Chapter 643: Schrödinger's fate, the storm is coming.
After a friendly meeting with the [Destiny] 103 team, which was suspected to be the "wild treasure chest", and a brief exchange, Feng Mu did not refuse the "invitation to join the team" extended by the other party, but he did not immediately accept it.
He needs to confirm whether Team 103 is really a "wild treasure chest" before making a final decision.
In addition, he had another concern - even if he joined Team 103, he would not be able to be on call around the clock.
He can play the role of [Mask], but he cannot always be [Mask]. Most of the time he still has to switch back to the big character Feng Mu.
Fortunately, Team 103 was very understanding and did not force him to make an immediate decision.
After the two parties exchanged contact information, Feng Mu used the excuse of going after "Old Huang" and was about to leave first.
"Zheng Hang, who are you looking for? We can help you. To be honest, we are very good at finding people."
The beast interrupted in a rough voice, apparently not noticing the host's stopping look. He patted his thick chest hard, making a dull thud, and was very enthusiastic.
The emcee had no choice but to nod and pointed at Wu Shou, who had been trying to reduce his presence, and introduced:
"That's right. Our team has a humanoid navigator. As long as you input the correct name and photo, you can find anyone you are looking for within a hundred miles."
Feng Mu's gaze suddenly turned to Wu Shou, and he said meaningfully:
"Are you sure everyone can find it?"
Wu Shou felt uneasy when he saw Feng Mu's gaze, and he lowered his head carefully to avoid his gaze:
"Well... not everyone can be found. If the other party uses false information, or has special items that block detection, then we won't be able to find them."
"Oh, I see."
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes and didn't ask any more questions, but he already understood in his heart.
"I see. This is what this person is used for. It seems that this is how Zuo Bai was found by Team 103."
To be honest, he also wants such a useful navigation system.
Feng Mu politely declined Team 103's request for help in finding the missing person:
"No need, it's just a personal matter, I can handle it myself."
Just kidding, he had finally managed to let "Old Huang" go, but he didn't dare ask Team 103 to help find him.
Feng Mu collected his thoughts, but his expression became more affectionate and apologetic as he said:
"Thank you all again for your generous gifts. I appreciate your kindness, but I'm currently too busy to attend to anything else. Could I temporarily leave my place in your team? I'll come back to pick it up after I finish my chores."
He was humble, gave sufficient reasons, and left a button for the next contact.
The members of Team 103 exchanged a knowing look and did not try to stop them.
Feng Mu said no more, turned around and quickly disappeared into the thick night.
Until Feng Mu's breath completely disappeared from his perception range, the beast scratched his short hair that stood up like steel needles, and his thick eyebrows twisted into knots:
"[Masked] Does this mean you agree? Or don't agree? I'm having trouble wrapping my head around this!"
Red dragonfly licks its red lips:
“He half agreed, but not completely. But he wasn’t in a hurry. In the end, his attitude towards [fate] was very friendly and approachable, not hypocritical.
He said we are all good people [by fate], and I like him."
The MC rolled his eyes speechlessly, wiped the blood off his face with his hands, and said in a deep voice:
“Although there were some misunderstandings during the process, the result was pretty good. After all, we didn’t expect to recruit [Masked] into the team right away.
This person is very suspicious, and trust... takes time to build."
The bald captain hummed, glanced at the two "corpses" on the ground, and sighed:
"At least we have a way to contact you. This is the first step to success. We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's leave first."
That’s all.
Several people left quickly and no one paid any attention to the corpse on the ground.
Sadly, the taxi was wrecked and they had to leave on foot.
Wu Shou looked at the wreckage of his beloved car, which he had written off. He mustered up his courage and asked tentatively:
"Well, my car is broken, can I..."
Before he finished speaking, the host stopped and slowly turned around.
A gentle and decent smile appeared on the bloodstained face again, but there was no warmth in the depths of his eyes:
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Because of our actions, you lost your car. It was indeed negligence on our part. But please rest assured, [Fate] never treats its friends unfairly.
We will definitely compensate you with a brand new car with better performance, and you will be satisfied."
Wu Shou's face instantly fell, revealing a smile uglier than crying: "Thank you... Thank you."
God knows, he really didn't want to claim compensation, that's not what he meant.
He wanted to say that he didn't need compensation, but he didn't dare. He had to ask for it, and he had to show a grateful expression.
Since he wants compensation, he naturally has to continue to follow obediently until he gets the compensation.
Zuo Bai was in a daze the whole time. Even with his logic as a top scientist, he was a little confused about his current situation.
[Fate] sent me to [Mask].
[Mask] took me in and placed me in the care of [Destiny].
So, should I belong to [Mask] or [Fate] now?
Good news, it seems I won’t be slaughtered for the time being?
Bad news, I'm not sure if they plan to fatten me up before killing me?
Zuo Bai felt very cold in his heart, as if his life was still in a Schrödinger's state.
He shook his head vigorously, and then walked silently to the back of the team.
……….
The heavy oak door of the villa is like a gate separating life and death.
At the entrance, the crystal chandelier cast a soft yet slightly cold light, lengthening Li Hanyu's figure.
"Are you gone?"
Her voice was not loud, and she kept it steady, as if she was just asking casually. However, her heart was stirring with undercurrents, filled with tension and anxiety.
The two bodyguards pressed their shoulders against the cold door, holding their breath and listening attentively.
Outside the door, the brief but violent noise seemed to be swallowed up by the night.
After confirming that there was no sound, one of the bodyguards, A, extremely slowly turned the brass knob on the door handle, pushing the heavy door open a crack so narrow that only one eye could peek through.
Between the two villas are carefully planted lush trees, whose dense branches and leaves sway gently in the night breeze.
The swaying shadows of the trees, like a swaying gauze curtain, greatly interfered with his vision.
He couldn't see the specific facial features of the fighters, he could only vaguely make out the outlines of several figures and the colors of their clothes.
Among them, the most eye-catching and recognizable feature is the iconic black robe and black face - the Night's Watch.
And it was precisely because they had seen through the crack in the door that the night watchman was involved in the fight that the bodyguards in the house were so cautious and never stepped out of the door from beginning to end.
On the one hand, the fight in the villa next door has nothing to do with them, so it’s better to have less trouble than more;
On the other hand, nothing good ever comes of being associated with the Night's Watch; once you're involved, you'll be in endless trouble.
It turned out that they were right not to go out.
Because one of the night watchmen was lying motionless on the cold ground, probably dead.
The other night watchman even abandoned the "corpse" of his companion and disappeared without a trace.
Two night watchmen, one dead and one escaped?
What kind of cruel villain is this? He even dares to kill the night watchmen. We can't afford to offend him.
He suppressed the fear in his heart, widened his eyes again, and carefully scanned the entrance of the villa next door and under the street light inch by inch.
Within the field of vision, apart from the two corpses on the ground, there was indeed no other moving figures.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around, faced Li Hanyu, and reported what he had seen:
"Madam should be safe now. Everyone outside has left."
Li Hanyu frowned slightly and said:
"Are you sure everyone's gone?"
The bodyguard glanced outside again and added some details:
"Well, there's no one outside, so there are only two bodies left."
Li Hanyu's voice remained steady, but his speech speed had obviously quickened a bit:
"Did you see who it was?"
The bodyguard recalled the scene he had just peeked at, trying to extract useful information:
"One of the dead was a night watchman. He was wearing black clothes and wearing a black mask. He was right under the streetlight, so I could see him clearly. The other one had no head."
He paused and continued:
"The one who killed him was wearing a white mask, like a [mask]. I couldn't see the rest clearly. Oh, and there was a little reflection on the top of one of their heads, so he must be bald."
"The Night's Watchman is dead... [Masked]... Bald..."
Every word the bodyguard uttered was like a lead block wrapped in ice spikes, stabbing Li Hanyu's heart and making her upset.
A night watchman died at the next door. This is a big deal.
What made Li Hanyu even more frightened was that the person living in the villa next door seemed to be a special envoy from the upper city, and no living person had come out of the villa for a long time.
I don't know if anything happened to the special envoy. Is he safe and sound, or has he also met with an accident? If something happened to the special envoy...
Li Hanyu didn't dare to think any further. He felt a biting chill instantly spreading from the soles of his feet throughout his body and straight to the top of his head.
Her face suddenly turned gloomy and dark, as if the delicate white porcelain was splashed with a layer of gray paint, and even her lips had lost their blood color.
When the special envoy is alive, he may just be a symbolic "mascot" who can be worshipped high and not be paid too much attention to;
But if he died in District 9, his death would be more than just that of a mascot!
Li Hanyu's face was frighteningly cold, and he said in a cold voice:
"Okay, stop looking. Close and lock the door. No one is allowed to go out."
As if bodyguard A had been pardoned, he would immediately carry out the order. No one would be stupid enough to suggest going outside to take a look.
Peeping?
You can play dumb and pretend nothing happened.
Really going out for a walk?
That might just bring disaster upon yourself, and yellow mud might fall into your crotch, which would be shit anyway.
After all, the real world is often very magical and makes no sense at all.
Li Hanyu took a deep breath, suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and ordered:
"Immediately! Inform the council members and President Lu of everything that happened outside!"
The bodyguards on both sides nodded slightly almost at the same time. In fact, there was no need for Li Hanyu to give any orders. As early as the first time the bodyguards confirmed through the crack in the door that the night watchmen were involved in the battle, they had already reported the situation here.
Judging from the time, President Lu and Councillor Wang’s car are probably on their way at full speed.
Li Hanyu was well aware of this. The bodyguards sent by both sides were ostensibly there to protect them, but in reality they were monitoring and restraining each other.
She asked them to notify them again "officially" just as a necessary formality to show that she had "nothing to hide."
After giving instructions to the bodyguard, Li Hanyu turned around and walked towards the bedroom with seemingly calm steps, but in fact, her heart was already in a mess.
Theoretically, the battle outside the door has nothing to do with her, but it is hard to say whether it will affect her next plan.
The main thing was that her original plan was to have her son miraculously wake up later under the witness of the congressman and President Lu.
Qian Huan was already awake at this moment. The mother and son had even rehearsed their "lines" and the subsequent "performance".
To ensure everything went smoothly, she even gave her son another injection of anesthetic, putting him back into a "coma" and waiting for the two key audiences to arrive.
But if we continue to do this now...
Li Hanyu couldn't guarantee that someone with ulterior motives would not forcibly link Qian Huan's miraculous awakening to the battle at the door.
The sudden fight at the door was definitely a variable beyond Li Hanyu's plan.
Maybe it won't hurt her at all in the end, because in fact it has nothing to do with her, but it may also shatter her plans.
Because, they are right next door, too close both in space and time. Needless to say, Li Hanyu has something to hide.
"One of them is bald, so he must be..."
She was by no means stupid. She suddenly recalled that earlier, when she went to the next door to "pick up" Zuo Bai, wasn't there a shiny bald man among the group of people she ran into?
“Damn it!”
Li Hanyu secretly groaned in her heart. She originally thought that her plan was flawless, but now she saw a storm was coming. She was so close to the eye of the storm. Could some things still be covered up?
It’s not a big deal if she can’t cover it up, she can find a way to remedy it.
After all, Qian Huan has already woken up, which is a fait accompli. President Lu and Councillor Wang are both smart people, so they may be able to guess something.
As long as she handles the follow-up properly, she might be able to make them "compromise" in the face of the fait accompli.
Creatures that put profit above all else will not be blinded by anger.
However, the current situation is more than a hundred times worse!
A night watchman died at the door, and the special envoy's life or death was unknown. Li Hanyu couldn't imagine how big the next storm would be.
The Night Watch will definitely take revenge. In order to calm the anger of the Upper City, the District Nine Executive will definitely investigate everything that happened in the Emerald Garden tonight.
In this storm, there will inevitably be people who will take advantage of the opportunity to stir up trouble and turn the "investigation" into a sharp weapon to eliminate dissidents.
There is no need to think about this, it is the basic operation of political struggle.
Throughout the history, after a storm, 90% of those who were crushed to pieces cried out that they were wronged.
And out of these 90%, at least 80%... are truly unfair.
In comparison, Li Hanyu's situation was better. He didn't even need to be framed. All he needed was someone to find out that Zuo Bai and Baldy were in cahoots, and that Zuo Bai had been to her place tonight.
(End of this chapter)
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