Blue, gray, and khaki are the mainstream colors nowadays.

The party started at 5:30 PM. The host, a newcomer, gave an opening speech, saying things like, "Welcome the leaders," "Thank you for your concern," "Thank you for attending," and "Thank you for your support."

Song Yan's mind wasn't on this; she couldn't just wander around like that, or the patrolling police would arrest her. She could only slip away to the side.

The original owner had rarely visited the Cultural Palace and was unfamiliar with its layout. It was similar to the layout of a typical hall, fan-shaped, with two levels of seating.

Song Yan strolled around the first floor, but found nothing. As the performance progressed, enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience.

"Comrade, why don't you go back to your seat?" The abrupt voice interrupted Song Yan's searching gaze.

She was stopped by a policeman. Song Yan smiled shyly, "I heard my boyfriend is here too, and I want to find him." As she spoke, she lowered her head slightly and nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes.

"With so many people, if you can't find it, go back to your seat!" The policeman's attitude was acceptable, but his sharp eyes sized Song Yan up and down.

"Okay. I'll go back to my seat now." Song Yan turned and walked towards the stairwell on the second floor.

"Comrade, wait a minute," the policeman called out to her again. "Let me see your ticket."

Song Yan's seat was indeed on the second floor. The reason she started from the first floor was because she was afraid of being stopped. She could use that as an excuse to go back to her seat on the second floor. If she was stopped on the second floor, what excuse could she use to go back to the first floor?

This policeman is Shi Quan, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Public Security Bureau. He was only assigned to tonight's task after the Public Security Bureau had been thoroughly investigated and confirmed to be in good standing. Because of Director Shi's incident, everyone in the Public Security Bureau felt quite ashamed. Tonight, everyone was determined to prove the Public Security Bureau wrong.

After checking the ticket and confirming it was in order, Shi Quan said, "Comrade, please return to your seat."

Song Yan nodded repeatedly, took his ticket, and headed to the second floor. Actually, Song Yan didn't know what he was looking for; perhaps he was simply hoping to suddenly see Wei Aiguo.

There was nothing noteworthy on the second floor. Song Yan returned to the first floor.

It was already six o'clock.

Song Yan stopped wandering around, and the police left. She stood in the aisle near the stage to watch the performance. There were still a few people there, so her position didn't seem out of place.

Some tickets had bad seats and poor views, so people would move to the side and stand there to watch.

There was a side door next to the stage, which Song Yan guessed led backstage.

Song Yan kept glancing at the audience seats and didn't notice the two people coming out of the side door.