The night was deep.
Bai Guotao drove the car assigned for official receptions by the Dong hai Municipal Committee into an upscale residential complex.
After parking the car in a dark, concealed corner, Bai Guotao walked out with a gloomy expression, went to the entrance of the building, and rang the doorbell of the top-floor residence on the east side. He waited until the owner of the house picked up the intercom, then he said in a tone that brooked no argument, "Open the door."
"Okay."
A slightly anxious voice came from the receiver, and soon the entrance door to the building clicked open. Bai Guotao pushed the door and entered, crossed the lobby, and walked to the elevator to ride up to the top floor.
"Ding-dong—"
About a minute later, accompanied by a crisp ding, the elevator door opened and Bai Guotao saw Su Qin standing outside the elevator doors. He frowned and said, "Let's talk inside."
