Meng Wankui, feeling as if the sky had collapsed, couldn’t help but look over, and the people from the Secret Council were all exchanging glances.
A few professors stomped their feet, glanced this way for a moment, and then gathered around the flaming car body, seemingly studying something.
Li Ming, regardless of their expressions, continued with a sorrowful face, "Originally, Wang Yan and I were discussing some matters inside the carriage when suddenly the hovercar locked from the inside, the defense mechanism activated, and all four doors were sealed off."
"Then, suddenly there was a violent explosion underneath the vehicle. I was completely shocked at the time, but Wang Yan quickly reacted and used his body to shield me from the explosion."
This sounded somewhat like a tall tale, and a member of the Secret Council immediately said, "That’s impossible..."
"The internal defense structure of the car did activate," Professor Xia’s voice came from not far away, and the crowd gathered around him.
From the cut made by Professor Xia, any observant person could tell that the inner layer of alloy iron plates meant to increase defense was indeed activated.
And it was activated before the explosion, shortly after Li Ming boarded the vehicle.
Luo Chuan’s expression grew even darker.
Meng Wankui’s face was hesitant, and he asked Li Ming, "Are you suggesting that someone manipulated the car, taking the opportunity to try to kill you... or both of you?"
"Do you think so too?" Li Ming countered, and Meng Wankui choked up, then returned to Wang Yan’s body.
He suspected that Wang Yan was not killed by the explosion.
Looking at the fire from the explosion and its range, it clearly wasn’t some external bomb—the force of the explosion wasn’t enough to kill a Level-D Life Form.
And to determine whether Wang Yan died before or after the explosion was simple, just by examining the activity of his cells.
There was even no need to bring the body back; it could be determined on the spot whether there was any sign of resistance. If there were obvious signs of resistance, then it goes without saying.
Just then, a subordinate with a full beard came over, "Minister, should we..."
But Meng Wankui, as if he hadn’t heard, stood up and cut off the subordinate’s words. The bearded man paused and did not continue.
Meng Wankui looked at Li Ming, who stood not far away with a sorrowful expression. He had interacted with Li Ming a few times before and thought this guy was fundamentally different from Wu Yanqing and his ilk.
Now it seems... what crappy intelligence, too misleading, Meng Wankui sighed inwardly.
It wasn’t just him who thought this; the people from the Secret Council also considered this.
The person who had tried to stop Luo Chuan before spoke in a deep voice, "Minister Meng, have your people examine the body. I don’t believe that the explosion just now was enough to kill a Level-D Life Form."
Meng Wankui’s face showed his difficulty and said helplessly, "We don’t have the conditions to perform an autopsy here. To confirm this, we would need to take the body back for a detailed test, and the results could take some time."
The bearded man behind Meng Wankui was somewhat astonished; he was the one responsible for performing autopsies and knew that the minister was lying.
He was fully capable of performing a dissection on the spot and conducting preliminary tests. Based on experience, he could determine whether Wang Yan had shown any resistance before death.
It wasn’t a matter of pathology or toxicology testing, just examining the cell activity of a high-level life form, which could be discerned at a glance.
He had just opened his mouth with this intention.
Meng Wankui spread his hands in a helpless gesture, he obviously couldn’t agree; it would be fine if the results were as Li Ming had said.
If not, then the trouble would be significant; he didn’t want to see the bomb explode in his hands.
"When I get back, I’m fucking taking leave; I’m done playing," he thought to himself.
But at that moment, a shout from the people of the Secret Council pierced the air, "The body! Luo Chuan, what are you doing?"
Meng Wankui was jolted awake and looked down with a troubled expression, only to see Wang Yan’s body melting away like winter snow, soon turning into a puddle of corpse water.
Luo Chuan’s expression was indifferent: "Wang Yan died trying to save my junior. His body should not be desecrated any further; burial in the lab is fitting, and then my junior can often pay his respects."
Meng Wankui’s heart skipped a beat; this was destroying the evidence.
"You are destroying the evidence!" the crowd from the Secret Council exclaimed agitatedly.
"Destroy what evidence, obliterate what traces, you should think about how to explain why the internal defense mechanism suddenly locked up while my junior was speaking with Wang Yan," Luo Chuan said, his gaze sweeping over the people from the Secret Council, the chill in his eyes causing everyone to shiver.
In the crowd, there were many high-ranking officials, none of whom were fools.
It was clear that Wang Yan had some plot in mind, but things didn’t unfold as he had planned and instead backfired.
Exactly how he died, no one knew, but thinking Li Ming had killed him was met with disbelief from the crowd.
Probably through other means, attributing it to this game, Wu Yanqing was still the winner.
"Minister Meng, this person was involved in the death of a high-ranking official of the Secret Council, aren’t you taking him back for questioning?" the people from the Secret Council turned their displeasure towards Meng Wankui.
"Fuck you all!" Meng Wankui cursed inwardly.
"Enough," came a calm voice, followed by President Chen getting out of the car.
The scene gradually calmed down, the president of the University of Science and Technology, whose connections and prestige were unmatched, attended by many present who had graduated from the University of Science and Technology.
"Let it end here, Assistant Wang died trying to save one of our students, which is commendable," President Chen stated nonchalantly.
Li Ming wasn’t without support.
Meng Wankui breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for the intervention of a higher authority.
The people from the Secret Council were left wanting to speak but eventually could only say, "We need to take the car body away."