Bar.
First Floor.
10 minutes before the rest come out of the private room where the others are. After Lin Xia prepared all things he needed by the bar's counter, Meng Anya sat in front of the camera wearing a bewildered emotion within those crimson orbs of his.
Ever since he went to that private room, Meng Anya had this familiar feeling of someone's piercing gaze. This gaze gives him a feeling of extreme obsession. It didn't just make Meng Anya feel nostalgic but made him unconsciously yearn for it. At first he chose to ignore it but in fact he only took a silent stand only for a moment to think through it. As if he thought of something, Meng Anya suddenly asked his system for help.
Meng Anya said to his system, 'Exe can you show me the scene inside that hidden room?'
[I can. A moment host, let me pull up the surveillance for it. Here it is, Host.]
