Volume 10 – Chapter 23: The Highlight
Company ‘Lominster Leighton’ was one of the world’s top ten military industry companies, the behemoth in its industry.
As for this young talent, he followed the Columbian Language Exchange Group to this place. Interestingly, the Leighton family put this young talent in the guise of a member of the language exchange group.
“A private Satellite Launch & Rocket Technology Development Agreement?”
After listening to You Ye’s narration, Boss Luo began to ponder. For some reason, the performance at the stage paused at this time.
The maid smiled slightly, “The person who will be discussing this matter privately with the Leighton family seems to be an important member of the opposition party in this country.”
Boss Luo nodded. He raised his eyebrows and said, “I heard that the current president of this country was impeached for corruption not long ago, but he has survived.”
“That should be related to the country’s minerals mining and oil resources. The Leighton family seems interested in the country’s economic lifeline. After all, it is one of the BRIC countries with abundant resources and a superior geographic location,” the maid added.
Boss Luo nodded. At this moment, he swiped his palm randomly in front of him. Three oval panels emerged.
Boss Luo glanced at the men who were sleeping in the backseat again and said in interest, “I wonder if Song Haoran’s mission is related to this matter? Well… It’s meaningless to figure out everything all at once. Let’s slowly pay attention to the next development. But…”
“En?” The maid cast a curious look.
Luo Qiu smiled, “Don’t you think fate is interesting? My father was a policeman who was committed to his job and sacrificed his life in his duty. But, his brother became the head of a mercenary abroad, committing evil deeds and killing indiscriminately.”
It was majestic and high-spirited.
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The team called the ‘Iris’ leader – the Father; he was Song Haoran’s father. Of course, Song Haoran also called his father the same way as everyone else.
During the interlude, Song Haoran left his seat. The initially planned time for the operation had already passed. O’Neill suspended his actions. He naturally saw Lluvia’s gesture.
Song Haoran noticed there was no one else in the bathroom. So he quickly replaced the phone’s chip with another one.
Song Haoran was taken aback, then his expression became solemn, “Who? How many bombs are there? What about our action this time?”
Song Tianyou seemed to know the time was pressing, so he spoke faster, “It’s not our employer. The bomb this time seems to be the work of some armed groups. This concert is mainly to improve the diplomatic relations between Brazil and neighboring countries. Consuls from several other countries are also present.”
After listening to Song Haoran, he rubbed his eyebrows, “Is it the group of lunatics who’re short of weapons and manpower? But I’m not so sure about the bomb. Though, it’s the style of those guys. We’re quite lucky to be disturbed by them.”
“According to our intelligence, the bombs installed this time are enough to blow up the entire theater. No matter what, you need to evacuate immediately.” Song Tianyou said quickly, “I will personally explain the situation to the employer. Moreover, if the explosion directly kills the target, it saves us a lot of effort.”
Chapter Three had already begun when Song Haoran was talking with the Father. However, amidst the loud orchestra, Song Haoran suddenly heard a scream.
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In one of the rows of seats in the packed theater, a handsome man kept apologizing. In the end, he finally managed to sit next to a woman in a red evening dress, Lluvia.
“Hmph, you’re just a dog wearing a human’s outfit?” Lluvia replied impatiently.
O’Neill was surprised immediately, “The military advisor said that ‘idiom’ is used to describe a gentleman. I must have looked good.”
“Father!?” O’Neill blinked.
Things that the Father sorted out tended to be complicated. Just as O’Neill was about to speak, the person at the back of his seat patted his shoulder.
O’Neill glanced subconsciously. That person cast a blaming gaze and made a silent gesture as if hinting: Please be quiet in the theater.
The theather turned quiet at this moment. All the audience was staring at the conductor of the orchestra. The conductor had fallen to the floor at this time, looking motionless.
A cellist in the orchestra hurriedly walked to the conductor’s side, wanting to assess the situation. However, when he helped the conductor up, he saw that the conductor’s white shirt was already dyed red!
Someone shot the conductor to death at the pinnacle of the symphony!
Ah~!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honor to inform you that you have been kidnapped!”
The sound reverberated in the theater. Somehow, the sound of acoustics hadn’t yet faded!
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“It turns out that there is a third party participating in this.”
At the VIP room, Boss Luo followed the source of the sound seemingly coming from all directions. In the end, he fixed his eyes on a room directly above the stage.
