Amidst the chaos of the scene, all the bodyguards and servants were crowded together in a jumble—because they were attending a banquet hosted by the Sleepless Night Family, no one's bodyguards or servants were carrying excessively powerful weapons.
Each bodyguard only had the simplest standard-issue batons, and on top of that, all alchemical creations were temporarily unusable… Everyone was now feeling extrely insecure.
"Who is it?!"
"Damn it, don't co near ! Stay away!"
In the midst of the pandemonium, President Paris's face also wore an expression of utter shock.
Paris naturally knew that the "Great Wastelander" over there was Sleepless Sky Huoming's arrangent; these people were even ones he had personally placed inside the exhibition hall beforehand, hidden at the bottom of the gift boxes—having operated in the Great Wasteland for many years, Sleepless Sky Huoming not only commanded great authority within the Pioneer Team but also maintained good relations with many Great Wasteland tribes.
Although Sleepless City internally had been strenuously portraying Great Wastelanders as dangerous, savage, crazy, and impossible to communicate with, anyone who had personally been to the Great Wasteland and understood it deeply knew that while the people of the Great Wasteland tribes were indeed savage and dangerous, they were also capable of communication!
But…
Apart from Sleepless Sky Huoming's hidden card, what Paris had never expected was that Sleepless Sky Huoxing had also created an "accident"—even the Alchemy Array had experienced an "anomaly"!
This left Paris utterly confused about whether this was Furbollo's arrangent or not.
If this wasn't Furbollo's arrangent, then how could these "accidents" be so advantageous to him?
And if all of this was calculated by Furbollo… how on earth did he do it?!
When did this guy get connected with Sleepless Sky Huoxing, and how did he manage to obtain higher privileges than even Sleepless Sky Huole on the Sleepless Night Family's internal defensive "Alchemy Array"?
President Paris's mind was a tangled ss.
Most importantly, he himself had prepared a script to create further chaos—should he still perform it now?
In President Paris's original plan, he had arranged for one of his subordinates to pretend to assassinate him, using that to cause chaos, divert attention and security forces, thereby creating an opportunity for Furbollo to carry out the assassination.
But with the scene already in such disarray, was it really still necessary?
Just as President Paris was wrestling with this dilemma, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.
"Damn, I didn't give the signal!"
Paris cursed, about to turn around and reprimand the subordinate who had acted without orders, when he suddenly realized sothing was wrong.
The location of this stab was a bit too fatal!
And also… the assassin wasn't the person he had arranged, but his most trusted…
"Stiller, you?!"
Blood gushed from Paris's mouth and nose as he stared at Stiller, whose eyes held coldness and hatred, and suddenly understood.
"You're not Stiller, it's you!"
"That's right, Paris, it's !"
The "Stiller" holding the dagger said coldly, knocking down two Security Departnt mbers who had lunged at him.
"Punkdo Von Valetti sends his regards. This stab is for Coleman!"
President Paris staggered and fell to the ground, the surrounding nobles erupting into screams.
"Soone's been assassinated!"
The scene beca even more chaotic.
As if a chain reaction, among the crowd, a servant suddenly erupted into violence, charging towards the area where the nobles of the rcury Family were gathered—though this ti he didn't succeed, he just ended up brawling with those bodyguards.
Two battle zones made the scene exceptionally chaotic and noisy.
Paris lay on the ground, gasping heavily.
"So that's it… I've been outsmarted by Furbollo too! The Great Wastelander that Sleepless Sky Huoming had brought back was actually that bastard Pang Kedo all along!"
"He really holds a grudge—I thought the train incident was all water under the bridge!"
"But, if Stiller is Pang Kedo, then where is the real Stiller?!"
…
At the sa ti, inside the Public Security Bureau, Bureau Director Dyke stared at the field on the information input machine that persistently displayed "Identity match unsuccessful, no information for this personnel entered," falling into confusion.
"What ga are you playing, Furbollo?!"
The "Furbollo" sitting in front of the machine glanced at the clock on the wall, estimated that the timing was about right, and finally broke his silence, speaking slowly.
"Is it possible that I'm not Furbollo at all, and you've arrested the wrong person?"
Hearing this, Bureau Director Dyke laughed in extre anger. "Is this your strategy, Furbollo? Using special ans to fool the machine, then claiming you're not Furbollo?"
"Am I blind?"
"Furbollo" shook his head.
"No, of course you're not blind, it's just… you really have mistaken my identity."
He said sincerely, and then a drop of liquid rolled down his face, dripping onto the floor.
It was a drop of ink.
Soon, more and more ink drops fell onto the floor, revealing a thin face, azure blue eyes, and golden hair.
"I am Stiller, leader of the Truth Corporation Security Departnt's Delta Team, currently on a special mission, Bureau Director Dyke—do you realize that your indiscriminate arrest operation will plunge all those important figures and nobles inside the Sleepless Night Family's banquet hall into danger!"
The machine beeped with a prompt, displaying "Match successful."
Only, the personnel profile that popped up was, of course, exactly as Stiller had just said—belonging to the Truth Corporation's Security Departnt!
Bureau Director Dyke was utterly stunned. "You really aren't Furbollo!"
"Then where is the real Furbollo?!"
…
Inside the exhibition hall, Sleepless Sky Huoming held the box containing the Jadeite Laurel, frowning slightly.
"The Alchemy Array has activated, this is really bad… How should I evacuate?"
Several Great Wastelanders nearby were hamring at the transparent Barrier with hamrs—but Sleepless Sky Huoming knew very well this was futile!
"Furbollo has been taken away by the Public Security Bureau, can his plan still proceed as scheduled… Should I just evacuate first."
"If he fails, that's fine too, I'll save so Jadeite Laurel."
Sleepless Sky Huoming muttered to herself, then suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Sorry about that, I'm afraid you won't be saving any—you can give the Jadeite Laurel leaf now, and I have a way for you to leave."
Hearing this voice, Sleepless Sky Huoming exclaid in surprise, "Furbollo?! Where are you?"
"Bang!"
The response to her was a crisp shattering sound.
The aquarium in the very center of the exhibition hall instantly exploded, water splashing everywhere, the flow spreading in all directions.
Glass and rocks crashed to the ground, making a trendous noise—not only Sleepless Sky Huoming, but even the nobles in the banquet hall once again focused their attention here.
Amidst the flowing water, a figure wearing a top hat and formal attire suddenly appeared.
Lin Yu took off his hat, gave a slight bow, and spoke.
"Ladies and gentlen, this is the second magic show I have prepared—its na is The Great Disappearing and Reappearing Act!"
"And for this magic trick, I have chosen to dedicate it to all the distinguished guests present here. I hope you enjoy it!"
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