Chapter 1605 The Player Behind the Scenes (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

"call……"

Zhu Xianhai suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream with a look of horror on his face.

"Damn, this is too real!"

He touched his head with some horror, fortunately, fortunately... it was intact!

Even now, he can still recall the feeling of his brain splattering after the bullet hit his head.

pain!

And despair!

What I feel more is confusion!

Why am I confused?

"Who is he? Why would he kill me?"

Zhu Xianhai, feeling slightly relieved, parked the car on the side of the road, his mind filled with all kinds of questions.

The feeling of the bullet penetrating his head, piercing his brain and splattering was too real, making Zhu Xianhai think he was really dead!

Once again!

“The simulator is real!”

Zhu Xianhai firmly believed in the future in the simulator. After all, in his last time traveling, he relied on that golden finger to create this empire. But what about now?

"Who wants to kill me?"

In doubt, Zhu Xianhai chose simulation again.

"system."

…

Chirp, chirp, chirp...

At the same time, the guy's pistol went off.

Three bullets, one hit Zhu Xianhai's head, and the other two hit his chest.

…

Just like that... just like that, I’m dead!

Once again!

Recalling the previous simulation, Zhu Xianhai was speechless.

The second time I traveled through time, I had planned to enjoy my life, but I never thought I would be hunted down.

"Who is that guy?"

Zhu Xianhai recalled the man in his mind. The guy had a cold look in his eyes and didn't say anything. As soon as he got the chance, he shot directly.

"It was the same person both times, which means this is... a manhunt!"

But the question is, who is chasing me?

A professional killer... Who would hire such a guy to kill an insignificant and insignificant person like himself?

What a fucking psycho!

Sitting in the car, facing the survival crisis, Zhu Xianhai appeared very calm, and what was even more calm was his curiosity.

I wonder who hired a professional killer to kill me.

Could it be that Zhu Mingde has a grudge with someone else?

"That's unlikely. That kid lives a simple life. If it was just because of him, he would have probably lost his life in New York."

Looking up at himself in the back seat mirror, Zhu Xianhai frowned and muttered to himself.

"Could it be because..."

Account!

Why did this thought come up?

Because in addition to the emperor himself who knew the existence of the secret account, there was another person who knew, or rather an organization that knew - the Imperial Bureau of Investigation.

"Could it be that the Imperial Bureau of Investigation is hunting me down?"

Zhu Xianhai's eyes sharpened, then he shook his head and said.

"That's unlikely. How could the FBI send someone to hunt me down? If they found out that the secret account had been activated, they would probably be more concerned about how I knew about the secret account, rather than sending someone to hunt me down directly."

In fact, Zhu Xianhai had also considered whether the secret account would lead to his discovery, but he was not worried that it would bring him any trouble. Even if the Imperial Investigation Bureau intervened, there was nothing to worry about.

After all, the Empire has laws, and the Imperial Bureau of Investigation is not a lawless place.

But the sudden pursuit now overturned Zhu Xianhai's cognition. He never expected that the other party would play so unconventionally.

"Who are they? What do they want to do? If they are here for money, they should kidnap first and then find a way to get the money. Killing people directly... the rhythm is wrong!"

Although his mind was filled with questions, the crisis of survival told Zhu Xianhai that the most important thing now was... to stay alive!

"We can't go south anymore. We have to leave here first and hide ourselves..."

The ideal hiding place must have a large urban population, convenient transportation, developed economy, and preferably countless illegal immigrants. The cities he passed along the way were too small, with a population of 100,000 or 200,000, which looked like a larger town at most. The most fatal thing about small places is the small population and lack of mobility. Any stranger who came would attract attention from the outside world. In fact, he was killed in a tourist town.

Opening a traffic map, Zhu Xianhai began to look for a suitable hiding place on the map.

"There's no need to go to Central America. Going through customs will definitely expose my presence. For now, I can only stay in Mexico. It seems that Mexico City is the only place!"

Staring at Mexico City on the map, Zhu Xianhai recalled the impression that city gave him - the bigger the city, the more problems it has, even as the capital of a developed country. Like all metropolises, Mexico City is plagued by a series of problems such as uneven development, a significant income gap among residents, and crime. The more prosperous it is on the surface, the more prosperous its dark side will be.

It is conceivable that this metropolis of tens of millions of people must be filled with many shady guys. Even illegal immigrants from North America can hide there, let alone himself. The most important thing is that it is too difficult to find a person who deliberately hides in a city of tens of millions of people. So after just thinking for a moment, Zhu Xianhai chose to return to Mexico City instead of going to the next stop as planned to die.

…

At the same time, in a seaside villa somewhere in Imperial Huizhou, a young man in a beach-style shirt was looking at a woman playing in the sea in the distance and listening to the sound coming from the mobile phone. His expression seemed a little solemn. After a moment, he said.

"So, that person used a secret account?"

"Yes."

"Any idea how he got the secret account?"

"We don't know, and the bureau seems confused too. That account should have been opened during the Shengde period. It once belonged to Emperor Taizu, and it hasn't been used for almost a hundred years..."

"Emperor Taizu..."

The man holding the phone couldn't help but gasp when he heard this. Emperor Taizu... He was the founding emperor who rebuilt the Ming Dynasty!

Even the current world system was created by Emperor Taizu. Everything they enjoy now was given by Emperor Taizu, from their wealth to their status as one of the Chinese.

And that secret account originally belonged to Emperor Taizu!

How can this not be surprising?

Besides being surprised, he was more shocked. After all, he had never thought that it would involve Emperor Taizu.

He pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"How much money is in the account?"

“Close to 300 million!”

I was shocked before, but what about now?

It was just shocking!

Three hundred million is a huge sum of money even for them. It is not francs, but Mingyuan - real gold and silver!

"Three hundred million...haha, that's a lot!"

He was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Who was sent out by the Bureau of Investigation?"

(End of this chapter)