Lean quickly stepped back, and the lighter in his hand fell to the ground in the confusion.
"Snapped."
In the dark room, the lights suddenly turned on, and the closed door suddenly opened, and several heavily armed soldiers rushed in. They all held machine guns and aimed at Lien.
A man with an enchanting appearance was leaning on the bedside. He looked at the masked man in front of him with determination, a trace of pride flashed through his narrow eyes, "I finally caught you."
His golden eyes sunk hard, and Lien froze on the spot, not moving.
"Are you surprised? The person lying on the bed should be the Prime Minister, but why did the person suddenly change? And, that person was still me? I broke into the Prime Minister's Office in the middle of the night and wanted to assassinate the Prime Minister. If I hadn't discovered it in time, the Prime Minister might have been arrested.
You were killed." The man walked down from the bed gracefully, walking enchantingly like a goblin in the dark night, and came to Lien.
The soldier on the side said, "Who are you? Who sent you to assassinate the Prime Minister?"
Looking straight at Zoro, Lien's handsome face fell into a straight line. In order to prevent the other party from discovering his identity, he never said a word.
"Why don't you speak? Are you being told right by me, or are you afraid that we will recognize you as soon as you open your mouth?" Solo supported his chin with his slender arms, smiling particularly slyly, "Then, let us guess, what are you doing?
who is it."
"Mr. Solo, there's no need to guess. Can't we just tear off the cloth covering his face?"
Solo raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, it won't be fun if you tear it off." Staring at those familiar golden eyes, his red lips raised a smile, "If you cover your face, it means I must know you."
.And you are familiar with the Prime Minister's Office, which means you must have been here, and more than once, I guess..."
"It's on fire! It's on fire!"
Outside the bedroom, there was suddenly a shout.
Outside the window, fire was everywhere, and thick gray smoke continued to seep into the room along the window, and the smell was choking.
"Damn it!" Zoro's face changed slightly, and he said to several soldiers, "Why are you still standing there? Go put out the fire!"
"But," several people looked at Lien, a little confused, "here..."
"Let me do it," a low voice rose, and White walked in steadily, "Mr. Solo and I will handle it here."
"Yes, Admiral!"
The soldiers walked out of the bedroom, leaving the three of them to confront each other.
The light gray eyes narrowed slightly, and White folded his arms, "Okay, no need to pretend, I know who you are, and it is impossible for you to return to Siyol except under that person's order. Am I right?
Lieutenant Colonel Lane?"
"You imprisoned the Prime Minister, intending to usurp the throne, and play with the life and death of Valencia in the palm of your hand. No matter who I am, today, I must take away the Prime Minister," a muffled voice came from behind the black cloth, and Lien was very calm.
road.
Solo raised a cold eyebrow, "Imprisoning the Prime Minister with the intention of usurping the throne? Who said this?"
"Isn't it?"
"So what if it is, so what if it is not? You broke into the Prime Minister's Office at night with the intention of assassinating the Prime Minister. The evidence is conclusive. We can kill you on the spot immediately. If you want to live, then tell us honestly who ordered you.
Who is it? Admiral Isildar? Or that Leng Ling from Lansen?"
Outside the bedroom, the sounds of fire fighting could be heard one after another, and inside the bedroom, the atmosphere was tense.
Golden eyes swept over the two of them, and Lien curled his lips and sneered, "If you want to know who instigated me, you have to see if you have the ability."
"Oh, really?" White took out the pistol from his waist and aimed at Lean, "It seems that I have to kill you first, and then slowly check your accomplices."
The finger hooked on the trigger slowly pulled down, and White's leaden eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.
"goodbye."
In the flash of lightning, Lean's eyebrows furrowed and he raised his arm to knock the gun out of White's hand.
"boom!"
A gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed the side of Lean's face and hit the opposite wall.
Seeing that he missed, White shot at Lean again, hitting the opponent squarely in the right chest.
Lien's eyes darkened, and the smell of blood rushed up in his mouth. He endured the severe pain in his chest and stumbled backwards.
The bright red blood dripped onto the high-end carpet, and soon formed beautiful blooming flowers.
Zoro stood behind White, staring at Lean's slightly distorted face, his narrow eyes flashed with a trace of murderous cruelty, "See, you still want to be tough! White, kill him!"
At this moment, a soldier rushed in in panic, "Mr. Solo! It's not good! The Prime Minister's room is locked..."
Zoro yelled, "Get out!"
The soldier looked at the two men uneasily, "But the Prime Minister..."
White's eyes narrowed slightly, "What?"
Soon enough, just as a slight fluctuation appeared on White's face, Lean kicked the gun out of the opponent's hand regardless of his own wounds, and then broke out of the window.
"Damn it! You actually let him escape!"
Solo and White ran to the broken glass window in a few steps and chased after him.
In the night, the Prime Minister's residence was burning in flames.
White glanced at the Prime Minister's Office in the flames and said to Solo, "I'll chase him. You go back first to see if the old guy is alright."
Zoro's delicate face was coated with a layer of orange against the firelight behind him. He nodded and said, "I understand, you have to be careful alone."
"Yeah," White nodded and chased forward along the blood stains on the ground.
**********
Rean was injured and walked quickly under the moonlight. The Prime Minister's Palace was some distance away from where he received the call.
This section of the road must be walked by oneself.
The fire at the Prime Minister's residence quickly attracted a lot of people, and Lean walked forward among the crowd.
Due to excessive blood loss, his consciousness began to become a little blurry, and his body also began to show symptoms of chills.
The original plan was to investigate the situation at the Prime Minister's Palace and determine whether Karl was imprisoned. Now it seems that at least Karl is imprisoned.
It's just that this time the operation will fail, which he didn't expect.
How could Solo know about tonight's actions? Could it be that someone inside knew about it?
Breathing heavily, Lien made his way through the crowd, walking deeper and deeper, but his eyes became increasingly dark.
"Hey, why don't you say hello when you bump into someone?"
Glancing back slightly from the corner of his eye, Lien saw the light gray figure.
Sure enough, White came after him.
With dark eyes, Li En dodged and hid in the alley next to him.
After waiting for a long time, until the crowd dispersed, he slowly walked out.
"You're finally out, Lieutenant Colonel Lean. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
His golden eyes suddenly darkened, and Lien turned around, only to see White standing at the corner, looking at him meaningfully.
"Why, do you think I shouldn't be here?" Pointing to the blood on the ground, White smiled and said, "Why didn't you notice it on the ground?"
Damn it!
Cursing in a low voice, Lien's face gradually lost color and became inexplicably pale.
Holding the gun in his hand, White stepped forward and said, "I'll give you one last chance. As long as you tell me who the instigator is, I will let you live."
The pain from the gunshot wound on his right chest was searing, and Lien said hoarsely, "Don't even think about it."
With a contemptuous snort, White shrugged and said, "You are really tough. If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. How about we make a deal?"
"What deal?"
Li En was afraid that the other party would cheat, so he was very vigilant.
"Don't you think we were able to catch you on the spot tonight because there was a spy among you? As long as you tell me who the instigator is, I will tell you who revealed this matter to us."
"You don't need to tell me about this matter, I can still find out."
White mocked, "You are almost dead, how can you go back to check?"
With a disdainful snort, Lien retorted, "I know your purpose and what you want to do by setting this trap. However, you missed one step, that is..."
White's eyes narrowed slightly, "What?"
"There is more than one person acting with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, White alerted that there was someone behind him, but before he could make any response, a cold feeling hit the back of his head, "Don't move."
"Haha," White didn't panic at being held up by a gun. Instead, he chuckled and said confidently, "It seems that I am in a weak position now. But you won't kill me."
"Are you that confident?"
White raised his chin and said, "Of course, there was a fire in the Prime Minister's Office, and the general of Valencia was killed. As long as these two things are connected, do you think you won't be able to find out who did it? You are not so stupid, so,
I expect you will let me go."
"Really? If that's the case, then..."
The man in black behind White raised his hand and punched him in the neck, then fell to the ground and fainted.
Seeing that Lean was injured, the man in black quickly stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Lien covered the wound, shook his head, and then the two of them left quickly.
In the quiet room, Admiral Isildar stood in front of the window, looking at the place where the fire disappeared in the distance, his eyes dark and boundless.
After a while, the door opened and a military doctor came out, "General."
Isildar said solemnly, "How is the situation?"
"The bullet has been taken out. The lieutenant colonel's injury is not too serious." The other party handed the blood-stained bullet to Isildar's hand. "You just need to rest for a while."
"I see."
After the military doctor left, Isildar came to the next room.
On the bed, Li En lay quietly, his body was still in the anesthesia stage, so he did not wake up.
His deep golden eyes were closed tightly, and his handsome face was slightly pale due to excessive blood loss.
Just now, he and his subordinates appeared in front of them covered in blood. They had been dominating the battlefield for half their lives. Even though they were determined, they could not help but feel a faint pain in their hearts.
He quickly called a military doctor to treat his son. It turned out to be nothing serious, so he felt a little relieved.
