"Why were only these two people involved, are they from the same faction?" Zhang Huaiyuan was still reacting, but Li Ming had already seamlessly transitioned to the main subject.
Chen Jinglong gave him a deep look and shook his head, "Clearly not. The style of the people we captured along the way is completely different from these two; they seem like Torch’s people."
"But these two... heavy armor, sniper rifles, they killed without hesitation..."
Chen Jinglong’s sentence was cut off.
Meanwhile, covert operatives dressed in civilian clothes from all directions began to converge at the scene, starting to clean up, set up barriers, and cordon off the bodies.
Before long, a figure jumped down from a high place, holding a nearly lifeless person carrying a golden-rimmed glass, and the sniper rifle on his back was very noticeable.
"Teacher, we’ve captured the person." He handed the person over to the field agents, putting on a gene inhibitor while making sure he wasn’t carrying any suicide poison.
"This type of heavy armor and sniper rifle isn’t something ordinary people can get their hands on." Li Ming glanced around and quickly had a few names in mind.
Star Creation Company, Sela Civilization.
There’s no need to elaborate on the Star Creation Company, as it is powerful within the confines of Blue Star.
The Sela Civilization, on the other hand, had long regarded him as a thorn in their side, a nail in their eyes.
Youke died, leaving them with significant losses, and they couldn’t wait to kill him; their motive was more than sufficient.
"The Jingnan Star at least has the Sky Space Shield and the ’Heavy and Light Weapons Ban,’ smuggling such heavy weapons is very difficult." Chen Jinglong crouched down to examine the assailant’s armor model.
"We should be able to trace some clues." Chen Jinglong stood up; in interstellar society, every action leaves traces, the bigger the action, the more traces left behind.
Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, apart from Fu Zongchen being killed...
"Li Ming?" The person who made the thinking Li Ming snap back to reality introduced himself as Yuan Hong.
"Didn’t expect the junior’s observational skills to be so sharp," Yuan Hong said with a strange look in his eyes.
Along the way, he followed Li Ming’s instructions for capturing people. At first, he was surprised, but later he became numb, never having had it so easy before.
"Used to be a city guard for a while, picked up a few skills," Li Ming humbly explained.
By the time they got back to the lab, dusk was approaching.
He repeatedly reminded Chen Jinglong not to forget to bring his ten ores of Mother Ore, seeing the other’s face darken before reluctantly getting out of the car.
Luo Chuan, seeing him return unharmed, finally let out a sigh of relief and while walking cautioned:
"In the future, if the Dean asks you to do such risky things again, remember to refuse, don’t feel bad about it; nothing is more important than your own life."
Seeing Luo Chuan veering towards becoming overprotective like a mother hen, Li Ming repeatedly promised.
After seeing Luo Chuan off, Li Ming didn’t return to his own room but instead knocked on Chen Yan’s door.
The room was decorated cozily, in soft and bright colors, adorned with various virtual posters, and also featuring cut-outs of an eight-pack abs man, very much in line with her personal branding.
Chen Yan’s delicate fingers on her lips signaled Li Ming to keep quiet.
Li Ming, having activated his "Intelligent Assistance" all the time, noticed as soon as he walked in that there were at least two deeply hidden surveillance devices.
"Going to bed this early?" Li Ming smoothly went along with the act.
Chen Yan played along: "Not yet, I’ll watch two episodes of ’Lone Gunman’ before sleeping."
"Come to my room, I’ll show you something awesome." Li Ming pulled at Chen Yan, nudging and shoving.
Chen Yan secretly gritted her teeth.
Once in Li Ming’s room, Chen Yan finally spoke coldly: "You don’t have to act so thoroughly; those were only listening devices in my room, not surveillance."
"Who placed them, Old Luo?" Li Ming inquired.
"He suspects your identity?" Li Ming frowned slightly.
"No idea, when I first arrived here, I checked the entire room and there was no surveillance equipment. It must’ve been placed in the days after I left your room," Chen Yan shook her head:
"Rather than him suspecting my identity, it’s more like making sure I am not harmful to you."
Chen Yan felt quite frustrated when she first noticed this.
That Luo Chuan, really thinking that Li Ming was a naive young man? Afraid of being deceived by her own side?
Li Ming nodded thoughtfully and then sternly asked: "How exactly did you report to Torch? Today I almost died at Torch’s hands, do you realize that?"
Chen Yan was stunned, not expecting Li Ming to switch topics so abruptly.
However, hearing Li Ming’s words, her expression changed slightly, "Torch couldn’t possibly kill you; they haven’t issued any corresponding orders to coordinate with such actions."
Li Ming’s expression darkened: "What do you mean ’impossible’? Heavy armor, long-distance sniper rifles, plus ten or twenty hidden operatives, this play is performed too thoroughly."
"Heavy armor? Long-distance sniper rifles?" Chen Yan grew even more surprised: "Why would Torch stir up such a big commotion?"
"That’s what I’m asking you, how did you communicate with Torch?" Li Ming’s gaze turned icy.
Me? Chen Yan was taken aback, "You suspect I’m sabotaging from within?"
She was extremely irritated inside; being manipulated by Torch was one thing, but being under Li Ming’s thumb after infiltrating here was another.
Now neither side gave her any benefits, like walking on a tightrope without shoes, extremely uncomfortable,
She looked tense, unapologetically retorting: "Since you’ve never trusted me from the beginning, why did you spare my life back then? It would be better if you had killed me."
"I was just about to correct that mistake." Not knowing where he pulled it from, Li Ming had already drawn a dagger.
"Wait, wait..." Chen Yan hastily waved her hands, her anger subsiding, no longer irritated, and kept retreating: "Give me time, I can explain, I can figure out what’s going on!"
"Are you sure?" Li Ming’s gaze narrowed.
"Give me five days!" Chen Yan instantly promised.