Night fell, heavy and pervasive.
A black private car pulled into the underground parking garage of the Qingtai Hotel and stopped near the VIP elevator. Two men stepped out: one was a tall, thin man in a black suit with a cold, indifferent expression; the other was a young man in sportswear wearing a baseball cap and a mask, his features obscured.
"I’ll wait here. Go ahead," the tall man said expressionlessly.
Chapter 36