Tea Ceremony Trouble

Chapter 146 Assassination Mission 1

Before the imperial crown prince killed himself, Chu Fengci was waiting for a perfect meeting with his partners.

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After acting separately, the starship members soon discovered that Chu Fengci had been lost.Excluding the (very likely) option of Chu Fengci's escape, the clues all point to the fact that the young man who joined in the middle sneaked into the palace with amazing efficiency.

Fifth Sheyuan's actions were not too low-key. Although most people could control their mouths, under the threat of their lives, they still hesitated to reveal the news that the prince had brought back a black-haired "lover".

After confirming whether the lover was wearing a strange silver mask, their hanging hearts finally settled down.

While being in a strange mood, he couldn't help but check how far the boy had gone, and the information he finally got made people doubt the authenticity.Because Chu Fengci not only entered the palace, but also lived in the inner city, the speed of approaching the crown prince was unprecedented.

Those who want to succeed, infiltrate the inner city and get in touch with Chu Fengci in a short period of time, will lose half their lives even if they don't die.The Starship members discussed this matter for a while, and finally decided that Yin Ambiguous, who had the best skill in virtual manipulation and the most ardent concern about Chu Fengci, would go to contact him.

Yin Mei is of course obliged.

And he was going to realize his wish that he had secretly thought about for a long time but didn't take action tonight.

...Night raids on Chu Fengci and the like.

The capital star is known as the city that never sleeps. Even in the middle of the night, there are warm and shining artificial light sources hanging on the sky, which obviously has a negative impact on the infiltration operation.Compared with the outside of the royal city, which can be called loosely guarded, the inner city at night is full of murderous threats. Even if there are not many imperial guards actually patrolling, the traps for virtual operators are very dangerous.

Yin Mei, who claims to be a master of false manipulation and has extraordinary concealment methods, can't stand it. In the end, his whereabouts were revealed, a hand was cut off, his abdomen was penetrated, and the strong smell of blood could not be covered by high-grade healing potions.

Obviously the end of the mountain is over, but Yin Mei's eyes are still very bright, as if the person whose head was almost chopped off just now is not himself.

Panting under the cover of the night, he chose a temporary safe place, opened the virtual controller disguised as a cuff, tried to connect to the signal of the tracker that Chu Fengci probably would never open, and complained intermittently.

"It's really careless. Although I may not see you...but I still want to say, I..."

After a period of noisy sound, the young man deliberately lowered his voice from the virtual manipulator, but it seemed extraordinarily gentle: "Yin Mo?"

Yin Mei: "..."

His expression was blank for a moment, and he quickly turned off the virtual controller.After sorting out the complicated mood, the communication was resumed, and as soon as it was connected, he opened his mouth and dropped a cannonball: "I sneaked into the inner city, and I am dying now."

Chu Fengci, who just wanted to ask him what the hell he was doing: "..."

"never mind."

In the crisis-ridden inner city, the young man's calm voice was like the radiance cast down from the sky, and Yin Mei's self-defeating mentality was pulled back to the abyss.

Although Chu Fengci was full of thoughts about the crown prince, his IQ was still there along the way.

I recorded the inner city route with a hidden electronic device, and after sending the footage to Yin Mei, I described to him the architectural sign of the palace where I live now, and chatted with Yin Mei based on the short memories during the day. Then, remind him which traps he should avoid, not to step into them foolishly.

Even so, there was a piercing and piercing sound from the opposite side. The suppressed hum could not be concealed at all, and Chu Fengci sighed helplessly: "Are you injured?"

"It's okay," Yin Mei replied nonchalantly, while squinting his eyes, looking at the magnificent building suspended in the air: "I'm here."

Communication has been suspended.

Chu Fengci put on a thick coat, washed a few teacups, and filled them with hot water.Half propped his cheeks, waiting for that person to emerge from nowhere.

The window was pushed open inexplicably, and the cool wind came in, messing up the fine hair on the temples.The moment Chu Fengci lowered her head, she saw a pair of thick black shoes in front of her, and blood drops fell on the ground like a death song.

He raised his head.

Yin Mei grinned brightly at him: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Chu Fengci: "..." The boy's hand holding the hot water trembled a little.

Yin Mei didn't pay attention to the image of himself as a life-threatening ghost, touched his chin and said: "Is this a successful night attack?"

"Not counting." Chu Fengci finished speaking coldly, raised her finger to the floor and window sill, and motioned him to clean up the blood.

"It's too cold." After Yin Mei complained, he began to look for the monitor in the room without complaint, and slightly modified the static frame that was made in a hurry just now, so as to ensure that someone would not find anything wrong after repeated inspections in the future. He stopped, and happily took the "hot tea" that Chu Fengci put on the table.

After drinking it in one gulp, Yin Mei's face twisted slightly: "It's fine if you don't prepare the wound medicine for me, and you don't even make tea, Chu Fengci, you are really getting more and more ruthless."

Under the breeze and the light, Chu Fengci, who looked particularly refined and elegant, turned his head and pointed upwards like a son of a family: "If you want me to be discovered, I can go to that tea garden to pick tea right now."

Yin Mei almost wanted to blurt out "I protect you", but finally held back.He has a lot to ask, such as why the crown prince took you into the inner city, and why you always turn on the signal of the tracker, are you worried that I can't find you——

However, Yin Mei didn't ask anything, and was blocked by Chu Fengci's cold question.

"Is there anything you want to give me?"

Yes.

No matter how nice the name is, he just wants to hand over the fatal thing to Chu Fengci.Since it was Chu Fengci who approached the crown prince first, this task fell on this civil servant.

This is the only close connection between him and Chu Fengci.

Yin Mei blinked, trying not to make the ugly face too obvious.He produced a slim gold wire case, so thin that it could be easily concealed under loose clothing.

"There is a 'Tibetan halberd' inside," Yin Mei said, "For any virtual operator, a 'Tibetan halberd' with matching attributes is rare, even if the virtual operator is an interstellar emperor. You just need to find the right opportunity and dedicate this thing to the crown prince, as long as he opens it and uses it..."

Both Chu Fengci and Yin Mei understood the unfinished meaning.

Chu Fengci reached out and took the box.Yin Mei suddenly felt dry in his mouth, but he continued on: "The tracker can be thrown away, don't show your feet. As long as the things inside are triggered, we will take immediate action to destroy the crown prince's hypocrisy." Manipulate the weapon and kill him."

Having said that, the task has been completed.

But Yin Mei still added a sentence: "During the execution of the mission, we will protect you well...and won't let you die."

"Got it." Chu Fengci lowered his head, sat back at the table, and filled another cup of hot water.The corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a small arc, but it was hard to tell what mood he was in.

Yin Mei stared at him for a long time, as if out of innate intuition, he suddenly realized that Chu Fengci was hesitating at the moment.

His heart clenched slightly, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his tone, which sounded extremely chilling: "Don't forget your mission."

"I am certain."