Chapter 100: . A trivial little thing that happened at the party (3)

How will "passing" information be delivered?
According to Qin Zhongzheng's experience, important information is nothing more than "time, location, size of the lineup of both parties, identity information, joint secret code" and the like. Because it may be intercepted by telephone, telegram, network, etc., it is often through paper or U disk transfer.
But according to common sense, if the intelligence handover is so easy, the winning side of the "sniping group" would be too low.
Therefore, the original content speculates that the handover of information must involve "abnormal movements not short-term".
For example-the cleaner who cleaned the painting frame on the wall for more than a minute.
Qin Zhongzheng cut the screen of the monitor to the vicinity as the original content questioned.
The oil painting frame is located in the corridor next to the bathroom, in a dimly lit corner, away from the bustling writhing crowd.
It seems that the drunkard accidentally spilled wine on the painting. Fortunately, the hotel has expected that this tragedy will inevitably occur in social occasions. The oil painting should be a fake or an unknown writer. The cleaner did not say anything, just be careful with a soft cloth. Wipe.
"There seems to be nothing worth noting."
After the cleaner cleaned all the wine, he cleaned up the cleaning tools and walked along the wall.
Xu Lunkai sighed in disappointment and leaned back on the sofa chair: "How can I find this? This party spans half a floor, not to mention one hundred and fifty people, the area is still so large, and no one can be suspicious."
Who is suspicious?
Qin Zhongzheng, who was half-straight with unpredictable looks, looked back into the dark room and sat in front of the monitor. When he didn't speak and meditate, his tall body and calm face seemed particularly reliable.
Under his eyes, there are millions of messages on three monitors. His face is reflected by the cold light of the screen, which makes Yuanrong wonder if he should disturb him.
With keen attention to Yuan Rong’s eyes, Qin Zhongzheng cast his eyes in confusion, and his face softened for a moment, and he was the wicked and sloppy man again:
Why? Can’t be moved by my handsome and handsome eyes?

This man is really...
Yuan Rong couldn't help but smile: "Lao Qin, if you are asked to do this task, what do you think the task might be like, and how might it be done?"
After hearing this, Xu Lunkai also echoed: "Yes, you have experience, think about it quickly."
Qin Zhongzheng also learned that he leaned back so that he fell into a comfortable sofa. He thought for a while: "It's really hard to say. When waiting for the anti-drug team, the team had a very uncharacteristic look, so he threw the young man on the street who no one remembered the impression, and went to Guo An. He lost contact for a long time. Later, he retired and only chatted, saying that because of his lack of character, it is most suitable for this kind of spy agent task."
He seemed to think of some interesting memories, softly self-satisfied for a while, and then said: "Agents like handsome men and beautiful women in the movie can be exposed in less than ten minutes of actual combat. The secret of doing this task is that Low-key, integrated, natural."
Yuan Rong nodded thoughtfully: "It makes sense."
Qin Zhongzheng said again: "For me, I will pretend to be the most common, a part of the crowd." He called up a picture at once, motioning for Yuanrong to come to see it, and Xu Lunkai also turned his face.
This is a picture of the central fountain pool in the hall.
Under the ambiguous yellow light, the ivory angel sculpture reflects the mysterious white light, and the clear stream poured out from the horn and the holy grail in their hands and flowed into the turbulent swimming pool.
The white young ladies were laughing and playing, and the male companions brought Yingying Yanyan to the stage, and ignored the flowers and butterflies and let them play for themselves.
Among them, self-professed college students, third-rate little stars, and even daytime librarians and bank tellers, come to such occasions of high-level drunkenness, life and death, seeming to be at ease, but they are actually afraid of discomfort. They gathered together in a silver bell-like voice chatting about who's scandalous gossip, took champagne from the waiter, or took some cakes from the buffet counter to hunger.
Their exaggerated smiles weren't really beautiful as they looked, but they were vulgar and pretentious.
Yuanrong only glanced at them, quickly learned the information, and avoided his eyes.
"Tell me, do you think these... there are no minded little girls, will there be agents?"
"How come," Xu Lunkai pouted, "It's okay to talk about feelings, and give important things to this kind of woman.
After hearing this, Qin Zhongzheng laughed and made Xu Lunkai unclear.
The latter looked at the original face in a daze. The original face finally held back the smile, and said teasingly: "If you look down on a woman, you will have to suffer sooner or later. Then I ask you, if the sniper team is all with you Thought, is that the invasion group mixed in?
Seeing Xu Lunkai’s surprised wide-eyed eyes, Yuanrong concluded:
The more obvious it is, the easier it is to be noticed, and it is too risky to pretend that way; therefore, this kind of ordinary, low-key, even makes people think
how could it be a spy
Yes, it is the most suspicious."
The countdown is over 30 minutes.
Realizing that time is passing by quickly, the tension that originally allowed Rong was lessened: the other party spent 30 minutes without any clue, there might be more urgent than that.
His aimlessly inquiring eyes, followed by a flare, began to watch everyone's actions closely.
The master of ceremonies on the small stage in the hall changed a topic. The number of guests gathered and listening was obviously double that of just now, and laughed loudly from time to time.
Many bartenders on the bar counter kept picking wine for the guests as required. The crystal clear liquids were poured on the bottom of the stemware and placed on the high-end tray with gilt dark lines of the waiter. Go to the crowd.
According to a rough observation of the original content, there are eleven waiters, seven men and four women. They are all tall and beautiful, wearing standard waiter clothes, white shirts and silver vests, and shiny shiny leather shoes. They walked between the bar and all directions, with a steady pace and ease of movement.
The party took place for a while, and the number of drunk people gradually increased. Alcohol paralyzed the mask of the day camouflage, and began to reveal the real desire of people under the stench. They laughed loudly and led beautiful women, or men as soft and petite as women, to leave the ball, and even casually found a sofa to sit and flirt. This made the original appearance a little anxious.
Immediately, he noticed a short woman.
She seems to be a star. Unlike the playful swimsuit girl in the pool, she wears a dignified high-density velvet corset wavy skirt, and her elegant black hair is hot and voluptuous. She seemed to slam her foot in the dance just before she nearly fell on a man.
The man was serious and expressionless, but he gently supported her and shouted to the waiter.
It seems that it is just a common episode of "throwing arms and throwing arms" that is common in the evening party. Yuan Rong, who was not interested, will immediately look away, but he is attracted the next second.
The progress of things is not the same as expected.
He shouted violently: "Lao Qin, turn the monitor to the falling woman over the third buffet car!"
Qin Zhongzheng responded quickly, knew what he saw, and instantly switched the converter.
Odrent heard the fine-tuning of Koukou's direction and kept monitoring the discord.
I saw a tall waiter nearby put the tray on the small coffee table and helped the woman to take a rest in the infirmary. However, when the woman stumbled up, she fell and fell unsteadily, pulling the bracelet off.
The huge variety of gemstones on the bracelet fell into the ground, reflecting the bright light of seven colors.
The woman is ecstatic: "My God, what are you doing? This is Africa's "light of tomorrow". Do you know how much it is worth?"
"Sorry, I was not careful..."
The waiter didn't expect this kind of thing to happen if he kindly helped. He squatted down quickly to pick up the scattered jewelry, but the woman slapped it aside.
The woman panicked on the jewelry, wondering if this bracelet was particularly important to her, or if she was simply drunk and confused, and she murmured in her mouth: "mine, mine...my stuff..."
The waiter also wanted to help, but was pushed aside vigorously by the woman who was incompatible with her petite body.
He looked helplessly at the serious man who called him and asked, "That gentleman, look at this..."
The men in suits didn't want to get involved in this troublesome thing, but in public, under the eyes of everyone, the unwillingness of such a gentleman's behavior was detrimental to the image. He had to give the waiter a glance, then stepped forward, squatted, and asked patiently, "This lady, do you need help?"
Hearing the words, the woman was relieved when she didn't get help. Instead, she was shocked, her soft body trembling and looking at the man, as if some monster was talking.
Yuan Rong and Qin Zhongzheng glanced at each other: Some of them were tired!
I saw the woman squatted on the ground, backed up one after another, shaking her head, unclear what was muttering in her mouth, as if she was forced into a prey.
The people around me who saw the excitement also realized that something was wrong. They asked if they needed help, and looked at the man's eyes.
The expressionless face of the man was a bit broken at times: "I don't know her! Oh my god, what's wrong with her? I just want to help her... Waiter, call the doctor, is she mentally ill?"
Looking at the past, the noble and elegant woman had no manners at all, her face was full of tears and snot, and she groaned with unknown meaning. This is not at all a drunken appearance, to rule out drug addiction attacks, such a thought, men's "mental problems" conjecture justified.
The man slapped on the waiter for a long time: "Quick, she may be sick, take her to the infirmary!"
The waiter made a stir and seemed to hesitate to work. The man called another waiter out of the crowd to help him carry the tray. The manager nodded to him too. He quickly forced the woman who was paralyzed to the ground and squeezed away Watching the crowd, rushing towards the medical office.
The original gaffe shouted: "Quick, Odrent, aim—"