pjbooks Chapter 111 [Bonus Chapter] I went to look for you, but the security guard said there was no such pe
Chapter 111 [Bonus Chapter] I went to look for you, but the security guard said there was no such pe
Ye Tong's voice was very soft, but it sounded extremely heavy to Chen Yifan.
The agreement made since the wild instance was casually brought up again at this moment.
In the lounge, the mayor's and other leaders' laughter and chatter seemed distant and distorted, as if separated by a pane of glass.
In Chen Yifan's world, all that remained was the man in front of him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and sporting an inhuman smile.
Is he Ye Tong?
The one who claimed to be from the Dragon City Special Operations Division.
He said he wanted to talk to Nightsight about the death of Shadow Fiend and the Goblin Mine disaster, and even "kindly reminded" Nightsight that his talent was [Eye of Truth]?
In a flash, countless clues suddenly connected in Chen Yifan's mind.
An official deification campaign.
Strange rumors about the key fragments.
Even this awards ceremony, riddled with flaws...
Could all of this have been orchestrated by the person in front of us?
The extreme horror lasted only a fraction of a second.
It was then suppressed by powerful mental force.
Chen Yifan's expression froze for a moment, then turned into a perfectly appropriate look of bewilderment, followed by a sudden realization.
Finally, it settled on a feeling of grievance and honesty tinged with misunderstanding.
"So you're Captain Night?"
Chen Yifan's voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely clear.
"I did come to see you."
The eyes behind the night-vision lenses narrowed slightly.
"After leaving the instance, I went to the Jiangcheng Security Bureau headquarters building as soon as possible, as agreed."
Chen Yifan's tone was so sincere that it was flawless, even carrying a hint of frustration.
"But I asked the receptionist and the security guard, and they searched through the internal address book and said... no such person could be found."
He shrugged, his expression a mixture of helplessness and innocence.
"I thought I had misremembered, or that you were just saying it casually. But then an emergency happened, so I had no choice but to go to Uncle Wang... no, Officer Wang Jianguo."
These words are impeccable.
Does this explain why he didn't "report"?
This naturally led to the shift of responsibility to the Security Bureau's large and rigid bureaucratic system.
It's not that I don't want to come?
It's your temple, but I can't find the Bodhisattva.
Moreover, the person I ended up contacting was someone from your official department.
The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the lounge instantly became awkward.
From when Ye Tong said he should take the initiative to contact him for a report.
The mayor's smile froze for a moment.
Zhao Lixin and Zhou Dehai exchanged a cryptic glance.
They knew a little about Ye Tong's identity; he was a big shot who had been parachuted into Longdu and had a powerful background.
But this is Jiangcheng. Which of you here doesn't have any connections in Longdu?
What day is it today?
A once-in-a-century commendation ceremony for heroes in Wuhan!
You're an outsider, and you come here to interrogate the heroes that our Jiangcheng has produced?
Isn't this a public slap in the face to all the leaders of Jiangcheng?
"Um, Captain Nighteye, the conference is about to begin. Please take good care of the security outside."
Zhao Lixin spoke.
And a step forward was offered appropriately.
After all, Chen Yifan now can no longer be considered himself.
However, Ye Tong seemed not to hear him, and didn't even glance at him.
He simply stared at Chen Yifan silently for a full three seconds.
Laughed.
It wasn't a formulaic, fake smile, but a genuine, heartfelt laugh.
"Really? Then it seems there was a problem with our administration."
He adjusted his glasses and casually brushed the matter aside, as if he truly believed Chen Yifan's explanation.
"My negligence."
"Alright, that's enough of the small talk."
Ye Tong glanced at her watch, her tone returning to its cold and efficient manner.
"Chen Yifan, there are still ten minutes before you go on stage. I am looking forward to your speech."
After saying that, he turned and left, not giving anyone a chance to speak.
The moment he left, Mayor Li's tense shoulders relaxed.
"Mayor Li, who is this man? He doesn't know any manners at all!"
Principal Zhou Dehai immediately came over, his tone full of dissatisfaction.
"Exactly, that's incredibly arrogant! How could Li Zhenguo let someone like that be in charge of such important security work?"
Zhao Lixin was suppressing his anger.
He's the head of the Education Bureau, and he's offering a way out—can't you see that?
And this is supposedly from the Dragon Capital?
What an idiot.
"I don't know, they just said he was parachuted in from Longdu to handle some... special cases."
Mayor Li took out a silk handkerchief and wiped away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead.
"I think he came specifically for our Yifan. The way he looked at him wasn't like he was looking at a hero; he was clearly interrogating a thief!"
Zhao Lixin and Zhou Dehai's words were full of suspicion and the xenophobia of the local forces.
Chen Yifan sat in the corner, looking down at his nose, seemingly detached from the situation.
His mind was filled with only Ye Tong's last words.
I'm really looking forward to your speech.
Is it anticipation?
Or was it a warning to him not to say anything out of line on stage and ruin his plans?
But now, it's probably too late.
"Yifan, here, have some water to soothe your throat."
Principal Zhou Dehai walked over with a cup of warm water, his face showing standard concern.
"Don't let what happened earlier affect your mood. You are the pride of Jiangcheng, the pride of our No. 1 High School!"
Chen Yifan took the water glass and nodded politely.
He knew, of course, that in the eyes of these leaders, he was an important source of political capital.
It is also an honor and a political achievement.
"Chen Yifan, get ready, it's your turn."
A staff member entered the room with a respectful attitude.
coming.
Chen Yifan put down his water glass and stood up.
As he pushed open the door leading to the square, a torrent of sound, mixed with the heat of tens of thousands of people, rushed towards him.
"Hero! Hero! Hero!"
The thunderous shouts were enough to ignite the passion of any young man.
On the giant screen in the center of the square, his slightly immature, heavily edited photo by the media was being played on a loop.
The bursts of flashes created a white ocean, and the sounds of shutters blended into a dense downpour.
Chen Yifan walked onto the red carpet expressionlessly, as if none of this concerned him.
Deep within his calm eyes, his "mind's eye" had already been opened.
In his perception, the world was instantly deconstructed and reassembled, presenting a completely different scene.
Enthusiastic citizens, enthusiastic students, dedicated journalists...
These are merely the outermost "skin" of this world.
Beneath this layer of skin lies another layer of "blood vessels" teeming with murderous intent.
One hundred meters to the east, on the rooftop of a building, a man disguised as a maintenance worker was breathing in sync with his surroundings.
The specially made gun barrel in his toolbox was radiating dangerous heat.
On the south side, inside the café, the perfume bottle beneath the white-collar woman's skirt was pointed at the stage, its mouth filled with colorless and odorless neurotoxin, analyzing wind speed and humidity.
The students behind the drawing board had sweaty palms.
The mother pushing the stroller had slightly white knuckles.
The old man, leaning on a cane, had muscles taut as stone.
Twenty-seven.
There were a total of twenty-seven top-tier killing intents from all over the world, like twenty-seven scorching lasers, relentlessly pinning him down from all directions.
But none of them moved.
They are waiting.
Waiting for a better opportunity, or rather, waiting for someone else to make the first move.
Or perhaps... they are waiting for orders.
Chen Yifan's heart sank to the bottom.
He knew that the false information he had spread had some effect.
These people have gone from simply "murdering and robbing" to "arresting and interrogating".
But this did not improve his situation; on the contrary, it made it more dangerous.
Because this means he will face more and more complex methods.
but……
Those on the surface are just small fry.
The real threat is that venomous snake that has yet to bare its fangs.
A hundred aspects.
Throughout the entire process, there has been no official action, indicating that the other party has not yet appeared.
This is the biggest threat.
but……
Chen Yifan subconsciously touched the black crystal in his pocket.
With this thing, if the Hundred Forms appear, they should be able to find the other party's location immediately, right?
Meanwhile, in the first row of the viewing area.
Li Jianhong, a business tycoon in Jiangcheng, was sitting in a rather inconspicuous position.
The moment Chen Yifan stepped onto the red carpet, his gentle and refined demeanor froze instantly.
He sensed it.
A palpitation emanating from the depths of my soul, so clear, as if it were right before my eyes!
Fragments of [Yagorn's Gaze]!
It wasn't with Wang Jianguo!
It's about this kid!
At this moment, Li Jianhong's soul was yearning and roaring!
On the back of his hand, which was gripping the armrest, a vein throbbed suddenly, but he forcefully suppressed it.
Ten years of pretense almost collapsed on the spot!
Unaware of this, Chen Yifan had already walked to the microphone in the center of the stage.
He looked around at the enthusiastic and sincere faces below the stage.
"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Yifan."
His voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, clearly resonated throughout every corner of the square.
There was no grand and impassioned opening.
There were no passionate slogans.
He was as calm as if he were giving a routine self-introduction.
The cheers from the audience faltered for a moment because of the overly bland opening.
"To be honest, I'm a little nervous standing here."
A slightly shy smile, befitting his age, appeared on Chen Yifan's face.
"I'm not a hero, I'm just a lucky... F-class thief."
He pronounced the word "thief" with exceptional clarity.
The audience was taken aback at first, then burst into even more enthusiastic applause and good-natured laughter.
"A hero's origins are irrelevant!"
"So what if they're F-rank? F-rank officers can still take down S-rank wanted criminals!"
"Brother Fan is awesome!"
His self-deprecation did not diminish his image; on the contrary, it made him appear more authentic and down-to-earth.
"There are many versions online about how Shadow Fiend died. Some say I was exceptionally talented and pretended to be weak to take advantage of others; others say I was incredibly cunning and set a trap..."
"But today, I want to tell you the truth."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the reporters' area below the stage.
"The truth is... I was terrified at the time."
The entire room fell silent.
"Of course, I wasn't scared at first. After all, it was the National Security Bureau. Even the most foolish wanted criminal wouldn't show up there."
"But then... Shadow Fiend appeared less than 10 meters away from me."
"When the Shadow Fiend appeared out of thin air in front of me, my legs were shaking, my mind went blank, and my only thought was that I was going to die."
"I don't know how I survived."
"Maybe he was too careless, or maybe I... was just really lucky."
"I just made a choice that many people at the bottom of society would make when I was in my most desperate moment—to rebel."
"I'm standing here today not to tell you how brave I am."
"I just want to say that each of us has a strength within us that is far greater than we imagine when we face desperate situations."
"This power has nothing to do with profession or talent; it's called 'survival'."
These words, simple and sincere, are more touching than any flowery language.
Many ordinary students in the audience, like him, empathized with him, their eyes slightly reddening.
"Well said!"
The mayor led the applause.
Zhao Lixin and Zhou Dehai were also proud, their faces beaming with smiles.
That's so well said!
Backstage, watching this scene through the monitor, Ye Tong's lips curled into a playful smile.
They downplay their own threats and attribute everything to "luck" and "survival instinct."
"interesting."
Ye Tong murmured to herself.
The speech ended with thunderous applause.
Next, the medal awarding ceremony will take place.
The mayor himself carried a tray covered with a red cloth and walked up to Chen Yifan with a big smile.
"Come on, Yifan, this is the honor you deserve."
The mayor lifted the red cloth, revealing a "Heroic Youth of the Dragon Kingdom" medal made of pure gold and inlaid with crystals, lying quietly on the velvet.
"I'll put it on you."
This was the climax of the entire commendation ceremony.
All eyes were focused on the medal, and all cameras were pointed at Chen Yifan and the mayor.
And at that very moment.
A chilling, extreme, and unreserved killing intent, like the sharp fangs of a venomous snake, suddenly erupted from the upper left of the distant plaza.
coming!
Has someone finally had enough?
A cold smile curled at the corners of Chen Yifan's lips.
Sorry, buddy.
This time, I beat you to it.
The next second, without anyone noticing, two runes popped out of his pocket with his right hand.
One of them is an invisibility charm obtained through the Merit Shop.
It is worth 150 merit points.
It can only be applied to items.
He stuck the invisibility charm and the explosion charm together.
A light flick of the fingertips.
It vanished in an instant.