Chapter 21
Lewis's reaction was quick enough, but he was still a step too late.
The man pointed his gun at Jiang Yun without hesitation.
The bullet whizzed past, and in Lewis's horrified eyes, it just brushed past Jiang Yun's cloak, and hit the glass bottle next to Jiang Yun with a bang.
The wine bottle exploded instantly, and the wine mixed with countless tiny fragments spread across the table, inevitably staining the cuffs of Jiang Yun's suit.
However, Jiang Yun's expression remained unchanged, as if he had anticipated this assassination.
He didn't look at the man who had attacked him, nor at the bullet wedged into the wooden table.
Jiang Yun's gaze fell on his cuffs that were wet with mead, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Damn, this gun is too hard to use." The man rubbed his wrist and cursed inwardly: "I should have used that deck of cards earlier."
Before Lewis could breathe a sigh of relief, the man raised the gun towards Jiang Yun again, smiled slightly and said, “But, it should be better with more practice, right?”
"Foreign Minister Jiang, be careful!"
Lewis's body reacted before his mind.
He stood up suddenly and kicked over the wooden table beside him. The man fired several shots, and the bullets hit the wooden table, leaving a dense patch of bullet holes.
The wooden table that collapsed to the ground officially marked the beginning of the assassination in the tavern.
"Request for support, request for support!" Lewis protected Jiang Yun behind him and shouted into the headset, "Everyone come and protect Foreign Minister Jiang!"
Before Lewis asked for help, the Olin soldiers hiding in the dark had already rushed into the tavern and surrounded the man in an instant.
The man was in a situation where he was outnumbered, but he didn't show any panic at all.
He glanced at the wooden wine barrel standing in the corner and decisively turned the gun around.
--Bang!
The wine poured out like a waterfall, and the man picked up the oil lamp next to him and threw it over.
The oil lamp ignited the wine, and the sudden burst of flames forced back the Olin soldiers who were trying to rush forward.
Lewis instinctively raised his hand to protect his eyes, but the man came behind him without knowing when and disarmed him cleanly with his backhand.
Lewis: “!!!”
"This one should be better, right?" The man blew into Lewis's gun and pulled the trigger again in Jiang Yun's direction: "Give it a try."
At the critical moment, a piece of alloy armor plate blocked Jiang Yun in time.
Jiang Yun was protected in a relatively safe area by the Olin military, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Is this the mercenary that Polit hired to kill him?
He has good skills and reflexes, and with five more years of practice, he might be able to catch up with her late husband.
Pollitt's money was well spent.
But why was the man alone? Where were his companions?
No matter how stupid Paul was, he wouldn't send only one person to kill him.
Jiang Yun didn't have time to think about it, the tavern had already become a mess.
“Ah ...
The tavern owner swooped behind the counter, and the patrons screamed and ran around the crowded, narrow tavern, knocking over tables and chairs, knocking over oil lamps, and quickly causing one small fire after another.
This was undoubtedly the most chaotic moment.
If you don't leave now, when will you leave?
Lewis's weapon was taken away by the man, and he had to temporarily retreat from the front. At this time, he did not forget to comfort Jiang Yun: "Foreign Minister Jiang, please rest assured, we will definitely ensure your safety, you just stay behind me."
No one responded.
“Foreign Minister Jiang?” Lewis turned his head left and right, but he couldn’t see the figure who was the focus wherever he went: “Foreign Minister Jiang?!”
A chill rose from the soles of Lewis' feet.
——Jiang Yun is missing.
In this primitive and backward shantytown, there is no Sky Eye and no surveillance, and the Olin soldiers who are responsible for keeping an eye on Jiang Yun are all attracted by the assassination in the tavern.
No one knows where Jiang Yun went.
At this moment, Olinfang completely lost the right to monitor Jiang Yun.
——
The night grew darker and the snow fell heavier.
Away from the center of the shantytown, there are almost no people on the streets, no human footprints in the snow, and only sporadic lights indicate that there are very few people in this area.
This may not even be considered a street, but just a narrow alley between the sheds, winding and narrow, with no bottom in sight.
Jiang Yun walked alone in the alley, his breath turning into white mist and dissipating silently into the snowy night.
He has been gone for a long time.
The black cloak that fell to the ground had almost turned white. The melted snow moistened the long eyelashes, casting a hazy mist over the dark eyes.
Jiang Yun couldn't help but stop again and look back.
Still empty.
There was nothing there except the endless footprints he left in the snow.
Jiang Yun turned around, hid his almost frozen hands in his cloak, and lowered his eyes silently.
He was a little confused.
He had clearly driven away all the Orin people who were monitoring him, but why hadn't Colonel Lu come to find him yet?
Is there something he hasn't done well?
Did he not wait long enough, or walk far enough?
Why hasn't Colonel Lu come yet?
Jiang Yun slowly took a deep breath and was about to move forward when his communicator suddenly lit up.
Confidential business: S-level
Source: Agatha May, Director of Intelligence
After Jiang Yun entered the secret key, a series of information appeared in front of him.
Good evening, Foreign Minister Jiang.
[I learned from the military that you, my beautiful self, are being hunted by a group of mercenaries on the Ice Wasteland Planet.]
[Through the efforts of our honest and lovely intelligence personnel, we have confirmed the identities of these mercenaries.]
[The following is the profile of the mercenaries who landed on Ice Wasteland Planet. I hope it can be helpful to you.]
Agatha sent the files of eight mercenaries in total.
Jiang Yun glanced through it briefly, but before he had time to take a closer look, Agatha sent a few more messages.
[Also, the Intelligence Bureau has contacted the missing puppet.]
[The puppet claims responsibility for Wycliffe's death]
[Yes, the puppet is the sniper who shot Wycliffe in the head]
[Unexpected, right? Honestly, I'm quite surprised too. When did that guy's shooting skills become so good?]
The fingertips trembled violently.
The communicator drew a cold straight line in the air, and the jumping and flickering light was like a falling meteor, silently sinking into the snow.
Jiang Yun froze in place, and suddenly felt like laughing.
He...what is he doing?
Why can't he learn his lesson?
After so many years, he still hasn't learned to accept reality.
Just because I had him for two months, just because I had a sweet honeymoon dream with him for two months.
He was still the same as he was in the first year, the second year, the third year... the sixteenth year after he was lost.
He is still dreaming.
Seventeen years, it’s already been seventeen years.
When will he stop clinging to that illusory thing that only has a one percent chance?
How could he accept the fact of losing him?
Perhaps Morris is right.
He had completely lost his mind regarding Colonel Lu.
He didn't know Colonel Lu well enough.
His intuition, his heartbeat were of no use at all.
In the end, Colonel Lu was still... unwilling to let him win.
Jiang Yun raised his right hand expressionlessly, grasped his trembling left wrist, bent down and picked up his communicator from the snow.
He found Morris's name and typed three words in the message box:
——I lost.
His fingertips hovered above the send button, but refused to let it go.
But...but he still couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.
How could Colonel Lu let him lose?
That was the Alpha he chose—the most dazzling Colonel Lu.
How could Colonel Lu bear to let him lose?
Realizing that he hadn't given up yet, Jiang Yun chuckled to himself.
How stubborn are you, Jiang Yun?
Do you intend to remain stubborn like this for the rest of your life?
Jiang Yun let out a resigned sigh, silently deleted the three words, and switched the interface back to the mercenary's file.
It can be seen that Pollitt really spent a lot of money to avenge his son.
There are eight mercenaries, both male and female, Alpha and Beta, and each of them has an unusually "wonderful" resume.
Massacres of civilians, urban pollution, child trafficking... any one of these atrocities would be punishable by death in the Alliance.
After reading the files of the eight mercenaries, Jiang Yun quickly realized that something was wrong - the man who assassinated him in the tavern was not any of these eight people.
Not only do their faces not match, but their figures are also very different.
Even if appearance can be disguised, how can we explain the huge difference in body shape?
But if the man just now was not one of the mercenaries, who could he be?
Because of his work, he had made many enemies internationally, so it was understandable if his defeated opponents wanted to take his life.
But now thinking back carefully, the man in the tavern was obviously very powerful, but he didn't really hurt him, and the shots fired at him almost hit him every time.
How could such a coincidence happen?
It would be more accurate to say that the man came to help him create chaos rather than to assassinate him.
Jiang Yun's heart moved, and he touched his pocket for some unknown reason.
I don't know when it started, but there was a note in his suit pocket.
He had never seen the handwriting on the note before, but he was already familiar with the code name.
[Please go to this place, someone is waiting for you——by your most sincere puppet]
[Also, I hope I didn't scare you by firing the gun just now. I'm very sorry, but I had to act out the scene well enough to lure away all the Orin people around you.]
[Finally, my sniping skills are really not that good, all of this is his orders]
Jiang Yun froze in the snow again.
Or rather, he was stunned.
His eyes were wide open, his long eyelashes fixed on his face like butterfly wings, and his stunned expression was exactly the same as when he saw the ugly little cake that Colonel Lu had made for him.
Puppet...The man just now was a puppet.
The puppet said that all this was his order.
The puppet said that someone was waiting for him.
——He is waiting for him.
The sudden rise and fall of emotions in just a few minutes almost overwhelmed Jiang Yun.
His rapid breathing turned into bursts of white mist, his legs became weak as they stiffened, and his violent heartbeat almost jumped out of his chest.
He tried his best to hold on and flipped through the notes in a hurry.
Behind the note was a map with the location marked.
The place where he was now was only half an alley away from the location pointed out by the puppet.
It turned out that if he took a few more steps, he would be able to... be able to...
A beam of light suddenly flowed out from a shed beside the alley, lighting up Jiang Yun's eyes that had long been accustomed to the darkness.
Jiang Yun subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but was surprised to find that the light was not dazzling.
It won't hurt him.
It shone gently, like a dim light by the bed before going to sleep, quietly dividing the dark alley into two.
Half of it was illuminated by the light, leaving the other half to continue to be swallowed by darkness.
For a moment, Jiang Yun vaguely felt that he was back in the bedroom at No. 5 Qianshui Road.
There is the scent of roses, checkered wool carpets, and off-white curtains blowing in the wind.
And... Colonel Lu, who just came back from the military headquarters and is wearing a military uniform.
That's where he feels safest.
With the comfort of the light beam, Jiang Yun, who was on the verge of losing control, finally calmed himself down.
He took the first step calmly and walked towards the darkness.
He didn't walk fast, the soles of his shoes touching the snow slowly and lightly, forming white and soft collapses behind him.
Over the past seventeen years, Jiang Yun has imagined this scene countless times.
Even at Colonel Lu's funeral - even when he wore a black suit for the first time, stood in front of Colonel Lu's portrait and bowed to thank every guest.
He had been fantasizing about this moment.
He always thought he would be like Colonel Lu when he came to pick him up from get out of class.
He thought he would run all the way into Colonel Lu's arms.
He didn't expect that when the day really came, he would walk so slowly.
Maybe it's because I'm afraid of seeing that there is nothing in the darkness.
Or maybe, it's simply because he has grown up.
A bloody corpse stood in front of Jiang Yun, but he was not surprised at all.
The burly middle-aged man died tragically in the snow, his pupils wide open with anger had already dilated; his hands with bulging veins were tightly covering his neck, trying desperately but in vain to pull out the weapon that had stopped his heart.
——The poker card with the King of Hearts.
Jiang Yun stopped and looked down at the face he had just seen in the mercenary file, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.
Yes, if the people in the tavern were puppets, then where was Colonel Lu?
Of course I'm here to deal with these.
What else?
How could Colonel Lu let a real mercenary get close to his wife?
Jiang Yun calmly stepped over the mercenary's body and continued walking towards the darkness.
The second body, the third, the fourth... no more, no less, exactly eight, all killed by the cold weapons of the old era.
Eight vicious, well-equipped mercenaries—annihilated.
Jiang Yun finally stepped over the last mercenary's body. Then, he stopped.
Right in front of him was the dividing point of the light beam.
At first glance, all you can see is an unknown darkness, like a dangerous yet fascinating abyss, deeply tempting every passerby.
Jiang Yun closed his eyes and was about to let himself be engulfed by the darkness when a voice suddenly rang out.
It came from the darkness, through the wind and snow, through the silence - through the past seventeen years, and finally came to his ears.
"Long time no see, Jiang Yun."
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