Qiaoqiao and Taozi both felt as if they were still dreaming when they saw Bai Lingyun’s face for a fleeting moment.
They pinched each other’s faces, almost fainting.
Outside the restaurant, a short-haired woman walked in.
Mu Xing had not given up since Zhao Chen called a halt last time.
No matter how Zhao Chen said to think long-term, she was never convinced.
If it was a coincidence, that was fine; she would continue to follow and see if anything was amiss.
She did not go after Lu Wanwan; the words "Young Madam," coupled with Gu’s principle-breaking lack of restraint, still intimidated her somewhat.
Actors were different, moreover, she hadn’t won the car race last time and her tracking had been discovered, which had been gnawing at her ever since.
She always disliked those who became celebrities, finding them too fake, and thought they were ignorant, only knowing how to put on an act in front of cameras.
The thought of being tripped up by such people really irked her.
Plus, Mu Xing had a great quality: she picked herself up where she had fallen.
Even if Bai Lingyun was nothing to the Young Madam, following him to find out why she had failed last time and to improve her tracking skills wouldn’t hurt.
She had gone back and analyzed why she was discovered so quickly, perhaps because people like him were always at risk of being tracked by a creature known as the "paparazzi."
But she was still not convinced – could the paparazzi’s skills compare with hers, Mu Xing?
"Miss, welcome, how many are in your party?"
Mu Xing, dressed in a hooded black outfit with her hands in her pockets, walked in and swiftly scanned the main hall.
She glanced at the waiter and suddenly pulled out a badge from her hand.
The waiter was startled, "Officer..."
"Please cooperate. I was following a suspect who entered your restaurant. Give me the room number," Mu Xing spoke indifferently, exuding a bit of a woman police officer’s heroic aura, "Don’t alert the suspect, being discovered could have severe consequences."
Mu Xing described Bai Lingyun’s appearance from earlier.
The waiter’s face turned even paler, "He’s on the second floor, at Cining Palace."
Mu Xing’s mouth twitched at the mention of Cining Palace.
The waiter hurriedly explained, "All private rooms upstairs have such names. The girl who entered asked for this room in particular. And the gentleman you described went upstairs after inquiring about this room. What should we do? I felt there was something off about his appearance. There are three young ladies in that room."
After a moment’s thought, Mu Xing considered the presence of three girls. Life is indeed lacking in decency.
People like Gu never led such a degenerate life; celebrities really are despicable!
"Got it. I won’t have any issues here, my colleagues are nearby. I’m reminding you again, don’t spook the suspect!"
The waiter nodded, "Alright."
After asking the upstairs staff over the radio, the waiter relayed, "That person locked the door as soon as he went in, and the food is all served. They were told not to enter unless necessary."
The more the waiter thought about it, the more eerie the guest seemed. Saying that the officer should come in plainclothes, it might be a human trafficker forcing young girls into prostitution.
They also lamented that despite his good looks and presence, appearances can be deceiving.
"We have a lot of college students here, and there was an incident a few days ago. Officer, you must catch this scum of society."
Mu Xing felt quite pleased and nodded, "Don’t worry."
She went upstairs and approached Cining Palace.
The waitstaff in the hallway, informed by the radio who she was, were very cooperative.
"Comrade officer, shall I unlock it for you so you can go straight in and conduct the raid?"