Gold Bodyguard [Interstellar]

Laura, the editor-in-chief of Omar Political Network, was assassinated and shot three times, dying.

This eye-catching headline occupied the headlines of major news websites, and even the traditional paper media such as the Avana Daily gave it a place. For a while, public opinion was in an uproar and the public sentiment was boiling.

Before the assassination, Luo La had clearly satirized the special operations forces for doing whatever they wanted, saying that with such a so-called planetary security agency, the citizens of the entire Avana planet would not be able to sleep peacefully. Government agents disdain democracy and human rights and assassinate citizens at will. Who are they? next goal?Who can guarantee that he will not be next?The wording of this article is rigorous, the language is simple and concise, the point of view is sharp and clear, and the title "Who is next" is deafening. It can be said that it is the most perfect work of Luo La's career. There were close to [-] comments in just two hours.

And now, Lola was assassinated.

There is no need for guidance at all, and the public opinion is directed at the special operations forces. Jeffrey was even thrown eggs and tomatoes when he entered and exited the special operations forces. A few hours later, he angrily issued a statement, saying that Lola's assassination had nothing to do with the special operations forces , The reputation of the Special Operations Forces cannot be tarnished, and any irresponsible remarks will be punished as they should.A reporter asked sharply on the spot, don't citizens even have the right to guess freely now?Some people simply said that your government agents are best at killing people and erasing traces. This fluffy rhetoric is really unconvincing.One question after another made Jeffery overwhelmed, his face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't get off the stage at all.

A brief reception ended hastily, and the situation was even worse than before the reception, regardless of the desired effect. Jeffrey knew this clearly.

Next to the reception room, Liv wore a blue work permit around her neck, and came out of the men's room slowly, whistling. Just in time, a man walked to the door of the toilet. Seeing Liv coming out, he couldn't help but look up at the toilet sign suspiciously. Liv patted the man on the shoulder, stopped whistling, and said kindly, "Dude, you read that right, go in, be careful not to choke your bladder."

The man walked into the toilet dubiously, walked to the last spacious compartment, and opened the compartment door. He was stunned by the crooked people lying on the ground, and none of these people had work permits around their necks.

After leaving the reception room, Jeffrey returned to the office and was furious, yelling at the planner of the reception: "Didn't you say that only five old-fashioned paper media will come? What kind of goods are here today?"

The planner was also at a loss: "Those people are reporters from some small news websites that are not popular. I definitely didn't invite them. In theory, they can't get in without a pass."

Jeffrey slapped the table and shouted: "Then who gave them their passes!"

The planner was at a loss: "I will definitely check it out."

Jeffery stared darkly into the planner's eyes, and said coldly: "If my boss makes me feel bad, you must not think about it, get out."

***

In a VIP ward of Omar Hospital, the big man and another bodyguard stood on both sides of the door of the ward, and Lyle stood in the ward with Edworth and Brian.

Luo La has just been out of danger, and is still wearing a ventilator. She can't speak, and she can't even listen to them. The doctor said that she can only visit for 10 minutes at most.

Lyle bent down and grabbed Lola's hand outside the quilt and shook it lightly, then carefully stuffed it into the quilt, approached Lola and said softly, "It's safe here, even the window glass sniper bullets can't break through. Good bodyguard, I promise, no one will hurt you again."

Laura's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her eyes were still clear, as if she was comforting Lyle.

Lyle bent even lower, and lightly pressed his lips on Laura's forehead, "Laura, you are a brave reporter."

When he was most confused, he found his direction from Laura. Laura dared to persist in her ideas and risked herself for her dreams. It was also from then on that he made up his mind to live the life he wanted to live and decided to save Mr. Jasper. After the reputation, he left Fluorite and lived a free life with Kane.It's just that the reality is always unsatisfactory. Accidents and truths uncovered layer by layer emerge one after another. He left Yingshi and came back again. Freedom never belonged to him.

Now, his father's reputation is restored, but more mysteries need to be unraveled. In order to solve these mysteries, he lost Kane, which almost broke him. He always knew that he loved Kane, but until Kaine He didn't know how much he loved him until En died. Compared with Kane, all the mysteries seemed insignificant, he didn't care, all he wanted now was revenge.Hidden in the deepest part of his heart, he actually hoped that a bullet would fly out of nowhere, but in the end he no longer had the life he expected.

——Kane's death took away his soul, and in this life, he will never get the kind of freedom he wanted again.

But he still thanked Laura for the inspiration and help he had brought to him.

"Thank you." Lyle kissed Laura's forehead again.

***

It was already evening when Liv came back from the outside, she took off her jacket and bulletproof vest and threw them to Brian, asking casually, "Where's Lyle?"

"In Kane's collection room." Brian pouted in the direction of the weapon storage room helplessly.

Liv knocked on the door for a full minute, almost impatient, and Lyle in the collection room said, "Come in."

As soon as Liv opened the door, she saw Lyle holding a 1.75-1cm long machine gun. The black muzzle was facing her. Liv smiled half-smile: "This gun weighs [-]kg. The way you hold it No, this posture puts too much burden on the arm muscles, and within an hour, there will be a [-]-deviation in shooting.”

Lyle put the gun back on the wall and asked lightly, "What are you looking for?"

"Kane has so many collections, you don't need to buy weapons at high prices from arms dealers, these guys are enough for us."

"This is sweetheart's stuff. You don't have to think about them. I will supply your weapons, so you don't need to worry." After a pause, Lyle added, "Don't touch any of the guns here, any."

Liv licked her lips, her eyes glowing: "There are a lot of good products here that are hard to buy on the black market."

Lyle had no expression on his face, but just looked at Liv fixedly, his eyes full of warning.

Liv finally let go and rolled her eyes: "I promise, I won't touch these babies like Kane."

Lyle was noncommittal, and asked again: "What are you looking for?"

"Cameron sent word that he had a list of Avana's spy agents sent to the planets."

Lyle's expression didn't fluctuate, as if he had expected this for a long time: "Oh? How much does he want?"

"5000 interstellar coins."

"I'm not interested in letting him keep the list for himself."

Liv was a little surprised: "You don't want this list? If this list is made public, the spies and agents in Awana will be wiped out, and the special operations force will be severely damaged, and they won't be able to recover within ten years."

"It will also lead to planetary disputes, and Avana will become the target of public criticism." Lyle said, "From the perspective of Fluorite, I will not do this."

After a pause, Lyle said: "But I won't spend money to buy it and destroy it. I can't control how Cameron will deal with this list, publish it himself or find another buyer."

"You think too much." Liv murmured, "But now the special operations force is on the verge of collapse, even if we don't do anything, those 'Wake-up' guys will spare no effort to destroy it, and it won't be long before the special operations force will It will completely lose the hearts of the people."

"It's not enough to change the captain and change the manager." Lyle's blue eyes narrowed, looking extremely dark and bottomless, "I want them to disappear completely."

Liv touched her chin, and looked at Lyle hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Lyle asked.

"From what you've said, I think we still need that list."

Lyle took a gun from the wall and said as he walked towards the door: "Let's make a bet, I bet Cameron will make that list public, not sell it."

"Why are you so sure?" Liv chased after her, "Do you know something I don't?"

"Ten thousand interstellar coins, bet or not?"

"It's hypocrisy. You already guessed that Cameron would announce the list, right? You said it so high-soundingly that I thought you really cared about Avana's safety."

Lyle didn't say yes or no, but just asked Liv, "Are you betting or not?"

"Don't gamble!" Liv gritted her teeth, "Has anyone told you that you are becoming more and more annoying?"

"Now." Lyle shrugged, "I'm going to the basement shooting room, don't bother me."