Confrontation in the abyss

"The last discussion about the termination of the mission, I wonder if you have any results?"

"According to the information collected by Leslie's team, neither Anson nor Eva has made any attempt to investigate your identity, so Liszt decided not to terminate this mission rashly. Your information is accurate and fast, If Liszt abandons you like this, he can't do it."

"Anson didn't investigate me because he was sure I wasn't Dean Young."

Gwen was silent.

After a long time, he asked again: "Are you in a dangerous situation now?"

"Yes."

No one knows when Anson Lorenzo will lose interest in Zhou Cho.At that time, it was not just as simple as drinking a cup of tea and dancing a tango.

"I will report to Liszt and arrange your withdrawal as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

After closing the video communication, Zhou Cho pressed the corner of his eyebrows.He suddenly couldn't wait to be himself again.He misses his little apartment.After returning home, he opened the refrigerator, drank a bottle of beer, and then sat in front of the TV and changed the channel but there was no fixed channel. The foreign students in the next room came to chat with him, and occasionally the young couple downstairs quarreled. The crying of the baby reminded him that he lived in world.

Instead of now, everything is wrapped in a layer of film, which makes Zhou Zhao unable to see the world clearly, and also makes it difficult for him to breathe.

He desperately wanted Anson Lorenzo, MASSIVE, and the entire Young family to disappear from his world.As Eva said, if he continues to go deep, it will be difficult for him to get out.

The phone rang between the gods, and it was Marin calling.

"Mr. Yang, are you okay?"

Zhou Cho laughed unconsciously, "I'm fine, Marin."

"Mr. Yang...I'm sorry for causing you trouble this time. If I hadn't been taken away by them, you wouldn't have to see Mr. Lorenzo..."

"It's none of your business." Zhou Tuo paused, and suddenly asked, "Marin, do you like drawing? Like jewelry design."

"I like it. It's just that I haven't drawn for a long time."

"Next month, Yang's will hold a jewelry design competition. In order to discover some cutting-edge designers, you must participate." Zhou Zuo instructed him.

"Thank you. Actually, I plan to participate too. I was worried that you would think that I was not comfortable with my job as an assistant. I am very happy to hear that you also suggested that I go."

"Marin, your life is up to you to choose. I am not your protector or decision maker. Even if one day I am no longer in Yang's, you have to control your own future."

"Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you? Why do you say you're not in Yang's?" Marin's voice became tense.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just making an analogy. While I'm not too busy recently, let's take a good look at the information about jewelry design and pick up the lost things."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Choi turned around and saw Yang Jinchu standing there with a cane.

"You don't plan to continue working, do you?" Yang Jin's expression became serious, and an inexplicable pressure spread in the air.

Zhou Cho knew that he would tell Yang Jin sooner or later.

"Yes, because... I'm not good at disguising enough, Anson Lorenzo and William Goodwin have become suspicious of me. And Eva, who already knew that I am not the former Dean, just because I saved her, She chose to remain silent. I can no longer use the identity of Dean. I am sorry that I have not found the murderer who killed your son for you. But I think there is only one person who can think of planting a bomb in Eva's room and succeeding. MASSIVE Group or Anson Lorenzo."

Yang Jin listened to what Zhou Cho said in silence, and replied flatly: "I just want to know the truth, but I never thought of asking you to pay for your life."

"Thank you." Zhou Shou secretly exhaled.

"The Yang family is as flawless as a diamond in my heart. If I want to get in touch with people like An Sen or Ai Wa, I know that the Yang family will definitely be dragged into the water. It's not a bad thing to stop here..." Yang Jin slowly Turning around, "Interpol should think of a way to help you get rid of this identity. If you need my cooperation, you can tell me directly."

"Thank you." Zhou Cho smiled lightly.

"Don't you ask me who is the culprit in your mother's car accident?"

Zhou Cho shook his head and said, "It's not important anymore."

His mother has passed away, no matter what answer Zhou Cho gets, the fact of losing her cannot be changed.Knowing that answer might actually make him more troubled and even burdened.

But what Zhou Cho didn't expect was that in just one night, some things would be different.

He heard the vibrating sound of his mobile phone in a daze, and when he turned it on, it was only 05:30 in the morning.

It's Leslie calling.

"Leslie... so early, what's the matter?" Zhou Chou couldn't even open his eyes.

But when the other party spoke the news in his usual cold voice, Zhou Cho woke up completely.

"Gwen is dead."

"What?" Zhou Cho sat up abruptly.

His whole body trembled, some force fell from a height and almost crushed him.

He wondered if he was having a nightmare.His breathing was stagnant, and his chest was full of crushed ice.

"When he was driving near George Street last night, he happened to run into a red light. Someone shot through the window and hit him in the head. He went very quickly and should not have suffered any pain."

Zhou Cho was still there in a daze.Gwen is dead?

"Can you say that again……"

On the other end of the phone, Leslie exhaled slightly, "Gwen is dead."

This is not the first time Zhou Cho has experienced the death of a colleague or superior.But Gwen...he is a very reliable captain, has a calm judgment and puts the lives of his subordinates first, and has extremely rich experience.Of course... and because of this, the number of people who want him dead is countless.

"Who...did it?" After a long time, Zhou Cho asked subconsciously.

Zhou Cho knew he had asked a stupid question.It was not anyone who killed him, but the profession of "Interpol".

"If you ask who is the most suspect, I would say Red Scorpion." Leslie's voice could not hear any ups and downs, except for the bone-chilling coolness.

Red Scorpion is a person who has a vengeance. Last time in Las Vegas...Gwen took someone to take away his palace.Although he was not caught, it was definitely a provocation, and the red scorpion would definitely reciprocate, and this repayment must be bloody.

"What about the funeral?"

"Neither you nor I can participate. Others will take care of it, don't worry. Liszt also feels that your situation is very dangerous, and the organization is looking for a way to get you out."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Cho leaned on the pillow and stared at the huge room in a daze.

What is all this for?Is it worth it?They couldn't get rid of a big family like Lorenzo, they couldn't deal with Eva directly, and they couldn't destroy MASSIVE.That dark world is there, no matter how hard they try, it cannot be destroyed.That being the case, what is all this for?

"Gwen..." Zhou Cho gritted his teeth.This guy, he has a wife and kids.

This guy took good care of him and treated him like his brother.

When the alarm clock at the bedside rang, Zhou Cho went to Yang's to work as usual.For a day he pretended he wasn't sad, and when the day went by he felt like he was going to break down.

When he left the office, Leslie was waiting for him outside the door.

"Let's have a drink together."

Leslie's position is Young's chief information officer.There are not many opportunities for him to meet Zhou Zhao.

"it is good."

The two had a great understanding, drove to the convenience store, bought two plastic bags of beer, and went to a baseball field.

They sat in the audience and opened the cans.

Zhou Cho took a big gulp.Beer used to be his favorite drink, but becoming Dean?After Yang, he was more exposed to champagne and red wine.

"There are no lights, no spectators, and no competition. No one knows what we paid for, and for what. This is Interpol." Zhou Choo sneered, and a can of beer soon ran out.

"Yeah." Leslie drank slowly.He is very intellectual.His intelligence is completely different from the intellectual demeanor that Anson showed.Leslie's temperament is more pure.

"Leslie, in fact, you should be excellent even if you don't do work related to information technology. For example... be a model or a movie star."

The darkness obscured the contours of Leslie's face, making it hazy and mysterious.

Leslie is one of the few good-looking men among Yang's executives. Even the public relations manager is a pity. If Leslie shoots a print advertisement for Yang, it will be very attractive.

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm used to it." Leslie turned his head slightly, his face was never sad or confused, and he seemed very sure of everything he did.

"I can't help but think, what if that bullet didn't kill Gwen but me? I always thought that my current situation was already very dangerous, but I forgot that someone is actually more dangerous than me." Zhou Choi sucked In one breath, "Because Gwen has forgotten even the danger."

Tonight, the sky is pitch black, without a single light.

Zhou Choo drank happily.

Leslie was not a talkative person, Zhou Cho drank all the beer in the bag, and he tightened his suit jacket, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Well, go to sleep."

"I remember that I was afraid of the dark when I was young. Now I suddenly feel that the dark is a good thing... because then others can't see me...including those who want to kill me..."

In such silence, Zhou Thou's tense nerves relaxed, and he sank quickly.

Leslie took off her coat and threw it over him.

At that moment, his movements stopped there, as if he was feeling Zhou Cho's breathing, or observing his sleeping expression.

Leslie turned his face slightly, and his lips stopped there when he was about to touch the chip, and time seemed to freeze because of it.

He sat up straight again, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will always watch you."

They stayed at the ballpark until midnight before leaving.

The news of Gwen's death was silently accepted by the New York office, but everyone knew that the pain was hidden there, and it could be devastating at any time.

Although he missed the trip to Sri Lanka two days ago, Zhou Chou still has to fly over to the subsidiary there this weekend.Marin was still extremely excited, looking out the window of the plane, looking forward to seeing "a tear from the Indian peninsula".

After they arrived in Colombo, the capital, Zhou Tzu stretched his waist and said to Marin: "After sending the luggage to the hotel, let's go nearby and have fun."

"Go play? Don't you go to the subsidiary company first?"

Zhou Choo patted the magazine on Marin's face, "Fool. The subsidiary company is there, and it won't go bankrupt in a short time. Of course, enjoy it!"

Zhou Chou has never been a sentimental person, but since Gwen's sudden death made him think of the impermanence of life, if there is a chance, he should learn to let go in a timely manner and make himself happy occasionally.

"Great, I have a lot of places I want to go! Like the Deshivira Zoo, the Holy Foot Mountain, the ancient city of Polonnaruwa..." Marin suddenly shut up halfway through speaking, as if he had made a mistake The way things look.

"Why didn't you say it?" Zhou Zhao asked with a smile.

"We're here to work, to play...just incidentally..."

"Really? I brought you here just to play." Zhou Cho put his arms around Marin's shoulders. He was half a head shorter than Zhou Cho, but he always liked to keep his head down. Can the rough stone last a week?"

When I stepped off the plane, I felt the soft and warm sunlight of Sri Lanka. This ancient city has a history of 500 years.

They first took a taxi to a five-star hotel.Sri Lanka is a developing country, and the urban construction is not as modern as New York, so the furnishings in the hotel are relatively old, but the courtyards surrounded by coconut trees and shrubs have a unique flavor.As soon as you go out, you can step on the soft white sand, and the sea waves are constantly gusts of sea breeze. Zhou Chou is wearing a casual T-shirt and opens his arms to feel it.Stopping is a kind of enjoyment in itself.

Marin was walking in the Decivila Zoo, wearing a hat made of leaves on his head, looking at the animals intently like a child, and Zhou Chou was able to snap a few photos of him with his mobile phone.Looking at Ma Lin in the picture, Zhou Cho suddenly felt that time was turned back, and everything went back to the moment when Ma Lin was sitting under a tree and drawing in middle school.

"Hey! Look, Mr. Yang! That's the Butterfly Garden!" When Ma Lin excitedly called Zhou Choo "Mr. Yang", he couldn't even react.

The shrubs in the garden are layered on top of each other, and the flowers are in various shapes.Gently fiddle with the flowers, and butterflies fly out in an instant, making people confused which are butterflies and which are flowers in this garden.Zhou Tuo flashed a smile, looking at the garden was like seeing himself.

"I don't like you like this." Marin came to Zhou Cho's side at some point.

"what happened?"

"Because...Mr. Yang's expression is as if he doesn't belong to this world. You are just a bystander. You can see all this, but you can't keep it in your heart. What's the matter? Mr. Yang... Is it because of me? Is it because the Red Scorpion threatened you with something?"