Chapter 1180: 1178: Advanced Animals (VII)

Chapter 1180: Chapter 1178: Advanced Animals (VII)

It really is…

Under the observation of Demigod, with just a hint from Fu Qian, Yuan Shan caught on.

The lady showing off her figure on stage was one of the two women they first encountered.

If I remember correctly, those two had just come out from the casino, right?

“Truly earning and spending all at once, not missing out on business or entertainment.”

By then, Fu Qian was already at the side, clicking his tongue in admiration.

“Your observational skills really are astounding, now I believe in your ‘artistic nose’!”

Yuan Shan couldn’t help but tease, and without waiting for Fu Qian to defend himself, she continued.

“Do you think we could ask her?”

Of course, she didn’t really take that to be Fu Qian’s true purpose for being here, but considering his atrocious behavior all along, she just took the chance to mock him.

“Yeah, there are quite a few rooms here, probably for VIP services.”

Fu Qian gestured to the side.

“Even if Ah Lan really isn’t here, getting some more information wouldn’t hurt.”

“Let’s do as you say.”

Yuan Shan clearly agreed with this idea.

“But she seems busy, thinking of a way to interrupt her?”

This lady was also quite decisive, not willing to wait even a second after making up her mind.

“Let’s wait for a bit, she already started performing when we arrived, it won’t take too long. Interrupting now would really annoy people, whether it’s the staff or the guests.”

But Fu Qian shook his head, pacifying the increasingly unrestrained Chief Yuan.

“We can take a photo with her afterward.”

“Alright… you sure know a lot, don’t you?”

Yuan Shan quickly accepted the suggestion, but only stood to the side, unwilling to sit.

“A little bit.”

Unfortunately, the latter had a thick skin indeed, humbly downplaying it on the spot.

…

“You two…”

Indeed, as Fu Qian predicted, the performance ended after a few minutes.

And facing the two who came up for a photo at the end, the short-haired dancer was first startled by Yuan Shan’s gender, then upon seeing her face, she was even more stunned.

Not just her, in fact, the audience that had been concentrating on the performance also showed a rich variety of expressions when they noticed a female enthusiast at the end of the show.

“Not bad dancing.”

Fu Qian didn’t give her time to think too much, casually flicked a betting chip over, and praised her.

The two chips he left were the largest in Mogrim’s pile, definitely considered generous, and his praise wasn’t just being polite.

“For me?”

The short-haired dancer clumsily caught it, clearly somewhat disbelieving after seeing it better.

“There’s another matter I need to inquire about.”

Fu Qian nodded, signaling to chat on the side.

…

The dancer hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn’t bring herself to return the chip, and followed the two to the side.

“Cordelia.”

The name had been heard when others were addressing her during the performance, though it was certainly a stage name.

“We are looking for a person named Ah Lan who really favors this establishment, but we didn’t see this regular when we came in.”

Fu Qian did not describe Ah Lan’s appearance; Cordelia obviously looked like a seasoned employee who would definitely recognize such a distinctive character.

“After Ah Lan got rich, he wasn’t often just satisfied with watching the show.”

Cordelia was straightforward, clearly not thinking it was a secret she needed to keep.

Just as I thought!

Yuan Shan, who had been silent up until now, exchanged a glance with Fu Qian.

“So he came today?”

“I definitely saw him come in, but I didn’t notice whether he left or not.”

Cordelia recalled, her tone not too certain.

“Thank you for your efforts.”

Fu Qian didn’t ask further, instead, he flicked over the last betting chip.

“This is for me too?”

This overly generous gesture left Cordelia hesitating to take it for a moment.

“You may go change your clothes now.”

Fu Qian, however, couldn’t be bothered with idle talk and simply shooed the person away.

…

Cordelia’s mind raced, reviewing her recent answers to ensure she hadn’t violated any principles, and finally felt reassured enough to accept the second chip and briskly walked away.

This overly brief exchange, however, had not attracted any particular attention.

“She shouldn’t have left.”

Watching Cordelia leave, Yuan Shan expressed her own opinion.

“I feel the same way.”

Fu Qian surveyed the surroundings.

“We didn’t encounter this staff member for long outside, and the person came after she returned.”

“In such a beautiful place, it’s hard to imagine someone would be in a hurry to leave… they even offer breakfast.”

“… Shall we look inside?”

Yuan Shan glanced at Fu Qian.

The matter of breakfast was something this person had specifically asked about while paying the fee just now.

“Let’s go.”

…

There were naturally people watching the private box area.

Unfortunately for the Demigods, that really didn’t pose any problem.

Especially under the somewhat dim lighting here.

In fact, the only reason they hadn’t gone directly in to search for the person earlier was that Chief Yuan was clearly somewhat reluctant.

Now that it was almost certain the target was inside, they had to brace themselves for whatever they might see.

A few seconds later, the two were already in the narrow corridor.

“Around thirty years old, pale complexion?”

Fu Qian confirmed the target’s description with Yuan Shan, who nodded.

“Let’s check over here.”

Taking two steps forward, Fu Qian pulled out Mercy again, listening to the music’s rhythm outside.

Click!

Accompanied by a heavy beat, a door beside him was forcefully pushed open.

The precision of his action was so spot-on that it wasn’t until he opened the door and entered the room that the two people inside realized that their private show had been interrupted.

Shush!

Before the woman’s scream could emerge, Fu Qian gestured with his hand and emphatically displayed the gun in his hand.

Mmm…

In the next moment, the woman’s scream was forcibly stifled by her client.

Nice!

Pleased with the scene, Fu Qian cocked the hammer of his gun, aiming at the young man in his early thirties, whose complexion was no longer so pale.

“Ah Lan?”

“I am…”

The other party was obviously not calm either, but was sensible enough to recognize the danger and honestly admitted his identity.

“But I don’t know you.”

“And what does that matter?”

Fu Qian smiled and sat down to one side, while Yuan Shan had already closed the door again.

“We don’t know you either, do we?”

“… Then why are you looking for me?”

This logic seemed to short-circuit Ah Lan’s thoughts.

“Just to ask some questions.”

Fu Qian didn’t beat around the bush.

“About Midas?”

This question made Ah Lan pause, replying with a direct question of his own.

“Why do you say that?”

Fu Qian neither confirmed nor denied it.

“Because most of those who have approached me these last few days have been asking about this.”

Ah Lan appeared considerably more at ease, pushing the woman who had been silenced to the side with a gesture to keep quiet.

The latter, having initially grasped the situation at hand, carefully took a seat to the side and didn’t attempt to scream again.

“But the problem is, he’s not around here anymore.”

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