"The decision is in your hands. I'm only suggesting, whether to do it or not is up to you. As long as this matter is prepared appropriately, it will not leave any traces. If necessary, you can say the sniper said it himself, then silence him. For the nation's interests and for yourself, so things must be done." Luo Zheng continued speaking impassively, but these words seed to penetrate Steve's heart like a captivating sound.
As the national security chief, a Law Enforcer, Steve regarded safeguarding national security as his highest belief. His wife's betrayal, his subordinates' betrayal, the nation's disgrace—everything made Steve angry, self-critical, wishing to drag the killer out imdiately and reveal the truth to the public. But ti waits for no one—can the killer be caught in four days?
Thinking about this, Steve couldn't help but shake his head. A sophisticated sniper assassination case made him realize the adversary's cunning, not easy to deal with. If Luo Zheng's plan is followed, it could potentially incite conflict between nations, even ethnicities. This isn't sothing he can decide. After pondering, Steve's expression gradually fird up as he said, "I can't decide this matter alone, but I will report it."
Given the gravity of the situation, a security chief naturally couldn't make such decisions alone. All Luo Zheng needed was the counterpart's attitude. With the host nation's intelligence, they could certainly see the benefits of this plan. Even if it's ineffective afterwards and the target can't be found, at least it diverts public anger and accounts to other nations. This account may lack substantial things but represents an attitude, which is very important in international gas.
What needed to be said had been said. What happens next was up to Steve, or rather the nation. Luo Zheng didn't want to stay, and after requesting to return, Steve did not refuse. Steve personally drove Luo Zheng back to the villa entrance and returned to the hospital.
Luo Zheng entered the villa, everyone greeted him, their expressions somber. A comrade had sacrificed, making everyone feel ill-at-ease, especially the other Zhongnanhai bodyguards, who looked at Luo Zheng intently. Luo Zheng understood their feelings and thoughts, pondered for a mont, and said, "I've caught the killer; he's severely injured and currently being treated in the hospital, still of value. Rest assured, I will avenge our fallen brother, I swear."
The Zhongnanhai bodyguards managed to force so smiles of gratitude and dispersed. Soldiers die on the battlefield as long as it's worthwhile; everyone can accept it. Hong ihua whispered, "The body was taken for cremation; Xue Er is tracking this matter, and the President is in the room. He asked you to go up."
"Okay, notify everyone to be careful; the enemy will stop at nothing." Luo Zheng said in a low voice, glancing at the second floor, taking a deep breath, and hurriedly went upstairs.
Upon reaching the second-floor presidential parlor, Luo Zheng knocked and entered, finding the President reviewing files with staff and several officials present. Luo Zheng could only smile apologetically, saying, "You're busy, I'll co back later."
"Co in, the eting's over." The President said with a smile, glancing at the high officials, who understood and got up, departing with so staff.
Luo Zheng stepped aside for the door, promptly closed it after everyone left, walked inside, saluted, but the President waved, saying, "No need for formalities, sit down, tell the situation, what's going on?"
"Yes." Luo Zheng agreed quickly, carefully recounting the situation in full without mixing personal feelings or analysis, even ntioning his plan to incite Steve. He finally supplented, "President, that's roughly the situation. The killer will stop at nothing, clearly intent on killing . First ca Yin Country's snake assassination, now the sniper; who knows what's next? I suggest you conclude the eting quickly and return ho, so we can retaliate more freely."
"Don't worry about ; such a small matter won't scare . Instead, watch yourself. This is no longer simply a national dispute but also involves personal vendettas—vicious and insidious ans stopping at nothing. However, your plan with Steve was good; you're quite cunning." The President laughed as he spoke, showing no fear or reluctance.
Luo Zheng knew persuading the President was futile, but felt anxious. His death didn't matter, but the President mustn't co to any harm. Arrangents involved many public appearances—high assassination risk for the President. It seed only proactive strikes disrupting Jackson's plans and rhythm would work.
"Your plan is decent, but the host nation's President may have concerns and might not adopt it—looks like I'll have to apply pressure myself. We lost our n, and this responsibility falls on the host nation. The last mistaken assassination, that national President, and I have a good personal relationship. I'll call him, let him pressure the host nation—this should work. Go ahead and get busy." The President, seemingly seeing through Luo Zheng's thoughts, said calmly but with decisive montum, commanding respect.
"Yes." Luo Zheng agreed and left the parlor, closing the door, to see Lan Xue return with the ashes of the unexpectedly sniped comrade. The Guard captain went up, accepted the ashes, feeling heavy, tears in his tiger eyes, emitting a chilling murderous aura.
The comrade's sacrifice filled the captain with anger and self-bla, more so hatred for the killer. Lan Xue softly consoled him. The country's warm and humid climate ant the body couldn't be stored for long, so cremation was best. Luo Zheng didn't oppose the decision, went downstairs, exchanged glances with Lan Xue, patted the captain's shoulder, and said, "The deceased is gone, can't return. We need to avenge him."
"No doubt about it, the brothers are simring—just awaiting your orders." The squad leader said coldly.
"Excellent, hold that anger in; there'll be an outburst mont. Tell the brothers; I'll rember this grudge, won't dare forget it, will certainly avenge our fallen brother. Everyone needs to be vigilant, things may be restless, do your duty, don't let hatred cloud your judgnt." Luo Zheng seriously instructed.
"Don't worry, we know what to do," The squad leader replied, turned with the comrade's ashes, walked away heavily, like a suppressing volcano, ready to burst with earth-shattering fury.
"Did you get the family's consent?" Luo Zheng glanced at Lan Xue, asking quietly.
"Got their consent. Who would dare cremate without it?" Lan Xue replied quietly, feeling somber, gauging Luo Zheng, secretly relieved seeing he wasn't hurt, and continued, "Heard about the sniper incident—was startled. Thank goodness you're unhard; those bastards are too despicable, must retaliate."
"Indeed." Luo Zheng saw Steve return, knowing the President's pressure worked, delightedly realizing that if Steve acted by his plan, Jackson's plan would be shattered. Luo Zheng clenched his fist, eyes lit with battle spirit, softly saying, "Ti to strike back."
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