Chapter 235: The Banquet

Meli Hotel.

This most luxurious hotel in Aurora City was a twenty-three-story Western-style building. Its castle-like appearance was particularly conspicuous in Aurora City, where buildings were generally only four or five stories high. Above the hotel lobby, a flashing Star Chamber of Commerce logo hung quietly.

Prosecutor Fang Lichang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his room, overlooking the city he had lived in for more than thirty years. He suddenly felt that it didn't seem as vast as he had imagined. Just standing here, he felt as if he had already stepped on it.

"Sir." A well-dressed waiter walked behind him and spoke gently. "Are you satisfied with the accommodation here?"

Fang Lichang nodded slightly.

"What about Chairman Yan Shang? Didn't he come?"

"The Chairman doesn't live here, but he has already given orders to reserve the best rooms for you and your companions, and all your expenses for these few days will be paid by the Star Chamber of Commerce." The waiter replied with a smile. "The Chairman said that this is the Chamber of Commerce's own place, and it is frequented by the high-level officials and celebrities of Aurora City, so even law enforcers wouldn't dare to mess around here. Please rest assured."

"I know Gu Yuan, he wouldn't do anything out of line. Whether the law enforcers dare to come or not is not important." Fang Lichang waved his hand casually. "However, those materials about me in the Chairman's hands..."

"Please rest assured, the Chairman said that as long as Han Meng is sentenced to death in the verdict two days later, all the materials about you in the Chairman's possession will be destroyed, and no one else will know."

Seeing this, Fang Lichang finally relaxed a little and took a sip of red wine. As the elegant and mellow fragrance entered his stomach, his gaze overlooking Aurora City began to blur.

"Sir, the Chairman has prepared a banquet for you in the Cloud Hall on the top floor tonight, please attend on time."

"Hmm."

Fang Lichang seemed to remember something. "By the way, have the others checked in?"

"The defendant's defense lawyer, the witness Old Man Ding, and eight reporters have all checked in... Only the reporter Zhuo Shuqing from the 'Aurora Daily' has not yet registered."

"Zhuo Shuqing..." Fang Lichang nodded slightly, not taking it to heart.

"I see."

The waiter bowed respectfully and closed the door.

He took the elevator to the first floor and was about to continue working when he saw a young man in a coffee-colored jacket, carrying an expensive crossbody bag, walk into the hotel lobby from behind the Triumphal Arch, looking around, seemingly very curious about everything here.

Seeing this, the waiter walked up quickly, a standard polite smile appearing on his face:

"Hello, sir. Our hotel is fully booked today, you..."

"Isn't it said that there is a banquet here tonight?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Excuse me, how should I address you?"

"'Aurora Daily', Zhuo Shuqing."

The young man took out his press card, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"So it's Mr. Zhuo, sorry, sorry." The waiter smiled apologetically. "Of course there is a room for you, please come with me."

Zhuo Shuqing followed behind him, his gaze falling on the Star Chamber of Commerce logo in the center of the lobby, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Mr. Zhuo, didn't you bring any luggage?"

"No."

"Okay, here is your room key. The room is on the nineteenth floor, I'll take you there."

The waiter pressed the elevator button for Zhuo Shuqing. Through the glass semi-enclosed structure of the elevator, the entire Aurora City gradually shrank under Zhuo Shuqing's feet, and finally stopped slowly on the nineteenth floor.

"Sir, this is your room."

The waiter opened the door for Zhuo Shuqing. The furnishings were much simpler than Fang Lichang's, but it was still a dimensionality reduction strike compared to other hotels in Aurora City. Simple and elegant furniture was placed throughout the room, and behind the three-meter-long writing desk was a huge window overlooking the entire Aurora City.

"For your safety and that of others, it is best not to leave the hotel during this time. If you have any needs, you can call me. Tonight's banquet is on the top floor and starts officially at seven o'clock." The waiter introduced skillfully.

"Also, before attending the banquet, it is best to complete a news draft about the Han Meng case. The prosecutor will review it preliminarily at that time."

Zhuo Shuqing walked into the room and nodded slightly.

"Okay."

As the waiter closed the door, Zhuo Shuqing began to wander around the room, his eyes, emitting a faint blue light, scanning every corner of the room, as if checking for anything else that might have been placed... such as a bug.

But facts proved that the Star Chamber of Commerce didn't have that many tricks. After confirming that the room was safe, Zhuo Shuqing casually tore off his face mask, revealing the face that originally belonged to Chen Ling.

He sat down slowly on the leather sofa, his gaze falling on the stack of draft paper and the prepared fountain pen on the desk, and said lightly:

"Using such a large hotel to escort a court verdict... what a big move."

Zhuo Shuqing was scared out of his wits by Chen Ling and naturally didn't dare to get involved in this matter again, and Chen Ling also needed to find a breakthrough to infiltrate the enemy's interior. Zhuo Shuqing's identity and this banquet were undoubtedly the best choices.

Chen Ling pulled out a piece of draft paper and quickly wrote and drew on the paper surface. Several keywords were connected to each other:

[Spade 6], [Plague], [Organ Trafficking], [Prosecutor], [Old Man Ding], [Lawyer]...

After a wonderful performance in court, the charges against Han Meng were getting heavier and heavier. To clear Han Meng, he had to solve it from the root... For Chen Ling, he actually already had a solution, but what he wanted wasn't just clearing Han Meng's name...

In Chen Ling's eyes, faint glimmers jumped. After pondering for a long time, a good script emerged in his mind.

He took a match from the box, struck it lightly, and the dazzling flame ignited a corner of the draft paper, spreading silently, as if to burn out the entire cold night.

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Seven o'clock.

Chen Ling, who had changed his face to Zhuo Shuqing, pushed open the doors of the banquet hall with both hands.

As the bright electric light dispelled the gloom, a magnificent hall in the clouds appeared before his eyes. In this city where most ordinary families couldn't afford expensive electricity bills, nearly a hundred electric lights were lit in the hall before him. With the elegant candlelight dancing silently around the hall, the entire banquet hall was as bright as day.

In the center of the banquet, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous dress was playing a primitive violin, the melodious music echoing in the banquet. More than a dozen figures wandered leisurely among them, pushing cups and changing drinks from time to time, talking and laughing.

"Mr. Zhuo, you're finally here." The waiter at the door checked off the last name on the list and was slightly taken aback when he saw the camera on Chen Ling's back.

"Sir, photography is not allowed at this banquet..."

"Oh? Is that so?" Chen Ling smiled slightly, took off the camera on his chest, and placed it on the table. "Then let's deposit it here first, no problem, right?"

"No problem, please come in."