Chapter 228 Banquet
The sky quickly darkened.
It wasn’t until about 7:30 in the evening that Gillan strolled from the neighborhood to the Tietjens Hotel.
In the past two or three hours, he thoroughly explored the surroundings of the hotel, just in case.
The hotel has five floors in total.
Because of today's grand birthday dinner, the Earl Taylor family has booked the entire hotel as a venue.
The lobby and restaurant on the first floor have been arranged in advance, and the nearly 100 rooms above are used as temporary accommodation for guests to stay overnight.
Even the breakfast and lunch for the next day are prepared in advance, so that the guests can come happily and leave in dignity.
The arrangements are extremely considerate.
Outside the hotel, there are a variety of high-end and exquisite carriages parked, as well as many new models of cars.
When Gilan walked through the door, he was warmly welcomed by two rows of welcoming ladies.
He walked straight up to the two male stewards, showed the invitation, and was invited in.
The hall is very luxuriously decorated, with red carpets, large chandeliers, and ten tables of various drinks, fruits and pre-dinner desserts.
There are also some girly floral, silk and lace decorations hanging on the wall.
In the hall, there are all high-ranking people, elites from all walks of life. The gentlemen and ladies all dress formally, such as tuxedos, evening dresses, suit vests, low-cut tutu skirts...
As soon as Gilan came in, he felt like he was in a world of gold dust. The rich high-end fragrance is fragrant, and the scent of perfume is exuded by every lady present.
"Mr. Gillan, you are here!"
At this time, a girl wearing a snow-white dress walked up directly in front.
His long pale golden hair was tied up in a complicated but exquisite hairstyle, and the two strands of hair in front of his forehead were specially made into rolls.
Deidier put on a little light makeup, adding a touch of luxury and maturity to her original delicate facial features.
She exposed her slender white neck and collarbone, and wore a sparkling thin diamond necklace.
"You are very handsome today, sir."
Dedel came closer, took Gillan's arm naturally, and then smiled at him.
"Miss Didier is also particularly bright and moving tonight. I don't think any lady or young lady can take away your light."
Gilan turned his head and gave a gentlemanly smile.
Dedel was startled.
For some reason, she suddenly felt that the blond young man in front of her had changed... He would never say such things when she got along with him before.
The hidden gloom disappeared, replaced by a gentle demeanor and elegance.
Deidier didn’t know that after climbing to the second level of “Anchor”, Gillan stripped the seal of his crazy “self”. At this moment, he is in a "perfect personality" state.
"Happy birthday, Miss Deidill."
At this time, a young man and woman came forward.
Gilan looked up and saw that it was the eldest son of Propaganda Minister Stavin Lotito, the staff genius Reno An, and Miss Osara holding his arm.
The two seemed to have come together and were attending the birthday dinner as a couple.
"Thank you." Didier smiled lightly at Renoan and thanked her. "You two are truly a match made in heaven."
"Sister Dedel!" Osara whispered shyly.
Renoan smiled, looked at Gillan and Dedel in front of him, and also complimented:
"Miss Dedel and Mr. Gillan, too. I think Osara and I will be here soon." Attended your wedding."
Gilan remained silent.
Dedel did not refute, but just said:
"I think you two will be faster."
Hearing this, Osara's little face turned even redder, and she secretly glanced at the tall young man beside her. The latter looked back at her with a doting smile on his face.
"Miss Dedel! Happy birthday!"
At this time, another playful female voice sounded.
The four of Jilan turned to look, only to see Milinda wearing a pink tutu skirt and a butterfly hairpin in her hair, walking with a group of young people.
It is Joan, Nancy, Cordel and Zguy who belong to Didier's small circle of friends. "Thank you." Didier held Gilan's hand and smiled under the astonished gazes of the young people: "I hope everyone can have a good time tonight."
"Brother Jilan! It turns out that you are already secretly together..."
Milinda opened her mouth slightly and said in disbelief.
Jilan looked at this Yaomei with a smile and did not explain at all, but asked casually:
"Where is Prince?"
"My brother is out with his father and has no time to attend the dinner party tonight."
Nancy said with some regret.
Cordell glanced at Gillan and Didier, then at his brother Lenoir, shook his head and said:
"It's okay if Prince doesn't come... ”
The young group chatted for a while, and Milinda and Nancy went to bring some fruits and snacks to everyone.
Gillan took the opportunity to observe the guests at the dinner.
There is nothing unusual about this group of gentlemen and ladies. There is no sign that a "Black Mass" is about to be held.
At the same time, he also discovered two unexpected figures.
A lady with blond hair tied up in a red evening dress was sitting in the corner with juice in her hands, writing something down in a notebook with a pen.
‘Lebby Lund…’
Ji Lan secretly thought.
It was the gold medal female reporter of Valerian Times who helped him write about his "agent" deeds.
Unexpectedly, she was also invited to the scene, as if she wanted to make a special report on this feast at Earl Taylor's family.
In addition, on the other side, there is an ordinary-looking young man wearing a suit.
This man stood alone at a dining table, eating snacks while looking up and scanning the whole place without leaving a trace, as if he was looking for someone.
‘Femi Campos…’
Guilan narrowed his eyes.
‘Why is this person invited to the dinner party? ’
The other person was the homeless man he met in the square at the entrance of the Atonement Church when he went to find the "Secret Story".
Of course, we can know from the secrets told by the "Priest Atonement"... Fermi's actual true identity is a first-level mystic. In order to climb to the second-level "beggar", he disguised himself as a tramp to carry out "esoteric teachings" "Practice.
This man was so ruthless that he was even willing to poison his own teacher.
Gilan kept this man in his heart.
"Sir, would you like a drink?"
At this time, a male waiter in a shirt and waistcoat passed by carrying a plate and stopped in front of Gillan.
Jilan was just about to refuse, but saw the other party’s fingers tapping the plate three times, two fast and one slow.
'It's the joint code...'
He secretly said, smiling politely.
"Thank you." Jilan took the opportunity to pick up a cup of bark milk tea from the plate.
At the same time, he noticed that there was a piece of paper folded to the size of a fingernail stuck to the bottom of the cup.
Wait for the waiter to leave.
Ji Lan calmly took a sip of milk tea and quietly took off the note. Taking advantage of the moment when Didier and others around him were not paying attention, he opened the note and glanced at it.
Immediately, he gently raised his eyes and glanced around the hall.
In the crowd of guests, there were four people, two men and two women, who looked at him at the same time, but quickly looked away.
‘Investigation Committee...’
Gilan had a flash of thought.
(End of this chapter)