Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 714: Four Shadows of Rose (4)

Song Yuesheng walked through the crowd and finally found the target at the end of Area C.

Mr. Chen of Chen Real Estate was standing in front of the dartboard with his arm around the waist of the rising star Lin Wanwan.

The woman was wearing a short, shiny silver skirt. Her fingertips lightly touched the man's palm, and her voice was so sweet that it made people sick: "Mr. Chen, I heard that the prize this time is a customized blue diamond bracelet. There are only three sets in the world..."

The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, with a deliberate seduction, completely different from the image of the pure girl on the screen.

The man chuckled and rubbed her waist with his fingertips: "You are greedy."

Song Yuesheng watched coldly and suddenly realized that he had made a mistake - not everyone was following the rules of wearing a mask to play the game.

For example, Wen Jingheng, who was flirting with his female companion not far away, and Yan Sui, who was providing "psychological counseling" to a girl from the club in the corner, all showed their true faces.

She blended silently into the competition queue and filmed the evidence at close range.

The host smiled and announced the rules: "Three darts determine the winner, and the one with the highest score will receive a blue diamond bracelet. As Miss Lin said, there are only three sets in the world."

Lin Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she pulled Mr. Chen's sleeve and shook it gently: "Try it~"*

Mr. Chen picked up the dart at random.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three darts broke through the air in succession, two darts hit the bull's eye, and one dart was close to the edge, the result was quite impressive.

Lin Wanwan looked around proudly, then stood on tiptoe and kissed Mr. Chen on the face, causing a burst of jeers from the people around.

The host observed the other's expression and said, "There are still ten minutes left in the game. Anyone else want to challenge?"

People around me kept saying things like "I won't challenge you" and "I can't win".

"Well, I declare the game of darts over—"

"and many more."

A cold female voice interrupted him.

Song Yuesheng twirled a dart on his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curled slightly under his silver mask: "Since there are still ten minutes left, it's against the rules to end it early, right?"

Lin Wanwan took a step forward and pulled a fake smile from her red lips: "Miss, there must be a limit to being stubborn."

Song Yuesheng didn't answer.

Her eyes flicked across the side of the woman's neck.

The butterfly tattoo is faintly visible among the hair, and the jagged lines on the edge of the wings are exactly the same as the logo of the SF organization.

"boom!"

The dart hit the bull's eye so hard that the entire dartboard buzzed.

The second dart followed closely, accurately splitting the tail feathers of the previous one.

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

Lin Wanwan's smile froze on her face.

Mr. Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Yuesheng with scrutiny.

"You!" Lin Wanwan's delicately made-up face twisted instantly, and she suddenly grabbed Song Yuesheng's wrist, "I don't want the game records, but I'll pay double the price for the bracelet I saw first!"

Song Yuesheng took in the expressions of the two people, then took Lin Wanwan's hand away and shot another dart into the bull's eye.

Lin Wanwan saw a flaxen curly-haired figure not far away and suddenly became anxious.

She looked at Song Yuesheng and said impatiently, "I was the first one to see him, why are you competing with me for him?"

Mr. Chen put his arm around her waist and held her in his arms to comfort her.

"The official website price of this bracelet is 3.1 million. I'll give you 10 million."

Song Yuesheng pretended to think for a while, then said, "Okay, then please ask Mr. Chen to give the check first."

Mr. Chen: "What qualifications do you have to say that?"

"Just because——"

Song Yuesheng picked up the last dart.

Also hit the bull's eye.

And this moment.

Several glances came over at the same time.

——The movement of her throwing darts is too similar to the movement of throwing hairpins in the stage play.

So much so that some people recognized her instantly.

Wen Jingheng turned his head and whispered to Luo Ying over the champagne, "Follow them later. I'll... take care of some things before I go."

Luo Ying: "Yes, sir."

Wen Jingheng drank the champagne in one gulp and looked at the figure in the dart area in the distance.

It better not be what he thinks.

Here.

Seeing Song Yuesheng's attitude, Mr. Chen wrote her a check as if he was threatened.

And Song Yuesheng also gave them the winning spot in the game.

Although there is evidence of infidelity, the two people have different thoughts.

Compared to this...

He took the check, removed the mask on his face, and casually took the arm of a passing waiter.

"Come on handsome, today is my treat."

She deliberately leaned on the other person's shoulder intimately, feeling the gazes falling on her disappear one by one.

After leaving Area C, Song Yuesheng went directly out of the exit of Hongxiu Hall and booked a room on the eleventh floor to rest.

She wanted to know SF's purpose tonight, which faction Mr. Chen belonged to, and the three male protagonists and the suspected female protagonist were all here...

Regardless, it's going to be a lively night.

There was no way she could leave the Tianque Club.

……

Halfway through the cocktail party in the Hongxiu Hall, Lin Wanwan was taken away by Mr. Chen.

In the suite at the end of the corridor on the eleventh floor, Lin Wanwan was thrown onto the sofa by Mr. Chen. Her red skirt rolled up, revealing the black leather strap tied around her thigh.

——The blue diamond bracelet should have been hidden there.

"Who is Butterfly?" Mr. Chen loosened his tie, and the elegant mask was completely torn apart. "What do you want to do?"

Lin Wanwan felt pain, but she smiled even more brightly, her red lips parted: "Mr. Chen, what are you doing? Didn't you just say you would treat me well?"

"Stop pretending." Mr. Chen sneered, "That blue diamond bracelet has a micro-tracker embedded in it. What do you SF want to smuggle with it?"

Lin Wanwan's pupils shrank slightly, but soon returned to normal.

She gently broke free from his hand, took a step back, tilted her head and smiled: "It's a pity that the bracelet is no longer on me."

Before he could finish his words, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Luo Ying stood at the door, holding the blue diamond bracelet in her hand. The silver chain dangled between her fingers, reflecting a cold light.

"Looking for this?"

Lin Wanwan's face suddenly changed, and she stepped back violently, with her back against the wall.

"Ms. Lin, your acting is great. I didn't expect you to be a member of SF."

Wen Jingheng's voice came from behind Luo Ying.

He walked slowly into the room, his black coat made him look tall and slender, but there was a frosty look in his eyes.

Lin Wanwan's breathing quickened: "Wen, Wen Jingheng, you...you are from Qingtang Club..."

Her eyes scanned the room.

Suddenly he slammed into the wall and fell down.

Blood oozed from his forehead and he fainted.

Wen Jingheng frowned: "Take her away, this injury won't kill her."

Just now.

A puff of lavender smoke floated in the room.

The door locked automatically with a click, the ventilation system stopped working, and smoke quickly filled the entire space.

"Is this the room you're looking for?" Wen Jingheng asked Mr. Chen in a cold voice.

Mr. Chen shook his head, his face grim: "She chose it..."

"It's a butterfly trap!"

Luo Ying reacted suddenly and raised his foot to kick the door, but found that his limbs were gradually becoming weak and even the strength to raise his hands was rapidly disappearing.

Wen Jingheng's eyes darkened, and he drew out the dagger he carried with him without hesitation, and slashed his arm with the blade.

Blood gushed out and the severe pain made him wake up briefly.

He gritted his teeth and kicked the door!

The door lock broke and smoke poured out from the crack in the door.

In the corridor, hurried footsteps could be heard faintly.

Luo Ying made a prompt decision, took off the mask on his face and handed it to Wen Jingheng, "Sir, we will split into two groups!"

One minute later.

A woman wearing a black butterfly mask appeared at the end of the corridor with her companions.

She glanced around the smoky room, her eyes fell on the bloodstains on the carpet and the unconscious Lin Wanwan, a sneer appeared at the corner of her lips.

"Send Lin Wanwan to the hospital," she ordered coldly, "The rest of you follow me and chase them. One of them is already injured and bleeding. They can't run far."

The Qingtang Society investigated them for four years.

Now, it's finally going to fall into their hands.

The woman personally led people to follow the blood trail.

The high heels stepped on the soft carpet silently.

at the corner.

Wen Jingheng leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

The effect of the drug blurred his vision, and blood dripped down his arm, leaving dark red marks on the carpet.

——The voice of Black Butterfly is Su Yutang.

This realization made Wen Jingheng's eyes even colder.

But at this moment, he was no longer able to escape.

The footsteps are getting closer...

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the next room and pulled him in!

The door closed silently, blocking out any traces.