The location of the building did not change at all, but it was more spacious than the one that went to both sides.
There is still a red carpet on the front of the club building. The entrance is still bright and the atmosphere is pleasant. The entrance is still a low-key luxury old-style reception desk and corridor. Stepping into it can make people experience the elegant atmosphere of celebrities decades ago.
"Sir? Mr...."
At the end of the moustache waiter and whispering, Kyle flicked through the threshold and looked away from all the familiar layouts and objects in the club.
Since the last time I left here, don’t say this dance club, even Europe has never returned. In a twinkling of an eye, it took sixty years to pass.
What is the object is human beings, this is the object is human!
Things are still there, and they can be disguised by new things, while others are no longer seen, disappearing into the long rivers of ancient times.
This is the Mawei universe, except for a few ethnic minorities, the inevitable sorrow of all living beings.
"Where are you bringing me here, what is it for?" Kyle whispered in the air of nothingness, and the five fingers that had dropped their hands were quietly clenched.
just now. There are not many things that can touch the nature of others - it happens that the Bird Club is one of them.
"This gentleman, trouble you..."
Two tall guards dressed in suits and bears, and their vigilant eyes fell on Kyle, who was standing at the door, and they wanted to stop and drive them out.
After all, the Tuomen Club is a networking place for celebrities. If you don't have a certain identity, and you are recommended by the members, don't even mention the club's membership card, even the door is not eligible to enter.
Those who have a membership card will not look away and admit their mistakes in a few years.
The two guards stepped forward to the meteor, and the domineering Kyle reached out, but for the next moment, all their movements were hard to stop.
A strong force like a real shape, like a mountain pressed down!
With a light breath, Kyle loosened his clenched fist, ignored the guards on both sides, continued to walk into the corridor where the lights were just right, and walked to the reception desk where the waitress stood.
"Sir, hello. What can I help you?"
The waitress on duty was pale and greeted Kyle quickly, sneaking a sneak peek at the two guards not far behind Kyle.
The guard who retired as an elite Russian special soldier, at this time the two men reluctantly held each other, constantly waved and wiped the cold sweat on the forehead, seemingly subject to some kind of frightened panic.
What happened in the end, can you scare the Russian man who is not afraid of it?
Kyle thought for a moment and said calmly to the waitress: "I have to check the consumption record of the 006 membership card."
He originally came for the mysterious person, but now, what he wants to ask is another question.
“Member card consumption record?” The waitress stunned and said, “I am very sorry. Our computer system authority is not eligible to read the consumption record of the membership card, and the top ten membership card is our club. Specially produced Supreme Membership Cards will only be issued to members of special status. No one has the right to view the cardholder's consumption records."
System permissions, what is this stuff?
Kyle smiled and tapped the screen of the electronic watch with his fingers. He shrugged and said: "Wies, it's up to you."
"No problem, master."
Wiss should sneak out and extend an antenna to invade the host data of the building where the club is located.
"Sir, you are..." The waitress was feeling inexplicable, and then the reception desk and the hallway, and even the lights of the entire club building were extinguished in an instant.
If the line is in poor contact, it flashes a few times and then resumes normal lighting.
Then, the voice of Wiss sounded again: "Found, master."
"Turn it to me." Kyle blinked and gave instructions.
"Reproduce for you."
Wisdom's double-twisting rotation delivers three-dimensional three-dimensional graphics, clearly showing the consumption records of membership cards in numbers and English.
Kyle swept a cursory look. The first one was the first record of consumption in early 1944, that is, Steve drove the ice machine to death, and he returned to the day after the return of the ball.
The above is a detailed record of the number of people, the amount of consumption, and so on.
The consumption time is only accurate to the date of the year, and should be only the handwritten record of the clerk. Later, after the computer is popular with the general public, this is re-registered into the computer system for reservation.
After that day, he handed the 006 card to the waitress and gave her a gift to Peggy Carter.
Kyle looked down and suddenly glimpsed.
At the end of 1944, there were more than 30 records of consumption records, all of which were recorded by Peggy Carter.
At the end of 1944, the date of the last consumption record, the death period recorded on the grave of Peggy Carter, was only less than half a month apart.
It is hard to imagine that a woman who is dying of illness will come to this bird club almost every day.
If there are no relatives or acquaintances here, it is that there are precious memories that she can't forget.
"Carter." Kyle muttered to himself.
At this moment, he remembered a lot of things, and the picture of the memory finally stayed in the farewell with Carter.
The farewell kiss at the twilight sunset.
Kyle swayed his head and retracted the emotional sensibility of humanity, rationally looking at the bottom of the recorded image of the show.
From 1944 to 2007, there was a blank, that is, after Carter died, no one used the 006 card to spend here.
Until, 2008!
This year, this month, one day ago, there is a consumption record that has not ended yet!
"Who used Carter's card?"
Kyle didn't have to think about it, and the mysterious figure appeared immediately in his mind.
"Opened a single room, 301."
After reading the last important message, Kyle picked up the Wiss on the table, and the figure disappeared from the original place, turning into a blurry shadow and passing through the corridor.
The waitress opened his eyes and looked like a ghost. When he was preparing to scream, he was stunned by someone else's big hand.
At the same time as she panicked, she fixed her eyes and saw that it was her own guard who held her mouth. The two men were tall and strong, and this was slightly calmed down.
"What are you doing? How did you stop the man just..." the waitress asked.
"Block? How do we stop?" One of the guards said with a smile: "You haven't recognized yet, who is that person?"
"Who?" The waitress blinked.
Another guard has a rush to pat the chest. "You are in your mouth all day, legendary legend that I have been to the club during World War II!"
"No way?"
The waitress was a little embarrassed for a moment, silent for a moment, and Zhang Da, who was surprised by the mouth. "Right, I have forgotten even such an important thing. The 006 is the number that the Tuomen Club handles for that person."