Chapter 191 Four Men in a Demolition Team
A few minutes later, the doorbell for A08 rang.
As soon as the door opened, Su Qianqian's delicate face was revealed.
"Shuyin!" She hugged her friend as soon as she saw her. "I missed you so much. Just thinking about how you missed the vacation trip and then the Alliance was attacked made my heart pound with fear."
"I'm fine, look at me, I'm perfectly fine." Ning Shuyin pulled her to sit down on the sofa.
A robot waiter served drinks and refreshments to the room.
Su Qianqian sniffed and carefully examined Ning Shuyin, only feeling relieved after confirming that she was truly unharmed.
“This room is really nice,” Su Qianqian said, looking out at the sea of clouds and swimming pool. “I remember the Ao family arranged townhouses in Section B for their guests. They said all the rooms in Section A were booked by important people, and you actually got a room in Section A?”
Ning Shuyin shrugged helplessly: "The front desk reservation system seems to be malfunctioning. The front desk assigned me a room according to the emergency plan."
That's the truth.
She simply omitted the fact that Caesar had changed her room.
"Well, it's good that you live in Area A. That way, if Area B gets into trouble, it won't disturb your sleep. Hehehe." Su Qianqian said with a mischievous grin.
"Has Professor Gu Lei arrived yet?" Ning Shuyin asked.
When her beloved was mentioned, Su Qianqian's eyes softened. She raised her hand and tapped the personal terminal: "Activate the sound barrier. Professor, you can come out now."
A holographic projection lit up in the center of the living room.
Gu Lei's figure appeared.
He was still wearing his scholar's white robe, accompanied by a luggage robot. He traveled like an ordinary, poor scholar.
The background noise is an interstellar public transportation announcement: "G777, the jump ship bound for the vacation planet, is about to board..."
"I am currently at the transfer point and will arrive at the Resort Star Airport in about two hours."
Seeing his down-to-earth way of traveling, Ning Shuyin didn't know what to say—this was probably the peculiar hobby of some people with a God's-eye view, secretly observing the world while mingling in the crowd.
"Alright, everyone's here. Let's double-check the operation procedures." Su Qianqian pointed to the light screen in front of her, which was filled with various plan details.
In the very center of the image is a simple men's ring.
"This is the engagement ring prepared by the Ao family. My brother has secretly modified it. It contains a miniature holographic projector and a signal transmitter."
“I will press a switch during the ring exchange. I will then publicly reveal the evidence that the Ao family used shell companies to launder money.”
Su Qianqian clenched her small fist: "I want to divorce him on the spot! And I want him to receive a summons from the Alliance Investigation Bureau."
She turned to look at the holographic projection: "Professor, this part of the support depends on you."
Gu Lei said seriously, "I've already used my savings to rent a high-speed flying vehicle specifically for use outside the boundary. I'll wait outside the banquet hall's terrace. As soon as the signal goes off, I'll go in to pick up Qianqian."
“Perfect.” Ning Shuyin couldn’t help but snap her fingers like those men. “Once the evidence is exposed, the Ao family will be too busy to take care of themselves. This will be the perfect opportunity for you to elope.”
Ning Shuyin pointed to the map outside the hotel: "The girls on the Opera have already disguised themselves as waitresses and infiltrated the tarmac. If the Ao family still has the energy to chase you, I will make sure they encounter air traffic control during takeoff and have to wait in line for at least an hour, giving you more time."
"Yes, thank you for your cooperation, Miss Ning," Gu Lei said with a smile. "After we leave, Qianqian and I plan to go to Bathing Planet for a few days. We'll bring you a gift when we come back."
When the topic of Bathing Star came up, Su Qianqian blushed.
Ning Shuyin let out a soft "Eh—" in her mind, a drawn-out sound that seemed to have a dozen twists and turns.
"The plan is flawless," Su Qianqian said happily.
Ning Shuyin reached out her hand, and Su Qianqian immediately covered it. Gu Lei's projection also reached out, lightly covering the backs of their hands.
All three of them looked confident.
——
night.
The banquet hall of the Royal Grand Hotel was resplendent with gold. Crystal chandeliers shaped like hanging floral branches reflected dazzling light.
On the stage, Olma wore a white groom's suit with the Olma family crest of a dragon embroidered on his chest.
He was beaming, holding his wine glass triumphantly, waiting for the moment when he would announce that he had taken Su Qianqian as his own.
The woman opposite him, Su Qianqian, possessed a sharp, striking beauty. Her pink hair was styled in a bun on top of her head, without a single stray strand, and she wore a pure white stand-up collar dress, making her resemble a heroic warrior.
In the back row of the audience, Ning Shuyin held a wine glass. All the disguised waiters from her opera ship were already in place.
Time jumps.
【19:58】
There's only one minute left before it's time to exchange rings.
...
The banquet hall's ventilation ducts were narrow and dimly lit.
Lorraine hid behind the dustproof netting. Her soft, silver hair occasionally obscured half of her eyelids.
Through the gaps in the grille, he coldly watched the smug Olma below.
Between his slender fingers was a transparent glass tube—his specially made neurotoxin, effective only against the O family genes.
Lorraine's eyes were cold.
He wasn't keen on helping that pedantic scholar, Gu Lei. He was here today to help Ning Shuyin.
"Consider it paying off a debt to her," Loran reasoned perfectly.
He knew he wasn't the only one here tonight.
Based on his understanding of those men, Zhou Zhiheng, this profit-driven businessman, was most likely hiding in some high-class private room.
Situ Linchen is definitely lurking in the shadows.
As for that carefree pirate leader, he could have easily razed the hotel to the ground, but he would probably have chosen a more unruly method, such as sneaking around by hanging from a chandelier.
Those three people also disliked Gu Lei.
Therefore, they will definitely not show their faces.
“Compared to their brute force methods, biological sanctions are far more elegant.” Loran gently unscrewed the sealed cap of the glass tube.
As soon as this gas blows down the ventilation system, ten seconds later, Olma will perform a spectacular act of "facial twitching, hand and foot dancing, and sphincter muscle loss" in front of all the VIPs.
Thinking of this, Loran covered her nose.
...
19:59.
On stage, Su Qianqian timed it perfectly.
Now!
She took the ring from the emcee's hand and pressed the mechanism on the inside of the ring without hesitation.
But she wasn't the only one in the banquet hall calculating the time.
At the same time, Zhou Zhiheng, who was sitting calmly in a private VIP box in the banquet hall, elegantly pressed the [Execute] button on his personal computer.
He was confident that within five seconds, Olma's personal computer would be bombarded by the interstellar debt collection company until it crashed.
To this end, he specifically blocked all signal channels in the venue except those of the debt collection company, in order to prevent any commercial advertisements from suddenly popping up and interfering with the perfection of his plan.
Deep in the second-floor corridor, Situ Linchen's gaze was icy. Almost simultaneously, he issued an investigation order to conduct a military investigation into Olma.
To prevent the Obamas from seeking help from other members of parliament, he also imposed the highest level of military "civilian communication frequency blockade" on the site.
The real world was quiet as the trumpet of the wedding march began to play its first note.
Behind the scenes of the network, unseen by most, several different commands collided on the communication frequency band.
On stage.
Su Qianqian pressed the switch, and the holographic projection that was expected to shoot out did not appear, as the image of money laundering evidence covering Olma's face did not materialize.
Su Qianqian: "?"
She pressed it again in disbelief.
No response.
I pressed it twice more, but there was still no response.
"Qianqian, what's wrong? Are you nervous about marrying me? Put the ring on my finger." Olma extended his hand to her with a charming smile.
Inside the private room, Zhou Zhiheng frowned, staring at the progress bar that kept spinning on his personal terminal: "What's going on? Why hasn't the Ao family gone bankrupt yet?"
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