After leaving the room, Johnny began to ponder how he could approach the so-called surveillance host. After all, he was currently a tenant, and as a guest, it would be unrealistic for him to get close to that area. From now on, he could only rely on disguise.
So, what kind of disguise would allow him to get close?
Johnny began to observe. He went directly to the first-floor lobby and started watching. He noticed an interesting phenomenon: every employee at the Emerald Hotel dressed differently from those at other hotels.
They seemed to pay great attention to their image, and their uniforms were all high-end custom-made.
Johnny's mind began to become more active. Housekeeping staff were immediately ruled out, and lobby staff were even less likely. That left only engineering and security.
The engineering staff's attire and appearance were too different from his own, and he wasn't familiar with their procedures. So, he could only start with the security personnel.
Soon, Johnny locked onto one of the security guards and quietly followed him. There were cameras everywhere in the hotel, making it very inconvenient to act, so he had to be patient. He followed him all the way to the basement.
Johnny also continuously observed the surveillance. He noticed that once they reached the basement, the number of cameras decreased, and blind spots and dead zones appeared from time to time. He suddenly understood; sure enough, even the most rigorous surveillance would have oversights.
For example, after leaving the glamorous exhibition halls and reception areas, the other areas were like unfinished rooms.
Indeed, the world is a big makeshift stage, let alone a hotel!
Johnny approached the security guard and, before he could react, pressed hard on the side of his neck. As a result, this security guard, who was similar in build to Johnny, instantly went limp.
Johnny then dragged him into the emergency exit. As soon as he opened the door, Johnny saw a man sitting by the stairs, a cigarette in his mouth, staring at Johnny in shock.
"He fainted. I dragged him in to take a look."
Johnny released the security guard, stood up, and smiled at the somewhat dumbfounded man.
The man seemed to have come to his senses. He slowly moved his hand to his mouth, gripped the cigarette, and then took it out. Just as he was about to shout, Johnny stepped forward and delivered a heavy punch to the man's stomach.
"Fa..."
Before he could finish an international greeting, he was already curled up, half-crouching on the ground. Johnny, showing no mercy, tucked his index finger into his palm, pressed against the second joint of his middle finger, and then swung a heavy punch at the man's temple.
"Done!"
After knocking this guy out with one punch, Johnny muttered softly. He then dragged the security guard in and stripped off his suit jacket. As for why he didn't remove his pants, it was because the other party's pants were the same color as his own.
After taking the other party's employee ID badge and access card, Johnny openly left the area, leaving behind two unlucky individuals whose hands and feet were bound with zip ties.
Walking to the fire door on the basement level, there was a floor plan of the basement posted on it. After glancing at the information marked on it, Johnny knew the location of the fire control room.
Following the directions indicated on the map, Johnny found the fire control room's location in less than two minutes.
Then, Johnny took out the access card and swiped it on the fire door. With a soft click, Johnny turned the handle and walked in.
Inside, three security guards were playing cards. Yes, Johnny confirmed he hadn't seen wrong; they were actually playing cards. Behind them, a large screen was flickering, displaying comprehensive footage of the hotel, except for the basement.
One of them looked up at Johnny, showing no surprise or other emotion. Since everyone was Asian, their skin tones weren't very different, so a new colleague appearing was normal, especially given the high turnover of hotel staff.
He then lowered his head and continued playing cards with his two colleagues. Johnny, meanwhile, walked to the main console of the fire control room and took a look.
It was indeed very professional, especially the thermal tracking cameras, which could display the rising temperature of a tracked person in real-time on the surveillance screen.
Johnny didn't act immediately but continued to observe.
The computer in front of the main console was connected to the internet, but it had no connection to the surveillance host servers behind it; they were independent systems.
Johnny slowly walked to the side of the main console, while the three men were still engrossed in their card game, completely oblivious to his presence.
Johnny observed for a moment and quickly found a row of ports on the other side of the main console, which was facing away from the fire control observation window.
Then, Johnny took out two WiFi receivers and plugged them into different ports.
He then stepped back two paces and walked to the control panel of the fire control room, taking a look. There was nothing unusual on it.
At this moment, the door to the fire control room opened, and a somewhat stout man walked in. The three men playing cards immediately put away their hands and hastily stood up when they saw him enter.
"Tomorrow is when all the exhibits are to be displayed, and you still have time to play cards!?
This stout man was clearly their superior, or rather, a supervisor-level figure. Johnny also stood in line with them, and so the four of them received a scolding.
Then the fire control supervisor glanced at Johnny, a little surprised, "New here?"
"Just started today."
Johnny answered "truthfully."
The supervisor nodded and didn't say much more. After glancing at the surveillance footage in the fire control room and confirming there were no issues, he turned and twisted the handle, then left.
The few of them immediately breathed a long sigh of relief. Being scolded by such a stout man for more than ten minutes was certainly not a good thing.
"Damn it, today is my unluckiest day!"
One of them grumbled, then sat back down in his seat. Clearly, the three intended to start another round.
However, knowing that Johnny was new, the others didn't show him much friendliness and continued playing their cards, leaving Johnny to stand guard in front of the main console.
Seizing this opportunity, Johnny fiddled with it for a while longer before getting up to leave. The three still paid him no mind.
In this way, Johnny successfully plugged the WiFi receivers into the main console, two of them. After leaving the fire control room, Johnny took off the rubber gloves he was wearing.
A professional assassin would never allow his fingerprints to appear anywhere carelessly.
By the time Johnny returned to his hotel room, it was half an hour later.
"How was it? Is it done?"
Johnny smiled and made an OK gesture, "Mission accomplished."
But he noticed that Thompson's expression suddenly became very strange, a kind of wanting to get angry but feeling awkward about it.
So Johnny shook the OK gesture in his hand twice, and sure enough, Thompson's expression became even more uncomfortable.
Johnny suddenly realized that Koreans seemed to be very sensitive about the OK gesture.
"If you're bad, practice more. Why care about a gesture?"
Johnny grumbled irritably.
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