Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

"Captain, I think I can't hear you."

Xiang Yu opened his mouth wide, like a dehydrated fish.

"Get to work quickly, I'll report your work injury later!"

Lin Yuan endured the noise and continued listening.

From the footage, the clubhouse was in complete chaos.

On the central dance floor, male and female robots, tigers, cows, and horses were jumping around in a chaotic frenzy, while below, an even more frenzied audience was twisting their bodies and screaming, making a sound like ghosts howling.

"What kind of hellhole is this?!"

Xiang Yu's face showed a pained scream, while Lin Yuan seemed to be deep in thought.

"Tell me, is it noisy or chaotic?"

"Is that even a question?"

Xiang Yu was taken aback, then suddenly realized. He immediately reminded Mr. Mo over the communication channel.

"Pay attention to your surroundings; someone might take this opportunity to spy on you."

If it weren't for the latest version of the enhanced hearing plugin, Mr. Mo would probably have had a hard time hearing the commands in his ears.

Sure enough, after he wandered around the dance hall for a while, the instrument's screen lit up again.

A private room number.

Mo then pushed through the crowded, frenzied throng, grabbed a waiter, and with a slight effort, the waiter led him shakily toward the private room.

Soon, he arrived at his destination following the directions.

He pushed open the door to the private room, and once the heavy door closed, much of the noise from outside was immediately shut out.

The private room was now completely empty.

Mr. Mo frowned slightly and looked around.

Finally, his gaze fell on a lone terminal on the table, which he then turned on and started.

The screen lights up, and an image appears.

"We have a signal!"

Xiang Yu, who was on the back end, immediately began to trace the source of the signal.

At this moment, a black silhouette with a altered voice speaks in the video:

"who are you?"

“I come on behalf of Black Sand,” Mo said.

"Black Sand..."

The figure in front of him paused slightly and remained silent for a moment.

"What do you want with me?"

"We need beacons."

"Beacon?"

The communication suddenly went silent, and the image shook violently.

"Brother, hold him steady. The signal fluctuated just now. I need a little more time to lock on!"

Xiang Yu, who was working on the backend, quickly said.

"We have all the keys ready."

Mr. Mo took off his hat, revealing the metal connecting wires on his face, and a red light shone in his eyes.

"We have something important to deliver to headquarters, and neither of us can afford to delay."

The video remained silent for a moment before finally providing its answer.

"Tomorrow, try to come to Thousand Star Pavilion 1201. I will give you the beacon there."

"Locked on, it's in the inner city! As long as the target is nearby, we can confirm it."

On the other side, Xiang Yu leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

.........

Thousand Star Pavilion is the most prestigious high-end venue in the inner city.

The ambiance is elegant, the dishes are exquisite, and most importantly, the security is tight.

Armed guards and patrol vehicles, a rarity in the outer city, are now a common sight here.

This place is membership-based, and entry requires qualification certification and certain thresholds. I don't know what considerations led them to choose this place.

But for both the company's Thousand Star City branch and the Brilliant Group, which Mr. Mo was cooperating with, obtaining entry qualifications was a simple matter.

The flying car slowly came to a stop, and Mr. Mo was dressed in a formal suit today.

After showing his credentials to the attendant, Mr. Mo was respectfully ushered inside.

Do you have a reserved room?

The pretty receptionist smiled sweetly.

Mr. Mo didn't say much, but simply showed him the address information.

After checking, the latter's smile became even sweeter, and a waiter led him to the door of the private room.

"The guest who made the reservation has not yet arrived. Please wait patiently."

Mr. Mo nodded and then closed the door.

........

At this moment, a tea party is being held in an elegant private room directly above.

"Director Leo...it seems there's something I need to help with. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Everyone in the room was sitting at a small table, and the one speaking was a white-haired young man in the main seat.

"Haha, it's just a trivial matter."

The middle-aged man with slicked-back hair, known as Leo, put away his communicator and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Kurihara-kun, you are the honored guest today, how could I dare to trouble you?"

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and a middle-aged man, looking travel-worn, strode in.

"Sorry everyone, sorry, traffic jam, traffic jam, I'm a little late."

He bowed and apologized, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Traffic jam? How did you get here?"

Director Leo squinted at him, his expression changing from before, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone.

"This..." The person who came smiled awkwardly.

"The company's aircraft experienced a temporary malfunction, and the rescheduling caused a delay."

“We all came in private luxury flying cars. You came in a government flying car. No wonder you got stuck in traffic. You don’t have a private flying car, so you’re not qualified to attend Kurihara-kun’s reception.”

Director Leo's voice was cold, but the white-haired youth waved his hand with a smile.

"Alright, alright, it's just that I was a little late, why be so harsh?"

His face showed tolerance, but there was little smile in his eyes.

"Hurry up and thank Kurihara-kun."

"Thank you, Kurihara-kun, thank you."

The middle-aged man quickly took his seat.

After a brief interlude, Leo suddenly felt the communicator in his pocket vibrate.

He secretly took it out and saw the message coming from it.

"Target reached, no accomplices found."

"Oh."

He gave a brief, cold laugh and typed in the communication box.

"Grab him!"

........

Chapter 110 Caught in the Net

"Grab him!"

Upon seeing this message on the communicator, a group of burly men in a room not far from Mr. Mo's private room downstairs all looked up.

"The higher-ups have given instructions. Remember, this is the Thousand Star Pavilion. A reception is being held upstairs, so keep things quiet."

"Be careful, they seem to be some kind of mercenaries. Remember, this place is pretty expensive, and if you break anything, it'll be deducted from our performance bonus."

"Don't worry, what's he afraid of if he's alone? If all the brothers gang up on him, he won't even be able to break a bowl."

With that said, to ensure their safety, the group equipped themselves with external armor.

This is a branded product developed in-house by Qianxing Group. They all paid a deposit, and they have to return it later.

The door opened, and everyone squeezed from inside the house into the corridor.

There were no waiters in the corridor at the moment, and the elevator was also blocked off, which was obviously done in advance.

"Hello, room service."

The group cautiously approached the room door. The leader gently knocked on the door.

After a moment, there was no response from inside; only the door to the private room slowly opened.

Seeing this, the burly men all smiled.

They swarmed in, grinning maliciously and rubbing their hands together, and then the door to the private room slowly closed.