Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Collision "You dare not really kill...
"Lingni, let me return what you just said to you. I advise you to be more sensible."
Ian raised his eyes, his eyes filled with heavy determination.
"You don't dare to really kill me, but I dare to really kill you."
Lingni was shocked.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that what Ian said was true.
The situation took a turn for the worse.
Lingni's breathing hitched slightly, and his fingers unconsciously tightened around the gun in his hand.
His gaze lingered on Ian's face for a moment, and he saw that there was no trace of hesitation in the male insect's black eyes, which were too firm.
It doesn't look like a male insect at all.
He knew what Ian said was true - he couldn't kill Ian, at least not now. Ian was the key to his mission, and a living Ian was the target he had to bring back.
And Ian had obviously seen through this.
Countless thoughts flashed through Lingni's mind quickly.
He is the illegitimate son of Earl Link, and this identity has never been revealed to the public.
He and Lin Mo, one is a sharp blade in the dark, the other is a chess piece in the open. They both work for Earl Link and carry out those shady missions.
Lin Mo maneuvered in the open, while he reaped the benefits in the dark.
Their existence is like the two knives in Count Link's hands, one for deterrence and the other for death.
But now, Ian's calmness and confidence made Lingni feel a rare sense of unease.
Lingni was used to being in control of the situation and manipulating everything in the dark, but at this moment, he found himself stumbling.
Ian's eyes made him realize that the other party was not bluffing - Ian really dared to kill him, and would not hesitate at all.
The corners of Lingni's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was trying to force a smile, but in the end he just pursed his lips stiffly.
"Sir Ian is right,"
Lingni finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of reluctance.
"I really can't kill you, sir."
Ian didn't respond, but just looked at him coldly. There was a tense silence in the air, as if it would explode at any moment.
Lingni took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
He glanced around, and the instruments in the laboratory flickered with faint light, as if mocking his powerlessness.
"But don't think you have a sure win, sir."
Lingni's voice gradually returned to calm, with a hint of coldness.
"You and I are nothing but pawns. The worst that can happen is that we die together. Trading my life for that of the noble male insect is a good deal."
At the beginning,
Lingni originally thought that this task would not be too difficult. He had been trained as a sub-female according to the mainstream aesthetics of male insects since he was a child. Whether it was his manners, appearance, or even his disguised personality, he believed that there was nothing he could not show for it.
If they are really talking about marriage, they may not be able to do so without revealing their identity, but if it is just an extramarital affair, it can be said that it is more than enough.
Most male insects are like this. The sense of novelty is like opium. Sometimes they start another ambiguous relationship not because the female insect in front of them is more beautiful or has a better family background than the female king or female servant at home, but simply because of the novelty.
It's just because of the inexplicable desire to conquer, and at this time all you have to do is follow the male insect.
But Ian is simply an exception that causes people a lot of trouble.
It's particularly difficult.
All her seductive eyes are for the blind to see, and her mouth is extremely poisonous. If she gives you face once out of ten times, you are lucky.
Yes, yes, it is undeniable that Ian is indeed young and promising. He is the director of the Food and Drug Administration at such a young age, and he is also very successful in scientific research.
However, compared to dealing with those ambitious male insects, this task made Lingni more depressed.
Can't chew it at all.
How can there be a male insect like this in this world?
Freak it!
Lingni suddenly felt that he should not have accepted this task in the first place.
Even being beaten by Count Link would be better than doing this mission. Now I am probably going to die here.
He wanted to live, and he could only live by any means necessary, only by being covered in blood, but no matter what he did, he would reach the end.
He has no way out.
From birth to death, he was a pawn, mediating in the power struggle.
Just like millions of chess pieces.
Lingni's gray-purple eyes darkened.
"Lingni, of course we can cooperate."
Ian smiled slowly.
"Why don't you turn from evil to good and tell me your plan behind this."
"Sir Ian, with all due respect, this assumption does not sound good at all."
Lingni said with a grim expression.
"Of course, I'm just making a suggestion. You can take your time to think about it. We can hold on until the First Legion arrives."
Ian said slowly,
"But you have to think carefully. If you are willing to confess now and receive leniency, you are abandoning the dark side and joining the light side. Why endure unnecessary suffering if you wait until the First Legion arrives?"
Lingni sighed for a long time:
"Hey, Mr. Ian, these are what I was going to say to you, but I didn't expect things to change."
But despite pretending to be nonchalant in his tone, Lingni's eyes flickered slightly.
He had to admit that Ian's words were like a fine needle, gently piercing his thoughts.
It seemed as if she was deliberately provoking his resentment and anger.
But that's all.
"cooperate?"
Lingni laughed.
"Sir Ian, do you think there's still a possibility for us to cooperate? Your credit doesn't seem to be very strong."
"How could that be?"
Ian's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable power.
"You and I both know that this game isn't black and white. You serve the Count, and I have my side. But positions can be changed. There's no shame in wanting to live, right?"
Lingni's brows were tightly furrowed. The words just now were like a soft knife, gently cutting through his defenses and making him feel powerless.
"Even if you win this time, even if you succeed, do you intend to live like this for the rest of your life?"
"Have you ever thought about stopping? Have you ever thought about leaving? Isn't there anything you want to do in your heart?"
Ian said word by word,
"Perhaps, have you ever thought that this is not a crisis for you, but an opportunity that you need to seize."
Chance?
What a qualified lobbyist.
Lingni raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sir Ian, it's easy for you to say. But do you know what the price of my betrayal is?"
Ian said softly:
"But you also know what the price of continuing is."
"The First Legion is on its way. Once they arrive, your options will be even smaller."
Lingni was silent.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and each one made him feel extremely heavy.
He knew that what Ian said was true - the arrival of the First Legion meant that the situation would completely get out of control, and he would lose all initiative.
The mission was doomed to fail.
"How ridiculous..."
Lingni held up his gun and sighed, his voice filled with helplessness and self-mockery.
"Sir Ian, you really caught me off guard."
Ian smiled, a faint gleam in his eyes.
"I said, I don't like being threatened,"
He said softly,
"And I wouldn't put myself in that situation. But now, the choice is yours."
Lingni's gaze lingered on Ian's face for a moment, however, Ian's expression remained calm, without any emotional fluctuations.
In fact, Lingni really didn't trust Ian at all.
The reason why he was still willing to spend time negotiating with him was simply because they were now evenly matched, and once the First Legion arrived, Lingni would be nothing more than a prisoner.
"Sir Ian, I'm sorry, the Earl is my father, and I don't want to betray him."
Lingni hooked his lips,
"Alas, there is no way, blood relationship is such a magical thing."
“…”
Ian raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Lingni's finger rested lightly on the trigger, and the cold metal touch came through his fingertips.
"But there's still a game to play."
He said softly, a hint of teasing in his tone.
Ian's eyes darkened slightly, and his fingers quietly tightened around the gun in his hand.
"I'm going to die anyway, Lord Ian,"
Lingni continued, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Why don't we have a competition to see which is faster, your gun or mine?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly rang out in the air—"Bang!"
Ian's body tensed up instantly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he almost thought Lingni had pulled the trigger.
However, he soon realized that the sound did not come from the muzzle of a gun.
Lingni's face also showed a hint of surprise, and it was obvious that he was also surprised by the sudden loud noise.
In an instant, the floor shook violently, as if the entire laboratory building was shaking.
The sound of impact outside was accompanied by the sound of metal tearing, as if some huge object had slammed into the outer wall of the laboratory building.
Dust fell from the ceiling.
Something hit it and it exploded!
Their eyes turned to the window at the same time, and Lingni's expression became extremely ugly.
From the window, you can see outside that the huge aircraft, like a steel behemoth, has crashed heavily into the outer wall of the laboratory building.
Shards of glass flew everywhere like a rainstorm, and sharp cracking sounds pierced the air, as if the whole world was torn apart at this moment.
The fuselage of the aircraft rubbed violently against the steel structure of the laboratory building, making a harsh metal twisting sound and sparks flying.
The air was filled with a strong smell of burning and scorching metal.
The outer wall of the experimental building collapsed instantly under the huge impact.
The steel skeleton groaned under the heavy load, as if it would break at any moment.
The entire building shook violently in the aftermath of the collision. The floor seemed to be shaken violently by an invisible giant hand. Cracks on the walls spread rapidly. Dust and debris fell from the ceiling. The air was filled with thick dust, almost suffocating it.
The top three floors were shaking and seemed to be about to collapse completely in the next second.
The equipment in the laboratory building fell over in the impact, glassware shattered, and liquid flowed everywhere, mixed with dust and debris, creating a mess.
Ian and Lingni barely managed to stand firm amidst the violent shaking, shock written all over their faces.
Lingni's fingers were still tightly gripping the gun, but his eyes were no longer fixed on Ian, but on the huge monster outside the window.
In an instant, he rushed to the window almost risking his life.
All the glass in the laboratory's floor-to-ceiling windows was shattered.
The wreckage of the aircraft was burning outside the laboratory building. The flames shone on his face, revealing the complex emotions in his eyes - fear, anger, and a hint of despair that was hard to conceal.
Lingni suddenly... realized something, staring out the window with a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.
——When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog prospers!
——They simply wanted to kill him and Ian here together, and then fake it as an accidental death!
——His mission is simply to commit suicide!
At this moment, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a bullet flew from behind Lingni, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and hit his right wrist with incredible precision.
Lingni's body trembled suddenly, and he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Blood instantly gushed out of the wound and dripped onto the ground along his fingers.
"Well!"
His fingers loosened weakly, and the gun in his hand slipped out of his hand instantly. The black metal drew a brief arc in the air and then fell out of the window.
The friction between the gun body and the air made a slight whistling sound, and finally disappeared into the darkness outside the laboratory building, and was swallowed up by the endless abyss in an instant.
"you!"
Lingni's left hand tightly covered his injured right wrist, blood seeping out from between his fingers, staining his cuffs red.
"Excuse me,"
Ian quickly stepped forward, took the rope from the laboratory and came up to tie Lingni's hands.
"I need to make sure you're not in any danger."
"You've seen the current situation. Although I really want to persuade you to abandon the dark and join the light, it's better for you to escape first."
"Also, given that survival is the top priority, I can't guarantee that I'll get you out."
"After all—I have no obligation to do so."
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