Chen Che's words made the eyes of everyone present change.

This guy, what's he selling in his gourd?

He was just so resistant to the self-evident trap woven by Luo Qingtian, but now he acts as if he's going to jump right into it?

This made everyone's eyes gradually turn strange.

Chen Che slowly approached the dagger he had discarded, bent down to pick it up, holding it in his hand, flicking his fingertips on the blade.

The dagger trembled with resonance.

Chen Che looked up at Luo Qingtian and then at Zhou Shaoyang, smiling and saying, "In fact, Director Luo said one thing right, after all, I am a Chief Investigator in the Ninth Special Zone. As a political bureau official in the Ninth Special Zone, how could I fear the revenge of a cult?

Besides, Director Luo will also guarantee my safety, so since that's the case, I shall fulfill Director Luo's wish.

Isn't it just executing a cult member personally? So let me do it."

Chen Che's sudden change in attitude truly planted a question mark in everyone's mind.

Everyone's heart was filled with confusion, why was Chen Che so resistant earlier, and now he picked up the knife voluntarily.

This guy, what's he really got brewing in his gourd?

And Zhou Shaoyang, treated as a bargaining chip, a commodity all along, cursed profanely, showing the typical reaction of a dying man.

Even though Luo Qingtian doesn't know why all this is happening, regardless of the situation, Chen Che has already walked into his trap, voluntarily stepping into his encirclement.

After thinking it through, Luo Qingtian wasn't overly concerned and watched the development of the situation quietly.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Che, holding the dagger, walked to Zhou Shaoyang, sighed and said, "Brother, don't blame me, blame your bad luck. Why insist on being a cult member? Being a cult member is one thing, but not listening to advice, not hiding well, always popping up and offending others, that's on you."

Zhou Shaoyang's eyes were red, staring fiercely at Chen Che, continuing to curse profanely, with saliva splattering from his mouth.

Facing Zhou Shaoyang's spittle, Chen Che approached, a mysterious evil smile hung on his face that Zhou Shaoyang couldn't comprehend.

Seeing that evil smile, a flash of doubt and suspicion crossed Zhou Shaoyang's heart.

Now it was all following Chen Che's script.

As long as Chen Che kills him, not only can Chen Che clear the suspicion from himself, but he can also use the Fake Death Pill to fake death and escape, and the Apocalypse Society wouldn't retaliate against Chen Che, everything was so perfect.

Earlier, when Chen Che was at war of words with Luo Qingtian, Zhou Shaoyang was extremely anxious.

For the first time, he was so eager to die.

Fortunately, everything is finally back on track, but at this moment, seeing the smile on Chen Che's face, Zhou Shaoyang felt something was off.

But he couldn't pinpoint where the awkwardness came from.

He could only turn this unsettling feeling into cursing profanely.

Chen Che, holding the dagger, aimed at Zhou Shaoyang's heart, mouthed something to Zhou Shaoyang, and suddenly thrust the dagger forward.

Only hearing a muffled sound.

Zhou Shaoyang's cursing came to an abrupt halt, the dagger fully pierced Zhou Shaoyang's chest.

This bloody scene fell into everyone's eyes without an ounce of discomfort.

Whether the others present or those watching the broadcast in the parliament, who hasn't killed a few people?

A person's death is nothing significant to them.

However, some keen-minded people could feel that with Zhou Shaoyang dead, the entire Ninth Special Zone might face a lot of changes.

After all, he was a Yellow-robed Priest, possessing a considerable amount of energy himself, who knows what kind of chaos the madmen of the Apocalypse Society will stir in the city.

Zhou Shaoyang, pierced through the chest, suffering immensely, his eyes filled with agony, the terror of death shrouding Zhou Shaoyang.

Zhou Shaoyang immediately bit through the pill under his tongue, swallowing it, feeling a slight sense of relief.

This pill not only allows Zhou Shaoyang to enter a fake death state but also saves Zhou Shaoyang's life.

Even if Zhou Shaoyang's heart is pierced through, it can freeze the state of his internal organs and blood within an extremely short time.

And carry out short-term repairs.

Just after a while, Zhou Shaoyang will awaken, rest for a period, and he can recover from his injuries.

This medicine is extremely precious.

If it wasn't for entering a fake death state after consumption, rendering him helpless and at the mercy of others.

This medicine would have been mass-produced by the Apocalypse Society long ago.

This is a true holy medicine for healing injuries.

Chen Che suddenly pulled the dagger from Zhou Shaoyang, looked at him, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, turned and tossed the dagger onto the ground.

The dagger fell on the ground with a crisp sound as it made contact.

Chen Che looked at Luo Qingtian, sneered, and said, "Director Luo, my actions should be proof enough, right?"

Luo Qingtian's eyes flickered as he said, "Mr. Chen's decisiveness truly surprised me. I apologize for my misunderstanding, and at the same time, I feel fortunate.

Fortunate that through this method, without causing more harm to Mr. Chen, I've tested his loyalty

to avoid accidentally injuring Mr. Chen in future actions."

Luo Qingtian's words were nauseating; anyone could hear that he said it deliberately.

Chen Che merely chuckled, ignoring Luo Qingtian's words for the most part. He casually ripped off a piece of rag from the side and wiped the blood from his hands as he said to Luo Qingtian, "Director Luo, let's speak openly. I know you want to shift the blame for this person's death onto me, but I must tell you, Director Luo, that I am not a pushover you can easily manipulate.

Director Luo, if those maniacs from the Apocalypse Society really come to retaliate against me, I dare assure you, Director Luo, you will not remain unaffected."

A dangerous smile appeared on Chen Che's face. Faced with such a threat, Luo Qingtian's eyes momentarily flashed coldly, and he said indifferently, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen. If this cult really dares to retaliate against you, I'll deal with them for you.

I'll make sure to deal with them properly.

I'm curious to see whether this cult has the capabilities."

Can they kill you? If not, I'll do it myself.

Trying to take down Chen Che through official channels is clearly impossible, given how much An Nishang values him.

The best way now is to eliminate Chen Che through the hands of the Apocalypse Society.

Hearing the meaning behind Luo Qingtian's words, Chen Che just smiled. As he walked past Luo Qingtian, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Director Luo, I hope you can maintain such a demeanor for some time to come!"

The two brushed past each other, with tensions high between them.

Anyone could see the burning conflict between them.

Watching Chen Che's departing figure, Luo Qingtian quickly walked over to Zhou Shaoyang's side.

He checked Zhou Shaoyang's pulse, ensuring his body was ice-cold and his heart had stopped beating, only then was he certain that Zhou Shaoyang was dead.

Luo Qingtian's eyes flickered, he rotated his neck a bit, then exhaled a long breath.

"Get rid of his body, dump it and burn it later..."

...

Chen Che left the dungeon and stretched lazily. Xia Na, who had been watching the whole time, muttered, "This Luo Qingtian is really disgusting. Why does he have to target you and press so hard?"

"Heh, how can you understand a man's jealousy, little Nana?"

Xia Na looked down and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not that little anymore!"

"Isn't that thanks to me?"

"Scram."

Chen Che and Xia Na bantered playfully, with no hint of the tension from earlier in the dungeon.

They got into a car and left together.

After the vehicle drove out of the Finance Bureau's premises, Chen Che instructed the driver to head somewhere.

Chen Che arrived once again at the Peruvian Slums. There, he met Arabic.

The moment Arabic saw Chen Che, he immediately stood up, his eyes fixated on him, and asked, "How did it go?"

Chen Che yawned, a smile curling at his lips, and said, "I pierced his heart."

Arabic was startled. He knew that once Zhou Shaoyang was caught, escaping death would be unlikely, but he didn't expect Chen Che to do it himself.

"What happened? Why did you kill him?"

"The other side wanted to wash away suspicions with blood. They discovered my ambiguous ties with the Apocalypse Society, forcing me to kill Zhou Shaoyang with my own hands to prove there's no connection.

So, I personally used a knife to pierce Zhou Shaoyang's heart.

Rest assured, I was precise. I didn't deliberately destroy Zhou Shaoyang's heart. The pill can put him into a fake death state while keeping him alive.

It's estimated that within a day or two, Zhou Shaoyang's body will be sent out for cremation. I'll have my people gather intel and notify you as soon as the body is transported out.

The route to the crematorium is limited to those few paths, so I probably won't need to re-plan it for you, right?"

Arabic nodded; having Zhou Shaoyang fake his death and be sent away was a planned outcome.

Who killed Zhou Shaoyang wasn't as important.

As long as he's dead, it's fine.

However, a hint of doubt showed on Chen Che's face as he said, "But I advise you to prepare thoroughly. That guy Luo Qingtian is not easy to handle. I'm worried about any unforeseen incidents in the process.

It shouldn't take long before he spreads the news that Zhou Shaoyang died at my hands, urging you to retaliate against me.

I have no idea what other trouble that sly guy might cause, so be cautious.

If he stirs up more issues, I might find it hard to help you right away."

Hearing this, Arabic nodded and said, "Understood, I'll be careful."

Chen Che nodded back and left.

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