Boss Cha is a very face-conscious person. He and Alan are both such people. When they are out, they can do anything but they cannot lose face!

But in private, Boss Cha is also known for being petty.

Everything was fine before he was provoked, but now someone has tried to assassinate him, and Boss Cha can no longer be magnanimous. On the contrary... Now that Alan mentioned it, he thought of what happened today.

If something really happens to him, then the rest will definitely not be his responsibility. He will have to decide what to do then.

Now that he is not injured, many people may think of blaming each other or making a big deal out of it.

In Boss Cha's opinion, the reason why he was not injured was, firstly, because he was lucky, and secondly, because his chief guard, Alan, reacted quickly and knocked down the assassin in the first place, without giving the assassin a second chance to attack him!

It’s not about the assassin’s ability or the weapon’s effectiveness!

He has been assassinated now, and this matter cannot be taken lightly. He can pretend to be magnanimous and not care on the surface, this is his external personality, but others cannot do the same, and must not ignore this matter!

…

"Cancel all your plans for the remaining two days. I'll be waiting for you here. You are responsible for investigating this matter thoroughly. If you encounter any obstacles, tell me!"

Boss Cha crossed his arms and angrily gave the latest order.

Alan grinned, this... the imperial sword is coming!

"Yes! I'll go to the hospital now."

"Go ahead."

…

Clemento Private Hospital, 9pm.

Tap, tap, a series of footsteps disrupted the tranquility outside the operating room.

Alan saw a little old lady sitting outside the operating room, and several women around her.

The clothes these people were wearing looked familiar to Alan. They were high-cut dresses that looked like North Korean clothes.

…

"My son is innocent! Sir, please spare his life. He didn't really want to kill the prince. There is no bullet in his gun! Sir!"

"Yeah, yeah, the prince is fine now!"

"grown ups!"

Alan looked with disgust at the people lying on the ground as if begging for mercy. They were chattering a lot of things, which Alan could not understand.

"Who let them here?"

Alan turned his head and looked at the bodyguard guarding the door of the operating room.

…

"Boss, those Australian police let them in. We were short-handed, so we chased them away, but they came back in after a while. They have been here the whole time and haven't made any noise."

Alan raised his right hand, and moved his middle finger and index finger slightly, signaling Xiao Shitou following behind him to drive people away. These people were like flies, making him feel disgusted.

"By the way, find me a Korean translator. Has the assassin inside woken up?"

"Not yet, it's recovering."

"I don't have time to wait for him to wake up normally, so I'll have the doctor use medication to forcefully wake him up!"

"this……"

The bodyguard was a little hesitant. It was not that he questioned Allen's decision, but the doctors in Australia might not agree.

"Are the other guns on your waist just for fun?"

Alan glared at the bodyguard and signaled him to hurry up.

"yes!"

…

"David Kang is a Korean-Australian who just graduated from university. His family immigrated to Australia in 1987. He has a father, a mother, two older sisters and a younger sister."

Alan sat beside the bed, holding the assassin's information he had just hastily collected.

In the photo in the profile, the boy has a young face and a smile. It may be because he has finally left South Korea and joined the free world. He looks very happy.

Those people at the door just now should be his mother and two sisters.

…

David Kang slowly opened his eyes. His whole body felt numb and he couldn't feel anything. He had just finished surgery and the anesthetic effect had not yet worn off.

He gently shook his groggy head. The last scene in his memory was Yu Guangzhong, the tall young man who stood up and seemed to shoot at him. He only heard the first gunshot and he didn't remember anything after that.

Looking at the ceiling and the surrounding environment, he should be in the hospital now. Turning his head slightly, David Kang's pupils dilated instantly. The person sitting next to his bed was the one who shot him!

“Wuwu…you…who are you! Don’t kill me…I…”

…

"Are you David Kang? Why did you assassinate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The assassin finally woke up, and unexpectedly he could speak English, which saved a lot of trouble. Alan asked the translator to go out first, helped the assassin take off the oxygen mask on his mouth, rolled up the information into a paper tube and held it in his hand, crossed his legs and asked the assassin who had just woken up.

"I didn't want to kill him, I just wanted to scare him!"

"Oh? You shot His Highness twice with a gun, is that what you call wanting to scare him?"

"I...I'm holding a flare gun, not a real gun!"

"Humph... Whether it's a real gun or not is not up to you to say. Let me ask you, who ordered you to assassinate His Highness? Do you have any other accomplices?"

"I..." David Kang heard what Allen said. He still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, but he was very panicked.

"I wasn't ordered by anyone. I just wanted to scare him. I have no accomplices!"

"Without an accomplice, how did you bring the weapon in? And how did you climb onto the platform?"

“I…I…”

David Kang had just woken up and was still confused. Alan's questions were rather urgent and gave him a headache.

"I just saw in the newspaper that he was going to present medals there today, so I went over there. I had no accomplices. I was pushed up by the people behind me."

"Oh? The police didn't conduct a security check on you, but allowed you to enter the venue with a weapon?"

Alan's eyes flickered and he began to ask seductive questions.

"I...I don't know. No one checked on me."

"Well... the Australian police allowed the assassin to bring in weapons, but what about the people behind you who pushed you? Do you know their names?"

"I don't know... I don't know..."

"Well, there are unknown individuals cooperating with the assassins."

Alan nodded, and he gave a brief explanation after David Kang said something. The recorder in his hand faithfully recorded the conversation between the two. This would serve as evidence when he returned!

"I'm not an assassin! I'm not an assassin!"

Allen just smiled at the Korean's explanation and continued to ask, "Why did you want to assassinate His Highness?"

"I……"

"Don't be anxious, think slowly, and tell me your truest thoughts."

"I... I saw the news in the newspaper and discussed it with my classmates and teachers. I became dissatisfied with the Australian government!"

"???"

Alan's eyes lit up. Is this finally some substantive news?

"Tell me! What's the news?"

"They are... Cambodian refugees. Their policy on accepting Cambodian refugees is not good. They have nowhere else to go. Why don't you help them?!"

"???"

Alan was a little confused by this answer. How did he go all the way from Australia to Cambodia?

What does this have to do with anything?

"Wait, what you mean is that because a group of Cambodian refugees came to Australia and some of Australia's policies were very unfavorable to them, you held a grudge against them and discussed it with your teachers and classmates at school, and decided to assassinate His Highness who happened to be visiting Australia?!"

"I'm not an assassin! Ahem... I just wanted to scare him. I'm protesting and demonstrating!"

"Well, think about it carefully, is there anything else you want to add?"

Alan put the paper tube on the bedside table next to him, picked up the tape recorder, and tilted his head to look at the naked David Kang.

"No...no more. I'm really not an assassin. I didn't want to kill him. I'm not an assassin."

"Haha, well, I will give you a conclusion on whether you are an assassin after a thorough investigation. You should have a good rest. Today's questioning ends here."

After Alan finished speaking, he stopped the recorder and looked at the Sony logo on it. Hmm... every time he did something like this, he liked to use Sony products. The quality and sound quality were okay. The key was that the feeling of having an Japanese as an accomplice made him feel a little less guilty.

Under David Kang's somewhat confused gaze, Allen picked up the pillow under his head, covered his face with it with a smile, and pressed down gently.

…

“Woo… woo! woo…”

Even though the anesthetic had not completely worn off yet, David Kang still struggled as hard as he could, but... all his struggles were futile. He was several sizes smaller than Allen, and the strength of the two was totally disproportionate. Moreover, in the current situation, Allen kept holding the pillow for three full minutes.

He just watched quietly as David Kang struggled hard, then struggled slowly, and finally stopped moving. He even twitched a few times, until he smelled a foul odor. This should be the incontinence caused by the body mechanism when a person is forcibly suffocated to death.

After taking away the pillow, Alan was relieved to see that David Kang was dead with his mouth wide open and facial features distorted.

In today's incident, even if Jesus came, it would have to be an assassination!

From the moment he denied the assassination, Allen had no intention of letting him go. If he had admitted openly that it was the assassination, Allen could have spared his life, but he... Haha, he already did it, and in the end he even quibbled. With such quibbling, have you ever thought that your merit in protecting Master Allen will be affected?

Who could bear it if the credit he had earned was reduced by half because of his excuses?

How young and ignorant!

In order to fully realize his credit, Allen had no choice but to send the assassin on his way, and the rest was up to him to restore the "truth" of the matter.

Alas... Alan sighed and looked at David Kang. I am really destined to be a hard-working person. I worry so much about the empire!

"Someone come!"

…

"Master!"

Xiao Shitou pushed the door open and saw the dead assassin at a glance. He was not curious at all about what Alan had just done, and even felt that it was as he expected.

"Take this and make a few more copies. This is the recording of his interrogation. Take it to his school and ask his teachers and classmates."

Allen glanced at Little Stone and said meaningfully, "Put some pressure on them. Just say that this was instructed by the assassin who assassinated His Highness. Let them talk about their feelings about this assassin. For example, whether he can't get along well with his classmates, or has an extreme personality, etc."

When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives. Everyone understands this truth, right?

Allen is now going to prove that David Kang has a criminal record so that his classmates will exclude him and even discredit him after knowing that he is the murderer!

He didn't believe that his classmates or teachers would speak well of him when the charges had already been proven.

"Send another person to wait here. In four hours, say that the assassin committed suicide out of fear of punishment and we are still tracking down his accomplices."

“That’s right!”

Having said that, Alan was just about to leave when he remembered the media arrangements.

"Have you notified your family? Let our TV station broadcast the news early tomorrow morning. First, convict him of a crime and report the process as I said. Later, when the videotapes and other evidence are returned, we will make a separate special program."

"clear!"

Xiao Shitou was busy taking notes of Alan's words in his notebook. There were so many things he had to arrange one by one and he couldn't forget any of them.

"Arrange a room for me, I'll rest for a while!"

…

Alan recalled briefly. First of all, the assassin was dead, and there was no evidence. The final evidence was the interrogation recording in his hand, and he also had the final right of interpretation of the recording. Everything in it was ambiguous, and there was a lot of room for manipulation.

Then... as long as his classmates believe that he was not good enough before, the second step will be completed.

By tomorrow, just a few hours later, the news that the assassin committed suicide out of fear of punishment will spread. Not only will his guilt be confirmed, but the fact that he has accomplices will also be established!

As long as the media publicity here can keep up, everything will be finalized. Allen has the media in his hands now. No matter what the influence is, he has the first-mover advantage!

Then arrange some conspiracy theories or something, saying that some people in Australia have ulterior motives and are involved in this matter, wanting to murder Boss Cha. Then Alan's protection this time would seem even more meaningful!

When Allen returns, won’t the Queen immediately award him several medals?

When he thought of this, Allen was instantly full of motivation. The assassination was great. He didn't expect to get a medal just by going out. He just didn't know how the queen would reward him then. Tsk tsk...

Why not just give me the Order of the Garter?

…

“Well, not bad!”

Who said Alan’s ability is not good enough?

If anyone says something like this again in the future, he will check with his boss and be the first one to deny it!

In just two days, Allen gave him a satisfactory answer.

This is simply a detective!

Looking at the thick stack of information in his hand, the evidence was solid. The assassin's background, family background, motive, trajectory of actions, speculation about his accomplices behind the scenes, etc. were all presented in front of him in a reasonable, clear and logical manner.

After reading the investigation report, Boss Cha felt relieved. He came to Australia for a visit happily, but in the end he was almost assassinated!

Someone in Australia wants to make something of him!

Looking up at Allen who was sitting opposite him, Boss Cha suddenly felt that the compensation he gave Allen a few days ago was not enough for such a loyal subject!

Such a loyal and brave minister needs to be rewarded so as not to make him feel disheartened.

Alan has always wanted to restore the guard's organization, but the queen disagrees. This incident is also related to it. If Alan could bring the guard with him this time, the security force would definitely not be at the same level as it is now.

Now... since the Queen's approach doesn't work, Boss Cha suddenly has an idea. Can he think of a way somewhere else to give Allen a reason to lead the troops?

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an inspiration.