Chapter 558: Unexpected Reunion

At the moment the intercom was turned on, Chen Ling let out a sigh and subconsciously turned his head to look at that position.

In the misty drizzle, he locked onto the inconspicuous director in the venue at a glance. He could feel a wave of electronic communication signals coming from there, extending to a certain position outside the venue.

As if noticing Chen Ling's gaze, the director also turned his head to look here, and saw a red-dressed actor holding an oil-paper umbrella standing in the rain, looking at him from a distance.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Chen Ling smiled slightly, then moved his eyes away, and continued to walk into the venue with Kong Baosheng.

Although he did not feel the fluctuations of the other party's Shinto, from the fact that he instantly noticed his gaze, Chen Ling was sure that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person, and was most likely the owner of a certain Shinto... In addition, the other party seemed to be deliberately paying attention to Li Ruohong, and there was a hidden communication device on his body, Chen Ling had basically guessed the other party's identity.

It seems that I caught two big fish with one swing of the rod this time...

As Chen Ling gradually went deeper into the venue, passing by one figure after another, everyone was quickly attracted by the bright red dress, especially the famous female stars in the entertainment industry, who were secretly surprised when they saw the face under the umbrella!

"Who is he?"

"I haven't seen him before... but judging from his attire, he should be an actor?"

"Are all actors this good-looking these days? I feel like with his looks, he could become a top male star just by relying on his face..."

"I also feel like he's much better looking than those top male idols!!"

"I always thought that actors were all middle-aged or old men... It's been a long time since I've seen such a young actor in the mortal world?"

"There are indeed no young people singing now, only some respected old seniors are still singing..."

"Help, will he sing today? I'm a little excited?"

"Don't expect too much, do you think singing is easy? It takes years of hard training, how can young people now have the patience to endure that hardship? He's so young, I guess he won't be very good when he opens his mouth... It's good to just be a vase."

"..."

At this moment, Chen Ling finally realized what a perfect face meant, which was the most natural competitive advantage in any era.

Of course, the beauty or ugliness of the face is actually meaningless to Chen Ling on weekdays, and the more ordinary the better. But in Chen Ling's plan today, he still has to be eye-catching enough, otherwise he would not wear such a bright red robe.

"Sir, they are all looking at you!" Kong Baosheng was a little excited, "Are we going to be famous?"

"What are you thinking about." Chen Ling smiled,

"I have something to do with someone, you just eat and drink in the venue, don't run around, understand?"

"Okay, sir."

Chen Ling walked to a certain place in the venue alone with an umbrella.

Now Li Ruohong has brought two spies from the Wuji Realm into the manor, and they should go directly to Mu Chunsheng's office. Chen Ling naturally has to find a way to get there, one is to prepare for the next move, and the other is to see what they are going to do.

Not everyone can enter the manor of the Beidou Consortium. If an outsider comes here, he will definitely get lost. But Chen Ling is different. He has been to Beidou Manor once before. Mu Chunsheng even explained every arrangement here to him personally. He even knew clearly where the security would be set up. With [Wu Xiang], it was not difficult for Chen Ling to sneak into the office.

As Chen Ling walked away, the eyes that focused on him gradually became scarce. At this moment, a different kind of eyes passed through the crowd and locked on him.

Although many people looked at Chen Ling just now, they basically looked away after a few glances. But this time Chen Ling could feel a gaze firmly locked on him, and it had not moved away for a long time, as if he was monitoring him.

Chen Ling did not immediately look at the source of the gaze, otherwise he would be noticed as extraordinary like the director. He first walked to a dead end, pretended to be lost, and then looked around blankly.

Soon, he found the source of the gaze.

He was a man with ordinary looks. Judging from his uniform, he was a security guard of the Beidou Group. At this moment, he was standing in the corner of the venue, staring at me in surprise... No, should I say, staring at the blue flower on the hem of my robe?

This blue flower was sewn by Chen Yan before. It was very small and difficult to see if you didn't look carefully, but he stared at it, as if he was thinking about something seriously. When he saw me looking back at him, he silently moved his eyes away.

Is he the owner of the Shinto raised by the Beidou Group? Could it be that he found something strange about me?

No, that's not right...

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

Chen Ling didn't make any extra movements, but pretended to find that he had walked in the wrong direction. After scratching his head, he walked straight in the direction of the security guard.

"Hello, where is the toilet?"

"Toilet?"

The security guard was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and pointed to a place and said, "In that direction."

"Thank you."

Chen Ling smiled politely, and then walked directly to the place where the security guard pointed. After turning a corner, he disappeared from the security guard's sight.

The security guard stood there for a long time, as if he was struggling with something, but finally gritted his teeth and followed Chen Ling from a distance.

However, as soon as he turned the corner, he lost sight of Chen Ling. Just as he looked around in confusion, a hand like an iron clamp instantly covered his mouth from behind, and a gun was pressed against his temple at the same time.

"If you don't want to die, don't move!" Chen Ling's deep voice sounded, and he suddenly exerted force with his arm, directly pulling the security guard into an empty room, and locked the door with his backhand.

This seemed to be a storage room, the floor was full of dust, and no one had come to clean it for a long time... There was only a palm-wide window on the top of the wall in the room, and the gray sunlight shone into the dim room, and the air fell into a dead silence.

Being restrained by Chen Ling, the security guard's eyes were full of astonishment, as if he didn't expect the other party to take action so straightforwardly, and he said something in a humming voice.

Chen Ling held the gun against his forehead with one hand and spoke slowly, "The current security is basically concentrated near the birthday banquet venue. They will never appear in such a remote place, and you don't even know the location of the toilet... You are not a security here, right?

You are not from the Wuji Realm, and you are even less likely to be from the police department. If you are from these two camps, there is no need to disguise so troublesome..."

The security guard was stunned for a moment, but Chen Ling still covered his mouth tightly, looking at him with his eyes, and a pair of apricot red slowly emerged from the corners of his eyes,

"So... who are you? What is your purpose?"

Chen Ling thought he had mastered the overall situation of the birthday banquet, but now a mysterious fourth-party camp suddenly appeared, forcing him to be on full alert. He has been the "yellow bird" behind the scenes so many times, and he doesn't want to be calculated in reverse.

The good news is that this person's strength does not seem to be very good, otherwise Chen Ling would not be able to control him so easily... Even if he doesn't want to say it, Chen Ling can also [Paint the Red Face] to try to spy on part of the truth.

The security guard looked at Chen Ling, his eyes changed from shock to complexity, and finally to helplessness... He smiled bitterly, and after breaking free from Chen Ling's hand covering his mouth, he slowly stretched his hand to his chin...

Then he tore it hard!

As a piece of face skin disappeared in the air, a familiar face was exposed in front of Chen Ling...

Xi Shen Dao, first-level skill, [Thousand Faces].

Li Qingshan sighed,

"Brother Lin, long time no see."