Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 365 057 Han Court Heavenly Palace (Part Two)

Jin Ziyue straightened his collar and looked in the mirror, occasionally turning to check his posture to see if it was correct.

"Alright! Jin, let's go." The conversation just now seemed to have invigorated Tanaka as well.

"Yes!" Jin Ziyue nodded with a smile.

They walked out of the dishwashing area and saw a ten-meter-long corridor. The space on the right was completely enclosed, with the front half for high-temperature disinfection and the back half for ultraviolet disinfection.

Jin Ziyue was taken aback for a moment, then offered a sincere compliment:

"As expected of a top-tier hotel, the dishwashing room here is the largest and most fully equipped place I have ever washed dishes."

Tanaka laughed and said, "It's really rare to see such fully enclosed and fully automated sanitary facilities. Look, if this were placed on other floors, the space in this row would be enough to accommodate several rooms."

"I can only say that the hygiene standards of top-tier hotels are truly well-deserved."

Jin Ziyue nodded, pondering, "Hmm, such a large space, I wonder if anyone can live in it."

Tanaka was amused by his whimsical idea:
"What are you thinking? 120°C hot air convection and ultraviolet radiation are all designed to destroy proteins and achieve disinfection. How could anyone possibly live in such a place?"

“That’s true.” Jin Ziyue looked embarrassed and scratched his head with an awkward smile.

"It's fair to say that the world of the wealthy is still difficult for us to understand," Tanaka remarked.

Tanaka suddenly reached out and hooked his arm around his neck with a flourish: "Alright, stop making excuses for slacking off. If that mustache guy sees us chatting here, we'll lose our jobs!"

"Ouch, that hurts." Jin Ziyue was two sizes smaller than the tall Tanaka, and was being carried forward by Tanaka in a playful manner, as if being teased.

Once outside the dishwashing area, the two resumed their serious work attitude and quickly got to work.

This is the dining area on the third floor of the hotel.

"Don't go near the elevator to the top this time," Tanaka warned half-jokingly. "The governor's son is getting engaged tonight, and the bodyguards are keeping a tight watch."

He couldn't help but laugh when he thought about how Jin Ziyue had been carried away by the bodyguards like a chick yesterday.

"If Jin hadn't made a mistake yesterday, I might have been the only one who had to go to the dishwashing area."

"I'm new here too..." Jin Ziyue smiled awkwardly.

"We're just trying to make a living, so it's best to be careful." Tanaka said meaningfully, patting Jin Ziyue on the shoulder. "Trust your brother, stay as far away from those guys as possible."

Tanaka also didn't want this ordinary person who was chatting and getting along well to get caught up in these troubles.

Jin Ziyue looked at him gratefully: "Okay."

"Okay, let's get to work."

After saying goodbye to Jin Ziyue, Tanaka was called to push the food cart.

Jin Ziyue watched his busy back as his gaze quickly cooled.

He glanced at the diners on the other side.

The woman, wearing sunglasses and a beret, put down the newspaper she was holding and looked at him.

She pulled down her sunglasses and gave Jin Ziyue a meaningful look.

It's Chen Xingtong.

There's been a slight change in the plan over the past two days.

The Qi family's wealth was in Youjingdu, but this time when they came to Zuojing, they did not choose their own residence, but instead moved into Hanting Tianque.

In other words, the imposter Qi Tongshan is also in the hotel now.

This made it difficult for Chen Xingtong's work to make progress.

It wasn't until today that I finally found the opportunity to contact the butler, Mr. Hanaoka.

Old Master Hanaoka had followed Qi Tongli for decades and had always been a loyal servant of the Qi family.

Chen Xingtong's current body is Qi Tongshan's. The old man dotes on her, and she has run away from home many times, but he has always turned a blind eye. When she was naughty in the past, the old man was very worried about her and had to send the gatekeepers away to ask them to open the side door for the young lady.

He treated her like his own granddaughter.

To expose the imposter Qi Tongshan, we need Grandpa Hanaoka to contact Qi Tongli and tell them to be on guard and not fall into the NA organization's trap.

Seeing the gray-haired old man hurrying out of the elevator, Chen Xingtong realized it was time.

She nodded to Jin Ziyue and then got up to leave.

Jin Ziyue silently returned her a glance.

It means that if there is a situation, they can immediately ask for help and support each other.

……

Having spent years lurking in the world of the Otherworlders, Chen Xingtong also possesses a strong sense of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.

Qi Tongli is currently unable to move around easily, so most of the time, his low-key butler helps him with his affairs.

Taking advantage of everyone's focus on tonight's engagement ceremony, she had the opportunity to secretly meet with Mr. Hanaoka at the sparsely populated alleyway.

By persuading the old man to contact Qi Tongli and using the Qi family's warriors to control the imposter, they can also successfully locate the NA organization's ambush.

"Miss?" Hanaoka saw a figure walking towards the alley entrance, her graceful figure vaguely discernible.

Chen Xingtong took off her sunglasses: "It's me."

"Ah, miss, aren't you still in your room?"

The old man clearly hadn't grasped the situation.

“Grandpa, listen to me,” Chen Xingtong said solemnly, “The Qi Tongshan in the room right now is an imposter.”

……

Inside the hotel restaurant.

Jin Ziyue served the guest hot soup with a smile: "Please enjoy your meal."

He collected the cutlery and slowly stood up.

This is also a White Walker.

More than fifty White Walkers were seated in the hall, accounting for one-fifth of the diners. They appeared no different from ordinary diners, but their occasional shifty eyes betrayed their identities as spies.

The White Walkers' body temperature is a few degrees lower than that of normal humans. It might be difficult to tell when they don't show their fangs, but when Jin Ziyue is close to them, he can judge their body temperature by how much their breath dissipates.

Aside from body temperature, those skilled in combat and with fighting experience tend to be more composed in their demeanor. Even when they lift a teacup to take a sip, one can feel the distribution of force.

And their power.

White Walkers with a certain level of martial prowess will have their inscriptions more or less amplifying their power, and one can vaguely judge how many dangerous individuals there are by discerning the strength of their power.

If they don't know how to internalize their "momentum".

The real engagement ceremony will begin at night; it's only daytime now, yet so many White Walkers are already active here.

This level alone contains two or three century-old destinies, and the others are also sufficiently powerful combat destinies.

"Table 37 needs more soup." The man next to me, carrying a stack of cutlery that reached past his neck, suddenly spoke up.

Jin Ziyue responded hastily with "Ah ah," then looked up to see the other person's cold, hard face.

Yu Kamikawa.

The man's destiny is described as "Snowstorm and Gluttony".

He has a volatile temper and is unpredictable in his moods.

However, in terms of energy, it has only been about ten years, and has not even developed the corresponding outward expansion capabilities.

Jin Ziyue could sense the incongruity about this man.

Like frost on a hot summer day, the words of the decree seem out of place with the person.

Moreover, Jin Ziyue's three methods for identifying Otherworldly beings were ineffective against this person.

His body temperature was normal, but his respiratory temperature was extremely low; his movements were stiff and his muscle groups were not well developed; he had no obvious aura, but he gave off a feeling that made people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

This anomaly poses a greater threat than even the two White Walkers whose names have been passed down for centuries.

"I see."

Jin Ziyue weaved between the dining tables and hurried to the kitchen.

As the two passed each other, Jin Ziyue's peripheral vision met Shangchuan Yu's gaze.

Passed by.

The two did not exchange many words.

That feeling of being constantly on edge made Jin Ziyue realize the sense of crisis.

(End of this chapter)