However, Aiden's predictions didn't materialize. The five men he'd assigned did receive his orders and immediately sprang into action. But before they could remove the vials of parasites from their pockets and open them, they were restrained by Chris and his men. Chris and his men, now at the late stage of Qi Refining, were no match for these ordinary men. They simply placed their hands on their shoulders and restrained them with their spiritual energy, preventing them from even moving a finger.
"Why don't you take action?!" The expected riot did not happen. Aiden's heart sank and he shouted fiercely into the communicator.
But he didn't get any feedback, which made his ominous premonition grow stronger. He finally turned around and hurried towards the lounge where Derek was.
Behind him, the reporter who accidentally captured this scene quickly followed with a camera in hand. Strangely, Aiden seemed not to notice him and had no idea that someone was following him.
President Derek and his son David were anxiously waiting in the lounge to see what would happen next, just waiting for the chaos to begin so that he could enjoy the painful death of the annoying Williams.
So when he heard hurried footsteps and Aiden suddenly opened the door of the lounge and rushed in, the expression on his face was still full of surprise.
"How is it? Was it successful?" Derek asked anxiously.
"Something's wrong. I've already given the order to take action, but there's no response from outside. I suspect we've been exposed." Aiden said with a serious expression.
"How is this possible?!" Derek said in shock. "How could we be exposed? There's no way they could know anything about us!"
"But there's no movement outside!" Aiden frowned. "Something's definitely wrong. I don't think the plan should continue. We should leave first to avoid any further complications."
"What?!" Derek couldn't stand it anymore. He roared angrily, "Tell me how many times has this happened? Every carefully laid plan has failed! Didn't you say this time that everything would be foolproof? Why are you telling me it's a failure at the last minute?!"
"We've planned so much for today, how could we just give up like that?" David sneered and pulled out a small bottle from his pocket. It was exactly the same as the one the five people they had deliberately arranged to carry outside were carrying. "Uncle Aiden, since you're unwilling to do it, I'll do it myself."
He'd already been vaccinated, so he just needed to find a crowded place where he could quietly open the bottle without attracting anyone's attention. He'd prepared this specifically because Aiden's operations had failed so many times, and he felt that either Aiden himself or his subordinates had a problem. Sure enough, this time, at the last minute, something went wrong.
"Hmph! Whatever you say!" Aiden's face was as gloomy as water. As smart as he was, how could he not guess the reason why David made other preparations? It was nothing more than to guard against him! This father and son really are equally suspicious and petty!
But they didn't know that in the corner of the lounge, there was a miniature camera that was broadcasting their conversation live.
The miniature camera was placed by the accompanying reporter. He was no fool. Based on the footage he had just accidentally captured, his headline-grabbing instincts made him realize he had witnessed something significant. However, since Aiden had entered the Führer's lounge, it was impossible for him to follow him in. He desperately wanted to eavesdrop on their conversation, so he took out a miniature camera, slipped it under the door, and then remotely moved it under a cabinet. From that position, the miniature camera could clearly capture the three people across from him and their conversation, though the image quality wasn't as sharp as a normal camera.
The people watching the livestream on Star Network were completely bewildered, confused as to what was happening. Initially, many thought it was a prank, but the more they watched, the more they found it odd. They had thought the gentle and modest Führer could be so distorted and out of control. They had thought the upright General Eden was so calculating, and the elegant Captain David was so ruthless.
They seemed to smell a conspiracy...
What's going on? Is this a joke? It has to be a joke, right?
I don't think so... It seems like the Führer and General Eden are planning some drastic action...
[That bottle...something feels a bit weird!]
[Weird +1]
【Creepy! 】
【It’s terrifying when you think about it! 】
He's gone! He's gone! He's going to take action!
David came out of the room, and the reporters hiding in the corner quickly followed him with their cameras. David also didn't notice that someone was following him, and walked straight to the dinner venue.
The venue was filled with jubilation as everyone was happily chatting and enjoying the delicious food, unaware that a carefully planned conspiracy was brewing.
David quietly blended into the crowd, found the location of General Williams, approached little by little, then reached into his pocket, took out the bottle, and when he was about to open it, someone suddenly held his shoulder.
David only felt that a powerful force bound his body, making him unable to move even a finger.
"Captain David Bridges, what's in this bottle of yours?" Hall's handsome face suddenly came in front of him, and his sharp gaze pierced him, causing David's heart to suddenly contract.
"No, nothing..." David squeezed out a few words from his throat with a pale face.
"Oh?" Hall curled his lips and sneered, "Then why is the bottle in your hand exactly the same as the bottles on the five spies I just captured?"
"I, I..." David couldn't answer at all. He never thought that Hall actually knew about it. He also caught the five people they arranged and even took away the bottle!
Could those five people have already confessed? But the person who arranged those five people was Aiden Gladstone. He and his father had never personally handled this matter from beginning to end...
He hardened his heart and decided to put the blame on Aiden first, "I don't know what this is. General Aiden gave it to me!"
"Oh? But that's not what you said just now." Hall activated the light brain projection function and rewound the live broadcast channel to five minutes ago. He then replayed the conversation between Aiden, Derek, and David in the lounge. Derek's uncontrolled roar, Aiden's gloomy face, and David's malicious sneer were all clearly visible to everyone present. More importantly, David had taken the bottle out of his pocket himself; Aiden didn't give it to him.
The entire venue fell silent, and everyone's attention was focused on him.
There were actually reporters filming us?! How is that possible?
David stared at the live feed in shock. He turned around, trying to find the reporter filming them. However, the noise between him and Hall had already attracted a crowd of reporters, all with cameras. He had no idea who was filming them! That person must have been arranged by Williams and his team. Otherwise, how could an ordinary reporter have followed them for so long without alerting him and Aiden?
His guess wasn't wrong...
The smart and brave reporter who was following the camera just now has disappeared, and in his place is Auckland, who is mixed in the crowd. He is holding a camera in his hand and broadcasting the current scene live on Star Network.
Sleight of hand and invisibility are really useful, aren't they?
A note from the author: Sorry everyone for not updating yesterday. QAQ I went to the hospital for surgery to remove that sideways wisdom tooth. The surgery cut through the gum and a little flesh on my cheek, leaving a huge bloody hole on the lower left edge of my gum near my cheek. I needed six stitches. My cheek is now swollen like a big lump. I can't even close my mouth. It feels like I'm holding a walnut. After the anesthetic wore off, all I'm left with is pain. It's so painful that my head feels like it's exploding. I'm relying on painkillers and anti-inflammatories to survive. I had a fever last night and went to the hospital for a fever-reducing shot. It's gone now. I hope I can recover soon... Oh, wisdom tooth extraction is so painful. QAQ My body feels hollowed out... I can't eat anything. Since yesterday's extraction, I've only been drinking water. I can only drink water, otherwise food getting into the bloody hole could cause infection. I'm starving. I'll probably only be able to survive on Pulse and Wanglaoji for the next two days...
In addition, there are only one or two chapters left to finish the main text, but there are still some extra chapters to be written~~ Don't worry~~
【Small Theater on Stupid Street】
Aiden: Do it!
Big Tiger: Here! Your lunch box!
Aiden: Why are you giving me a box lunch?! I don’t want it!
Big Tiger: Tsk, how greedy! I'll just give you a chicken drumstick!
Aiden: No! What do you mean?! Where's the parasite? Go get it! Kill that big cat in front!
Big Tiger: Tsk, stupid! Your part is over! Are you still trying to get more screen time if you still don't get your lunch?! Shame on you!
Lanlan: Parasites and such no longer exist! You will soon cease to exist too! (＾＿＾)
Aiden: Is this the legendary last meal before execution? Just a box lunch, you guys are so stingy!
Hall: Just having a chicken drumstick is already good enough for you, what else do you want? Come and get it! Next up is my wife and I loving each other!
【Xin'er's Little Theater】
Reporter: What happened? Why did you do that?
People watching the live broadcast: What's going on? Is it really cold here? Are your hands frozen? However, that expression doesn't look like his hands are frozen.
Hall: It seems to be starting. I saw that guy's hateful face.
Lanlan: Speak up, what a hateful face, that is a treacherous face. Bah! Off topic, get ready, it's time to start.
The nervous crowd: Got it.
The reporter behind Lanlan Hall: What the hell is going on?
【Xinxinmao's Small Theater】
Field staff: Fresh lunch boxes, come and get them
Aiden: I want one! With chicken drumstick! The staff: No chicken drumstick, only pickled cabbage.
Aiden: You obviously have it, and the author also told me to give me a chicken drumstick!
The staff: If you want it, you can get it. Don't forget to pull it. Don't just have white rice.
Aiden: I'm going to file a complaint against you!!
Field staff: I am a field staff of Big Cat Group, and the above requirements are as follows
Big Cat: Go get it now, or we won’t even give you rice, just an empty lunch box, go beg for food
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