The officers at the scene looked bewildered and asked the police chief in charge of the operation.

"Are you crazy?! The Speaker's daughter is on that deck!"

Upon hearing his subordinate's inquiry, Joseph, the police chief of London, took off his hat and angrily rebuked him.

But then, everyone noticed something else.

Wang Yueheng, who had been standing there singing, suddenly raised his right hand towards the live broadcast camera.

He was holding an object that looked like a car key in his hand.

"This is the remote control for detonating all the bombs in London. He left it behind before he left."

"This city is safe!"

Bathed in the brilliant glow of the sunset.

At this moment, Wang Yueheng, holding the detonator, was like a hero statue, attracting everyone's attention.

"Glug~"

As soon as Wang Yueheng uttered those words.

All the police officers, including Police Commissioner Joseph, and the cabinet ministers couldn't help but nervously swallow.

"Yay!"

"Very good!"

"Thank God!"

"Long live Wang Yueheng!"...

After a brief silence.

Passersby and viewers watching the live stream waved their arms and shouted wildly.

Everyone wore an excited smile, as if they had survived a disaster.

The length of one song, no, four songs.

Wang Yueheng completely won over and moved the clown, saving at least 100,000 citizens of London!

On behalf of the people of London, thank you!

"I apologize for the unfriendly behavior and comments made by some people in the past..."

London Sheriff Joseph then walked up to Wang Yueheng.

After watching the bomb disposal expert carefully take the detonator from his hands, he shook hands with him and expressed his gratitude.

As the sheriff, he was naturally aware that since Wang Yueheng arrived in Lun City, he had been met with protests from some irrational citizens.

He himself had previously expressed resentment and disgust towards the donation ceremony of cultural relics.

But compared to the destruction of over a hundred buildings, the lives of tens of thousands of London residents were annihilated.

A mere 20,000 cultural relics are hardly anything special...

Soon, the mayor of London arrived, accompanied by others.

In front of countless news reporters, he warmly embraced and thanked Wang Yueheng for resolving the terrorist crisis.

"After hearing Roger's story, I was equally shocked and angry."

"I swear that everyone who failed in their duty in this incident will be punished accordingly!"

"As for Rogerm, our pursuit of him will not cease until he escapes to a place where we can never catch him!"

The mayor of London clearly spoke after careful consideration.

The subtext is that the city of London will take care of those who bullied and humiliated him.

We also hope that Rogers will not appear on British soil again and continue to create a terrorist crisis.

Just as the mayor of London was speaking to the camera.

Wang Yueheng noticed that the mission radar in his field of vision had suddenly disappeared.

The red dot marking Roger's location gradually blurred and eventually disappeared.

This also indicates that I have successfully completed the system task.

In front of the whole world, we must prevent a terrorist attack that could affect more than 100,000 people!

But for Wang Yueheng...

This matter is not completely over yet.

His gaze then fell upon Mo Zixue, who was standing not far away, still gazing at him from behind the live stream camera.

At this moment, the girl also wore a relieved smile.

She still had tear stains on her cheeks, probably because she was too nervous just now.

"Mr. Wang Yueheng, was your chance encounter with Roger in the park purely a coincidence?"

How did you come up with the idea to write and perform the song "That Girl" for him live?

"Thank you for helping London prevent a dangerous terrorist attack. Is there anything you'd like to say to the people of London?"...

Wang Yueheng ignored the reporters who were frantically gathering around him with questions.

Instead, he turned and walked towards Mo Zixue, who was still standing in the same spot.