Top-Notch Stealth

The luxurious hotel lobby is a bustling place filled with lights and fragrances. Men and women in suits and gowns are coming and going. They chat with each other and exchange polite smiles. Waiters weave their way through the crowd, carrying trays of drinks.

Alex and Brian are searching for Patrice Gary, who seems to be in charge of security for the event. This upper-class banquet is attended by wealthy businessmen and high-ranking political officials, so it's common for the Internal Security Bureau to be responsible for security.

"This makes it the perfect place to conduct the auction," Alex says to Brian, standing next to them.

"No one would think to search here, or even dare to, with all these influential people present. No one would want to risk it."

Brian nods. "But today, all of these people will pay.."

Alex smiles. "How many do you see?"

"Twenty-four," Brian replies. "Security is very tight."

"No, it's twenty-seven," Alex corrects him.

"It's best not to attack by force," Brian agrees.

"You'll go in normally and sneak into the auction site," Alex said.

"We'll take a rich person hostage and wait for an opportunity."

After briefly discussing their plan, Brian and Alex set into action. Brian tidied up his attire and smoothly entered the banquet. Alex, on the other hand, targeted a specific waiter.

Although the waiter appeared ordinary, Alex could see the attributes of others. It was like the eagle vision in Assassin's Creed, where everyone else appeared grey except for the waiter, who was highlighted with a blue light.

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Name: Andre Smith

Age: 32

☆Core Attributes☆

[Blue - Underground Auctioneer]

Why would a waiter also work part-time as an auctioneer for an underground auction? Of course, it's because the pay is good!

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The waiter's expression suggested that he was probably planning to leave the banquet early, change into his auctioneer attire, and rush to the auction. Taking action, Alex used parkour moves to climb up to the second floor and enter through a small window. Following the waiter's path, he entered the employee passageway.

This was the start of an Assassin's Creed-style infiltration. Typically, they would use such a stealthy method to infiltrate and then find an opportunity to change into different clothes and locate assassination targets.

However, they would need to use another stealth method if they were discovered during the infiltration process. Alex was prepared to do this. However, reality did not give him a chance.

There were no vigilant defenders in the employee passageway, so Alex could follow the waiter into a room unnoticed. Once inside, he saw the waiter changing clothes and approaching him. The waiter, startled by Alex's presence, covered his body and asked.

"Who are you?!"

Alex responded, "Andre Smith? Where are the 'auction items'?"

"Don't shoot!" Andre was surprised for a moment before reacting.

He raised his hands subconsciously, but the clothes on his body fell off, and he subconsciously tried to grab them. He didn't dare to move when he saw the gun pointed at him. He was caught in a dilemma.

"Answer my question, or I'll shoot you in the leg," Alex threatened.

Faced with this threat, Andre had no time to worry about his clothes and quickly raised his hands, saying,

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! I know where they're keeping the people they've kidnapped! Just don't shoot me."

"Change into your clothes and take me there. Don't try anything funny, or you'll be the first to die if we're caught," Alex said.

"But... but there are guards there!" Andre said.

"Give me a set of your clothes," Alex said, sizing up Andre and realizing they were about the same height.

"How many guards are there?"

"Probably... about five or six?" Andre said, his voice shaking.

"Please, I'm innocent. I didn't take part in this. It was all those bad guys. I'm just an auctioneer..."

"You didn't think about that when you were collecting the money," Alex said coldly, waving the gun.

"Hurry up."

The two quickly changed clothes, and Alex followed Andre to where the kidnapped people were being kept.

"Is it really possible to not be discovered like this? I'm just an auctioneer. Logically, I shouldn't be going where the goods are being stored. Even if I wanted to see them, I shouldn't be going with another auctioneer!" Andre whispered to Alex.

He felt that being discovered was inevitable. Does that mean his own death was also unavoidable?

"You don't have to worry about it," Alex said softly. "My stealth skills are top-notch. There's no way anyone will discover us."

"..." Andre wanted to argue, but he realized the situation he was in and had no choice but to obediently keep quiet.

He couldn't help but think that even if Alex's stealth skills were top-notch, could they make them invisible to others? As long as you weren't a fool, you would realize that something was off with two auctioneers showing up, right?

And one of them was the main auctioneer, no less! But what could Andre do? He would be the first to die if he tried to run now. But if he takes a gamble, maybe he could keep his life. With this in his mind, Andre arrived at the "cargo" storage location with Alex.

Several guards standing at the door had already noticed something was wrong and frowned, asking what they wanted.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over!"

Andre thought to himself, his face as stiff as death as he racked his brain for an excuse to temporarily fool them. Then he saw a gun with a suppressor emerge from Alex's side and heard six clicks. All the guards froze and fell to the ground. Andre was stunned and heard Alex say.

"See, no one has discovered us. This is the most perfect and top-notch stealth."

"You call this stealth?" Andre couldn't help asking.

"Of course," Alex nodded.

"The perfect stealth is when you reach your destination without being discovered by anyone. So, in other words, as long as you kill everyone who sees you, you've achieved perfect stealth."

This custom comes from a group of simple and honest assassins. Alex has long wanted to try this out and finally achieved it. It was quite satisfying.

"Okay... You've achieved your goal. Can I leave now?" Andre asked, trying to flatter Alex.

"Of course not," Alex shook his head.

"The most perfect stealth is when no one sees it."

"Please don't kill me!" Andre realized the danger he was in.

"Give me a reason," Alex said, frowning slightly as he checked the locked door and started rummaging through the guards' bodies.

"Uh... Actually, I've always wanted to report what's going on here. I came as an auctioneer to collect evidence..." Andre quickly came up with a reason that didn't sound very convincing.

"I hate liars. If you tell the truth, I might let you go," Alex said, raising his eyebrows and the gun in his hand.

"I'm serious!" Andre felt that he might die if he didn't tell the truth.