVE, AND THE BACK WAS ONLY SUPPORTED BY A BELT, WHICH MADE PEOPLE REVERIE.

Meng Hanchen wants this effect.

Please don't doubt the purpose of my trip, you know, I'm here to party!

She parked the Aston Martin One-77 directly to the side of the road and walked to the Fog Palace Bar opposite.

She walked in with a model step, shook the dazzling black card in front of the waiter, and went in.

She took off her sunglasses, her eyes were clear, and she casually called a waiter,

"What floor is VIP Suite 108 on?"

"Seventh floor, miss."

Meng Hanchen decided to survey the first floor first. Beiwen Cave has not yet arrived, wouldn't it be interesting to go up by yourself.

She walked over to the bar and ordered a Moscow Mule and drank it.

She took a sip and frowned.

Sure enough, the ginger flavor is very rushing.

The bartender saw that her expression was not natural, so he asked,

"Why, miss? Am I not tuned well? ”

Meng Hanchen shook his head,

"It's just that there's something I don't like in it."

The bartender was even more confused,

"If you don't like it, why do you want to order it?"

Meng Hanchen pursed his red lips and said slowly,

"You don't like it, but you can't avoid it. You have to learn to accept it and make yourself like it. ”

The bartender was dumbfounded, and he laughed for a long time,

"Miss, you are so interesting, I have met a gentleman who is as interesting as you."

"Oh?"

"I don't remember exactly, he seems to be called Beiwendong."

Meng Hanchen's beautiful eyes lit up when he heard this,

"I want to hear about it."

"I didn't first meet here, but at the 37°5 bar. I used to bartend there. I remember one night he came drunk and asked me to mix a glass of Old fashioned for him, and when I did, he shook his head and walked straight to the bar and showed me how to ······"

Meng Hanchen pondered, 37°5 bar? It is not shown in the information.

Meng Hanchen didn't listen to what the bartender said later, she wasn't a person who liked to listen.

"Look, miss, it's him·····"

The bartender pointed to the door, and after a moment turned back, ready to continue, only to find that the beautiful young lady had long since disappeared.

"Huh? I was still there just now..."

Meng Hanchen followed the bartender's voice and looked towards the door, and the one who was laughing in the crowd was Beiwendong.

She watched him closely.

Although he smiled heartily, it was not from the heart, as if he was hiding his emotions.

Meng Hanchen quietly followed, ready to wait for an opportunity to capture him.

To get to the elevator, you need to pass through the dance floor, Meng Hanchen followed carefully from a distance, and suddenly her arm was jerked,

She staggered, and a miserable female voice swept through her eardrums.

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng, please save me!"