At this moment, the tension in the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's gaze focused on the security team leader. A steady and somewhat stern voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie in his hand. This voice, like a clear stream, instantly diluted the surrounding tense atmosphere, causing everyone to involuntarily relax their guard.
"Captain... I'm sorry, that gentleman is my guest. Please don't react so strongly." The voice conveyed a sense of authority without anger, making it unquestionable. It was as if every word he spoke contained an irresistible power, causing every security personnel present to feel a hint of unease.
Upon hearing this, the security team leader's expression changed suddenly, appearing somewhat embarrassed. He quickly responded over the intercom, "Understood, we will retreat immediately." With that, he cast an apologetic glance at Alex, signaling for his security personnel to withdraw. The previously imposing security personnel, upon receiving the order, swiftly and orderly retreated, leaving Alex standing alone at the door.
This sudden change took Alex by slight surprise, but he quickly composed himself, adjusted his attitude, and prepared to enter the building to face the mysterious figure who could make this well-trained security team retreat immediately. This incident not only made Alex more curious about the guest he was about to meet, but also deepened his impression of this luxury apartment building and its owner.
As the security personnel gradually retreated, a smug smile appeared on Alex's face. He looked at each of them with a sense of satisfaction, observing their unwilling expressions, and feeling a surge of pleasure within. He disdainfully glanced at them, then skillfully parked his motorcycle on the side of the entrance and walked towards the gate with a hint of arrogance.
However, at that moment, a sudden mechanical sound interrupted Alex's triumph. A red scanning light swept over his body from the door frame, followed by a sharp and urgent alarm. The air instantly tensed up, and the previously retreating security personnel immediately turned around, their eyes flashing with coldness. One of the security personnel suppressed his anger and sternly said, "Please do not bring weapons inside."
Alex's smug smile froze in an instant, and he appeared somewhat helpless as he reached behind his waist to slowly draw out the concealed handgun, handing it over to the security personnel in front of him. In that moment, a hint of complex emotions flickered in his eyes, expressing both resignation towards this sudden incident and anticipation for the unknown challenges ahead.
As he handed over the gun, the sense of superiority that had arisen due to the security personnel's retreat vanished in an instant, replaced by curiosity and respect for the owner of the building. Alex took a deep breath, readjusted his mindset, and prepared to face this meeting.
Alex slowly entered the hall behind the door, and the scene before him involuntarily made him slow down his pace. The interior of the hall was elegantly decorated yet luxurious, with a clever blend of vintage decor and modern design elements, creating a sense of overlapping time. Exquisite crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, and the soft carpet swallowed the sound of footsteps. Every detail revealed the taste and wealth of the owner.
Even Alex, who had experienced countless battlefields, was moved by the luxury and intricacy before him. His gaze lingered in the hall, trying to capture every detail. At that moment, his smart wristband lightly vibrated, catching his attention. Subconsciously, he glanced at his wrist, only to see a virtual screen appearing in front of him, displaying an anonymous message: "Have you reached the hall?"
This sudden news made Alex's heart skip a beat. He looked around, searching for possible surveillance devices or hidden observers, but the hall was quiet and empty, with no obvious signs of anyone monitoring him. This anonymous attention made him feel both eerie and curious. Clearly, the owner of this mansion not only possessed wealth and taste but also had advanced technology and information networks.
Filled with doubts, Alex decided to respond to the message. His fingertips lightly traced in the air as he entered his reply: "Yes, I have arrived at the hall." Then he quietly waited for the other party's response, while also preparing for the upcoming meeting. He was inwardly vigilant, wondering what kind of mission this commission would bring and what challenges and opportunities it would present.
When Alex's bracelet vibrated again, he subconsciously raised his wrist, and the message displayed before him made his eyebrows slightly furrow. The content of the message was concise but filled with mystery: "Take the elevator to the twenty-eighth floor, turn right after exiting, walk straight to the third room, knock on the door five times." He stood in the lobby, still and silent, feeling puzzled by this directive from an unknown sender, even a bit wary.
Alex scanned the luxurious lobby, muttering to himself, wondering what hidden purpose lay behind this mysterious arrangement. He couldn't help but recall his days on the battlefield, when he often received various mysterious and dangerous missions, each one an unknown challenge. But today's occasion was clearly different from the battlefield; this was a high-end building nestled in a luxurious community, where every detail exuded an air of wealth and power.
With the new instructions flashing on his wristband, Alex's brow couldn't help but furrow slightly. The message was concise and mysterious: "Take the elevator to the twenty-eighth floor, turn right at the elevator door, walk straight to the third room, knock on the door five times." This enigmatic arrangement left him feeling both curious and puzzled, unsure of what kind of person he was about to face and what kind of affairs he was about to become involved in.
Alex took a deep breath, trying to set aside his doubts and unease. He was already on this irreversible path, and the only thing he could do now was to follow the instructions and see what lay behind it all. He turned and walked towards the elevator in the center of the lobby, each step firm and resolute. The decor and atmosphere in the lobby sharply contrasted with the unknown he was about to step into, making his emotions even more complex.
Upon reaching the elevator, Alex pressed the up button. The elevator door slowly opened, and he stepped inside, lightly touching the button for the twenty-eighth floor. As the elevator door closed, an invisible pressure seemed to accompany it, but Alex's face remained consistently calm. The interior of the elevator was softly lit, and the air seemed to be filled with secrets waiting to be revealed.
Finally, the elevator slowly stopped at the twenty-eighth floor. Alex stepped out of the elevator, followed the instructions in the message, turned right, walked through the corridor, and arrived at the designated door. He took a deep breath, glanced around, confirmed that no one was paying attention, and then, as instructed, knocked on the door five times. Each knock was clear and forceful, and the echoes gently reverberated in the quiet corridor.
At that moment, although Alex still had many doubts and anxieties in his heart, he also understood that things had reached a point of no return. Whatever situation awaited him, he was ready to face the challenge.
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