The interior of the car was dark, and the enclosed body of the car was shaking slightly as it moved.
Chen Kong sat leisurely in the back seat, playing with the Colt revolver in his hand. The dark and hard metal surface reflected a subtle cold light under the dim and swaying light, like a sharp glance projected from the darkness, which made people's eyes hurt.
Brother Tang, who was sitting next to him, was as pale as paper, with messy hair sticking to his forehead covered with cold sweat. His hands were still tied tightly, and he looked like a frightened animal. His eyes flickered in suspicion and glanced at him from time to time, and then he quickly turned his eyes away before Shen Kong looked over, as if he was burned by the metal reflection of the unique weapon in his hand. He shrank back and was silent.
Finally, after dodging and looking at Chen Kong several times, he finally mustered up the courage to break the deathly silence in the carriage and said:
"that……"
His voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was trembling slightly, as if he had overcome the huge fear in his heart:
"Mingxuan... that text message, and the time I called you in the garage, they forced me to do that with a gun. No, I didn't mean to do that..."
Brother Tang hurriedly tried to clear himself of the responsibility, fearing that Shen Kong would blame him for his previous betrayal.
Upon hearing this, Shen Kong lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then said lightly:
"I know."
After saying this, he nonchalantly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and continued to play with the Colt in his hand. His facial expression did not change, and his light-colored eyeballs became more and more like inorganic glass beads under the changing light and shadow outside the window.
Brother Tang sat stiffly beside Shen Kong, feeling even more uneasy because of his unpredictable attitude.
After another long period of mental preparation, he mustered up the courage to speak again, stammering as he explained:
"As for the previous one, I asked you to get close to... get close to Han Li. It was all my boss, Han Zizhuo's idea. I didn't agree with him at all, but as a subordinate, I had to follow his orders. I hope you don't mind..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he even couldn't help but use honorifics to address Shen Kong.
Shen Kong frowned impatiently, raised his eyes and glanced at Brother Tang, and asked lightly:
"Aren't we being kidnapped now? Can we still speak?"
His gaze swept coldly over the man in black sitting next to Brother Tang. There was no big emotion in his eyes, but it made the other party tremble all over instantly. He immediately hurriedly picked up the tape that had been prepared long ago and taped Brother Tang's mouth tightly. In order to prevent him from continuing to speak, he even wrapped it a few more times.
Brother Tang: “!!!”
Brother Tang: "Mmm, mmmm, mmmmmm!!!"
His ears became quiet again, and Shen Kong withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, as if he didn't realize that he was more skilled in the business than the others.
This time he was finally able to concentrate on the current situation.
If the plot develops as it should, he would be brought to Han Li as a spy planted by Han Zizhuo next to Han Li. After Han Li learned about the betrayal of his bedmate, the murderous intention of his half-brother, and the cause of his mother's death, he completely cut off his longing for family affection and killed those three people. If you want to stop this plot from happening, the easiest way is naturally to strike first before Han Li takes action. It is simple and crude, but very effective.
——But for some reason, Chen Kong is not very willing to use this method to end the key point of this plot.
If he killed those three people, although he could complete the first main mission, he would be teleported away directly because his identity was exposed, and Han Li, who was still full of hatred and anger, would be left behind. His hatred and anger could not be vented, nor could he get the relief he deserved, and would be sealed in it forever. Although Chen Kong successfully prevented him from killing his own relatives with his own hands, he also, to a certain extent, pushed Han Li completely to destruction.
Perhaps he didn't want his mission to fail, or perhaps it was due to some more complicated, deeper reason...
Shen Kong didn't want this result.
He called out the system in his mind: "Regarding the question I asked before, you said you reported it to the studio headquarters, and then what?"
The system's voice was still dull and mechanical: "The studio has not responded yet."
Shen Kong gently stroked the cold gun barrel, and his fingers were stained with a faint body temperature on the black metal. He was not discouraged and continued to ask:
"Is there any way that I can stay in this time period for a longer period of time even if my identity is exposed?"
The system's cold voice suddenly became alert: "Excuse me, officer, what do you want to do? Why are you asking this question suddenly? Are you planning something bad again?"
Listening to the bombardment of a series of questions in his ears, Shen Kong's lips curled up slightly, slowly revealing a pure smile:
"Oh, why don't you trust me? How could I come up with a bad idea? I am now fully committed to completing the task."
system:"……"
I really believe it.
Shen Kong continued, "This is the first time you have issued a mainline mission to me. It must be because the plot node this time is more important than the others. It even concerns whether the real purpose of sending me here can be achieved. If I fail, all my previous efforts will be wasted. Am I right?"
The system is silent.
Chen Kong continued to ask in a persuasive tone: "I asked you before, there are so many people with positive values and overflowing love, why did you choose me? Although I didn't delve into the inner twists and turns, you know it best. If I really fail this time, it seems that it will not be very easy for you to find a replacement correctional officer, right?"
The system remained silent.
"You are the intelligent assistant assigned to me, right? If I fail, will you bear joint responsibility?"
Shen Kong suddenly changed the subject:
"...Besides, I asked you just now if there was a way, but you haven't answered me yet."
The system still did not respond. Shen Kong waited patiently. Before his patience ran out, the system's mechanical voice finally rang in his ears:
"Yes, there are."
Shen Kong's spirits lifted, and he heard the system continue to say:
"If you complete all the main tasks at this plot point, there are two more key nodes that need to be teleported. When you complete the tasks at those two nodes, you can return to your original world. If the identity of the correction officer is exposed, generally the correction officer will be directly teleported to the next time point. I can extend the transmission time to ten minutes, but you will be directly teleported to the studio for point settlement after ten minutes."
The system explained: "The world line will repair itself. If the target character reenters the original plot due to force majeure during the next two key nodes, the corrector mission will be judged as failed. You will lose all points, and the corrector spirit will lose its possession, which means death."
Chen Kong lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and instantly understood what the system meant.
If he prolonged his stay after his identity was exposed, he would no longer be able to participate in the subsequent plot. If Han Li returned to his original fate after losing his guidance, his mission would fail.
The question now becomes:
Should he exchange the next two mission opportunities for the stay time at this time node?
In other words…
Is he going to take a gamble?
The system seemed to know how difficult this decision was, so it took the lead in breaking the silence: "Correctors can seriously consider the feasibility of this matter. After making a decision, you can call me. This option is valid for a long time."
At this moment, the car body slowly stopped, and the tall iron gate of the Han family mansion appeared in front of them. The sharp spire of the iron gate reflected the dazzling light in the sun. It seemed to be no different from the last time Shen Kong came, but the atmosphere was obviously a little solemn and weird.
I saw several tall men wearing the same black suits as the people in the car standing vigilantly at the door, as if waiting for something. Each of them had a bulge on his waist, which seemed to indicate that he was carrying a weapon.
One of them noticed their vehicle coming towards the driveway, and after greeting the other person, he turned around and ran quickly towards them.
Chen Kong crouched down slightly and placed the muzzle of his gun against the back of the driver's seat. The subtle metallic clanging sound of the safety bolt opening was extremely clear in the silent car, almost giving the listeners chills.
His voice was barely above a whisper. “You know what to do.”
The driver sat up stiffly in the driver's seat and nodded.
The man who ran over frowned impatiently, knocked on the light-proof car window, and scolded in English: "Why are you here so late? Have you found the person?"
The car window slowly rolled down a narrow gap, revealing the driver's eyes. He said simply:
"We caught him. He's in the trunk. The road conditions are just bad right now. Let's get in quickly. We're waiting upstairs."
The man nodded, turned around and waved to the other person, and the door of the house slowly opened.
The window rolled up again.
The vehicle drove along the driveway towards the house, and when it reached a place out of sight of the two men, it slowly stopped.
All the people in the car got out of the car under Shen Kong's coercion.
Shen Kong looked around, then pointed his gun at two people who were not badly beaten, and ordered: "You two, stand up."
The remaining two people looked at him in panic. They had already seen how this seemingly weak and handsome young man could do that when he was unarmed. They did not dare to challenge Shen Kong's patience by running away or calling for help. They could only beg for mercy in a low voice, hoping that Shen Kong would show leniency and not hurt his life.
Chen Kong slowly revealed a gentle smile:
"Of course not."
He paused and said calmly: "You may not believe it, but I am a good person now."
After saying that, Shen Kong raised the butt of his gun and smashed it accurately and fiercely at the back of one of the men's head. With a dull thud, the man fell to the ground.
He shook the heavy metal block in his hand, turned his head to look at the other frightened man, narrowed his eyes slightly, and added softly:
"…So, just passing out is enough."
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