Chapter 66: I Love Assassination (1/2)

Chapter 66: I Love Assassination

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Slender had his eyes fixed on the security camera. His sight wafted through the hologram in the monitor, of an image projecting the accommodation of that old man Xu. He observed meticulously. He was trying his very best to discern the appearance of every passerby near Xu’s place, especially those who happened to be in that old man’s proximity, just to identify if they were knitted together. He was devoted and held initiatives towards his job. He knew that the authority assigned him to this job instead of others because of such good nature he had.

I’ll find those nasty rats out, by then, I’ll-

A hand covered his mouth out of the blue. Stiffness had skimmed down his neck before he could react. Splashes of blood gushed out from him. Are those my old blood? No… No way… Slender was horrified as he struggled, wriggling helplessly through the cold hand gripping him like a wrench. I can’t die! I can’t die just yet! He bawled in his mind but he was already losing control of his body by that moment.

The stiffness strangling his neck remained like a freezing breeze, slowly consuming his stamina as he bled profusely. Oozes of pain blinded him, as he went unconscious and finally stopped moving soon after.

Not till he was utterly dead Ye Chong would be letting the man go.

He tossed Slender to the ground.

He turned away and was going to run, yet… That door is such a nuisance. It was a problem for Ye Chong because it was made out of metal and he could not simply break a metallic door without alarming anyone in the building. Fortunately, the white wall before him prompted some ideas. It was a wall of thermoplastic composite, having a thickness about 10 centimeters and an effective noise absorber. It is only thicker than the heavy metallic door by 2 to 3 centimeters but way better. Who doesn’t like walls with noise absorption property? Especially strong ones like this. It comes in handy.

Firstly, he went downstairs to the lobby and had set security cameras in all 21 floors of the building to sleep mode. Of course, such a tech-savvy task would be of Mu’s responsibility. He then returned to Room 065 at the highest floor.

The dagger which Gu Shaoze gave Ye Chong as a gift had never left his body since then.

He pulled out the dagger and measured the thickness in comparison to the wall. Thup! A stab into the wall. He had to admit that the noise-absorbing ability of the thermoplastic composite wall was outstanding. Not even the slightest sound was heard when he launched that dagger of his. It was rather sturdy too considering that Ye Chong took quite a lot of effort to fully insert the dagger.

The highest floor was completely off-limits it seemed, probably a special request from the dead man, judging by how there was literally nobody else in the walkway. Fantastic! That was an additional advantage for Ye Chong’s escape.

Ugh! Ugh…

He was slicing through the wall laboriously as he would never want to alert anyone nearby with the screeches he could possibly make if he went too fast. He maintained his speed cautiously. He could feel the hardness of the wall gradually wearing off the strength of his hand. Oh the amount of friction on his palm! It was tough. Throughout the process, the swishes made by his dagger could be faintly heard. Ye Chong was very confident that if he were to stay farther from the wall, he would hear nothing.

I swear I would never use thermoplastic composite for my walls when I build my house in future; I would be killed in my sleep before I even wake up with such security it offers.

The pressure on the dagger had lifted. Yes! Ye Chong was excited. All he needed was a gentle push to the piece he cut off to the front. Wait! Wait! Wait! He ran to catch the falling piece before it landed with a loud thump. The person in the room before him was still facing his back to Ye Chong. It seemed like he did not alert anyone in there. Phew! He sighed.

Okay, now to the second task in the list…

He walked by the fainted man. His eyes were more interested in the monitor on the table than some dead man lying on the floor. He fiddled with the settings on the monitor, trying to get something.

There was no time for him to look through the directory. Time was precious. He pressed a few buttons and ejected the microchip. He slid the chip into his pocket and began frisking the slender guy on the floor. A few belongings he believed to contain the man’s identity were stolen.

Ye Chong rushed downstairs and hit the lobby again. This time he deleted all his involvement off the record at the self-service processor as soon as he arrived.

He exited the building and warped F-58 out from the alternate dimension.

He observed the lawn outside the foundation as he plotted another round of trespassing. The Hawkeye, a model of mech specialized for reconnaissance, had a diminutive body compared to other models, of a mere length about 6 meters, coated with a unique kind of painting, which changed its color according to surroundings, allowing effective camouflage. The killer feature of the Hawkeye was the pair of ”antennas” on its head stranding to the back, which tremendously boosts its scope of scanning and capacity of impulse-receiving. It also came with an extremely powerful scanning and anti-detection system. High mobility, great speed and overwhelming length of battery life offered by its exclusive battery, though in return it had to sacrifice its durability. To fit in the battery, the armor had to be much thinner. With such lackluster thickness, one hit would finish the machine off. There was not much of possibility for it to fight back too, considering its weak firepower.