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Chapter 185 Guns, Assassinations, Detectives and the Street

 The cheers and people's excited chatting almost gave Shade, who was in this scene but unable to participate in it, an earache.

Shade looked serious and stared ahead. He found an opportunity and squeezed the crowd back, preparing to make space by jogging a few steps and then accelerating to jump and sprint across the street before the convoy arrived.

A middle-aged man further away from the convoy, about ten people away from Shade, slowly took his right hand out of the inner pocket of his coat in the confusion and joy.

His eyes were fixed on Queen Diana in the approaching motorcade, staring closely without looking to the side at all.

Miss Bayas and her team members were at the entrance of the station, surrounded by thirteen-ring warlocks who had come from afar. She had very good eyesight, and she suddenly spotted the taller Shade among the crowd in the distance, with a smile on her face.

I'm thinking about saying hello.

Dr. Schneider, a blue-eyed doctor who was watching the fun with friends from the psychological clinic at the corner of the street, also saw Shade. He smiled and shook his head and sighed. Unexpectedly, the detective also liked to join in the fun, so he opened his mouth to say hello.

Miss Carina, who was sitting next to Queen Diana in the carriage, saw Shade on the roadside. The red-haired duchess did not want to say hello to him.

On the other side of the street, Captain Rades's muscles were tense and he was busy rushing towards the fat woman, and did not notice Shade.

Mr. Anlos, the director of MI6 in the crowd, noticed Shade at close range, but because they had only met once, they hesitated before confirming that it was him. They didn't know what the young detective was trying to do with his strange posture at this moment.

While the police officer in front of him looked to the left at the approaching motorcade, Shade jogged two steps forward.

The middle-aged man looked at Queen Diana's face in the car window and slowly pulled his right hand out of his inner pocket.

The crowd cheered even more enthusiastically, and the band waiting at the station door played music, making the scene even more lively and chaotic.

Shade frowned and pushed away the policeman in front of him, then rushed forward with both legs to cross the wall.

A middle-aged man dozens of people away suddenly pulled something out of his pocket with his right hand.

Shade jumped up beside the policeman.

The middle-aged man drew a pistol from under his coat.

Shade lifted his feet off the ground and into the air, rushing forward very quickly.

The gunman cannot hesitate, raise his hand forward and pull the trigger.

The moment after he moved his fingers, he saw an additional person between the muzzle of the gun and the car window.

"Um?"

"Um?"

Bang!

"ah!"

A huge sound seemed to explode in his ears. Shade, who jumped into the air, was unprepared. With the huge momentum, his whole body slid in the air towards the direction of the carriage. He was accurately hit in the gunfire, and then

He clutched his chest and fell to the ground, rolling twice with his head facing up and motionless.

Screams, echoes of gunshots, shouts, curses, horses' neighing... these became increasingly faint in Shade's ears as he lay on the ground.

He lay on the ground and looked past the clothes that were flashing around him, looking at the mist in the sky and the dazzling sunlight passing through the mist. The sunlight shone on his face, his bloodless face.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. He didn't know what happened just now. He only knew that he was accurately shot in the left chest.

"That's bad luck..."

The sound of footsteps spread chaotically in his ears, shoes stepped on the ground, skirts brushed against his legs, and more incomprehensible sounds were mixed together, but these were not important anymore. The cold earth was beneath him and above him.

It's a gloomy and depressing sky.

"Shad!"

"detective!"

"Hamilton!"

"Detective Hamilton!"

"you......"

The crowd was moving away from him. In a daze, he saw Miss Carina in the carriage through the gap in the crowd, saw Captain Rades knocking down the fat woman, saw Miss Bayas coming over to see what happened, and saw

Dr. Schneider stood on tiptoes behind the crowd with a panicked look on his face, and saw Mr. Anlos frantically trying to catch the man who fired the gun.

But the two were too far apart, and Mr. Anlos could not cross the crowd immediately.

The middle-aged man who fired the gun looked at the young man lying on the ground, smiled bitterly as if mocking himself, and pointed the pistol at his head.

Bang~

Shade looked away and lay there looking at the hazy gray sky. The scenes after coming to this world passed before his eyes. His expression became calm...

Then he heard laughter in his ears, which was definitely a mocking sound.

"That's not right. What I threw was just a 9. How could someone beat him to death and expose his body on the street?"

In the surprised eyes of Miss Carina, Captain Rades, Miss Bayas, Dr. Schneider, Mr. Anlos, the onlookers, the police who maintained order, the royal guards, and Queen Diana who was under emergency protection, Shade

He sat up neatly, holding on to the ground.

He patted the dirt on his clothes and looked at his body:

"Why doesn't my chest hurt anymore?"

Muttering to himself, he touched his left chest under the gaze of everyone nearby. The special pistol and bullets were indeed very powerful. He touched the chest pocket of his shirt, froze for a moment, and took out the thing.

The round, delicate, small, cold, silver material reflects the sunlight that penetrates the clouds and dense fog at this moment.

The bullet was set in the center of the "Church of the Dawn 1053 Feast of Holy Prayer Commemorative Coin" with incomparable precision. The silver coin was dented, but the notched ring on the Holy Emblem held the bullet tightly.

"Oh~"

He scratched his head, wanting to laugh inexplicably, and stood up and looked at everyone around him.

There were still shouts and noisy sounds in the distance, and police whistles echoed under the sky. The police were blocking nearby streets, and plainclothes police on standby and more royal guards were pouring over.

But at least the people around the royal carriage, the royal guards, the police at Rydwich Field, the citizens of Tobesk and friends of Shad's acquaintance, all looked at the silver coins in Shad's hand.

The sun shone on Shade from above. He was holding the silver coin, and the body of the suicide fell in front of him. At this moment, he actually felt that this matter was full of comedy.

Look up at the sky, then look at the people around you:

"Bad luck led to me being shot in the street, but because I didn't ask for much, the bad luck wasn't too bad, and I happened to not die... Fate is fair, and the manipulator will not die well... Ha~I

I understand~"

She chuckled in his ear.

He lowered his head and looked at the silver coins in his hand:

"I don't dare to manipulate fate anymore."

He was thinking.

"I want to donate more money to Dawn Church."

As he spoke, he quietly blinked at Miss Bayas and Dr. Schneider to indicate that he was fine. Then, amidst the exclamations of people, he clutched his chest and fell to the ground with a painful expression, moaning:

"Oh, I suffered internal injuries. The impact of the bullet was too..."

Shade was unconscious next to the suicide corpse. When his head fell to the ground, it happened to hit the soft corpse, so he was not hurt.

Of course, the coma was fake.

Gun smoke rose into the sky, far away from the noisy and chaotic streets. Although Tobesk was still shrouded in gray mist today, it was particularly lively.


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