"Guest or staff, I wonder..." Yang Qing thoughtfully murmured as he reached out for the mungbean cakes, dipping one into the peanut chili sauce before taking a bite. He took a brief pause to savor the flavor, his thoughts gathering once more.
"As for Bai Chen..." he continued as he examined the floor again. The more he looked, the more it felt like this was likely the place where the exchange—or whatever it was the kidnapper wanted him for—had occurred.
The message left behind hadn't told him which floor to go to when he arrived, which likely meant the kidnapper already knew exactly which floor Bai Chen would be taken to the moment he arrived.
Maybe the same thing that happened to him had happened to Bai Chen—that Madame Cai Shan or Sun Biya had told him he met the standards of the fourth floor and led him here. And once he was here, he would have realized how conducive this place was—at least where a ransom exchange was concerned.
