Capítulo 895: Chapter 895: That’s Right, It’s Me
The man in black brought lunch to He Jingyao.
He Jingyao picked up his knife and fork, just about to eat, when suddenly, the screen in the center of the living room lit up.
“Mr. He.” Lawrence saw him and was quite pleased, “You’re not taking a nap yet, that’s great.”
“What’s going on?” He Jingyao looked at him.
“The action plan you showed me this morning, I think there are some issues.” Lawrence put on his glasses, looking at the document in his hand, frowning, “Why do I feel that this plan has many more loopholes than the previous three?”
He Jingyao paused for a moment, then smiled and said, “Really? I’m all ears.”
“Hard to say, it’s just my feeling.” Lawrence shook his head slightly, “In the previous three actions, you gave them some margin for error, but this one has no margin for error at all, in other words, no contingency plan. If any link goes wrong, it will be a total failure.”
Lawrence said, putting down the document, looking at He Jingyao, his expression still gentle, but with a hostile look: “Can you give me an explanation?”
He Jingyao smiled slightly: “I’m just implementing your request.”
“My request?” Lawrence’s tone became even gentler, even wearing a smile, but his gaze turned cold, “When did I make such a request?”
“You said, without casualties, there’s no way to create enough panic.” He Jingyao curled his lips, “I totally agree with that.”
Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then the smile on his face was completely wiped away as if by a giant hand.
“Mr. He.” His tone was extremely cold, “It seems you don’t intend to continue cooperating with me?”
“Cooperation?” He Jingyao thought for a moment, then laughed, “It seems like there was never such a thing, right? Only control and counter-control.”
Lawrence flared up, just about to speak, when suddenly, the place he was in shook violently, and the screen wobbled intensely!
“What’s happening?” He immediately turned his head, asking his subordinate beside him in a rapid tone using Language A.
The subordinate spoke even faster, permeated with panic.
Lawrence was furious, looking at He Jingyao on the screen, his voice extremely cold: “Is it you? He Jingyao, you…”
Before he could finish speaking, his whole body was violently shaken again, and the screen instantly went black.
He Jingyao looked at the black screen in front of him, faintly curling his lips: “That’s right, it’s me.”
Faint gunshots came from outside the door. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveIꜰire.net
Listening for a while, He Jingyao simply walked to the dining table, picked up his knife and fork, and continued his lunch.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was finally kicked open, and a group of people cautiously entered.
At the forefront were Pei Yuanchen and Feng Qian.
“Sir!” Feng Qian’s tone was extremely excited.
“You’re here?” He Jingyao raised an eyebrow.
Pei Yuanchen put away his gun, looking at He Jingyao with a dissatisfied expression: “I say, you still have the appetite to eat? Aren’t you afraid it’s poisoned?”
Only then did He Jingyao put down his knife and fork, wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, sipped a bit of lemon water, then stood up, grabbed his coat, and faintly curled his lips: “Let’s go.”
Pei Yuanchen was dumbfounded by his seamless actions.
“Damn…” he muttered a curse under his breath.
“Thanks for your hard work.” He gave Pei Yuanchen a glance, then turned his gaze to Feng Qian, “Is anyone injured?”
“No! There weren’t many guards outside the manor; after all, they are short-staffed.” Feng Qian replied respectfully.
Pei Yuanchen looked at his back, after a long time, finally muttered discontentedly: “Damn… I’m not your subordinate.”