Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Assassination Process Was Not Ideal
This unfolding was something he didn't expect.
Although it is indeed reasonable to go undercover to defile themselves and win the trust of criminals.
But when he grew up, he never sinned.
Although it is true that lust is a sin in Christianity, he does not believe in Christianity either.
"Then how am I supposed to sin?" Jiang Lu asked embarrassedly.
"It's easy." Feng Yuanzheng took out a stack of photos and handed them to Jiang Lu: "These are all people who have been at large for a long time in Elysium City but have never been able to find evidence of their crimes, you can pick two random assassinations, and your crime will be stable, and it will be good for you to clear your name afterwards." ”
Jiang Lu looked at the photo with a strange face, and always felt that this taste was a little strange.
But before he could complain, looking at him, he felt that these photos and the introduction above seemed to be even weirder.
The core officials of the Governor's Palace, the management of the oasis group of the chaebol company, the cadres of the defense forces...
The most annoying thing is that there is an old man inside.
It seems that he is still the former minister of the Ministry of Public Security.
Almost everyone is inextricably linked to the Ministry of Public Security.
"Is it really at large or fake at large, why do they all look like the core personnel of Elysium?"
Jiang Lu wanted to say that it looked like you wanted to take the opportunity to suppress the hostile forces, but he didn't dare to say it after all.
"Uh... There will definitely be no problem with the information, you just do it. Feng Yuanzheng's expression was a little unnatural.
However, Jiang Lu didn't bother to dwell on these.
"Okay."
He just brushes the book, and after brushing the book, he will moisten it, and the rest is about him.
......
Since it was an assassination, it had to be carried out in secret.
As the name suggests, it has to be night.
Therefore, Jiang Lu relied on the fingerprint mold provided by Feng Yuanzheng and sneaked into the house of the former minister who looked the best to deal with it early, hid in the closet, took out the butterfly knife handed to him by the heavy artillery, and patiently waited for the prey to come home.
I don't know how long later, through the crack in the door of the wardrobe, it was already pitch black outside, and the silence was so quiet that a pin could be heard.
Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps from far and near outside the bedroom.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and the next moment, the lights were turned on, and a slender woman walked in with a swaying figure.
Jiang Lu was taken aback.
Who's this?
Didn't the information say that the former minister Zhang Peng lived alone?
What shocked him even more was yet to come.
I saw that the woman put the handbag at the head of the bed first, and then took out a set of erotic underwear from the handbag, and then changed it in front of him.
The woman seems to be in her thirties, but the charm still exists, her beautiful face is maintained without a trace of wrinkles, there is no fat on her body, her skin is firm, white and smooth, especially the upturned, which surpasses most people.
But Jiang Lu couldn't be happy at all.
Regardless of who this woman is, the question is how to assassinate now?
Who would have thought that an old man in his sixties would play with such flowers? There is also the leisure elegance of this golden house.
Not to mention anything else, he is worthy of being a former minister of public security, and the secrecy work is really well done.
After changing her clothes, the woman sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her watch, and said to herself: "The phone can't get through, is it a temporary meeting again... It's been going back and forth, and I'll have to come back at eleven or twelve o'clock..."
Jiang Lu in the closet silently glanced at the time.
It's nine o'clock.
In other words, it will take two or three hours for Zhang Peng to come back.
Worse still, either the two of them will be assassinated together, or they will have to find another opportunity to squat in the closet for the night.
However, it is difficult to guarantee that none of them will open the wardrobe, and if they are forced to kill innocent people at that time, Feng Yuanzheng is afraid that it will not end well.
Just as he was depressed, the woman leaned back to the bed a little tiredly.
At first, she still moved a little from time to time, but after a while, she didn't move.
"Asleep?"
Jiang Lu's face was happy.
His intuition told him that if he wanted to run, he had to take advantage of it now.
As for Zhang Peng, count you kid lucky!
Sooner or later, there will be a time when you will be alone!
So, he quietly opened the closet, crept out, then turned around and gently closed the closet, and cautiously walked out.
Just as he was a step away from the hallway outside his bedroom, a frightened cry rang out behind him.
"Who are you and how did you get in?!"
Jiang Lu was stunned and subconsciously turned around.
The woman leaned against the head of the bed, grabbed the pillow and protected it tightly on her chest, with a look of fear.
"Ahh Jiang Lu said embarrassedly.
Who knows, hearing this, the woman actually showed hesitation.
"I don't know... I'm here? ”
She asked tentatively, "You're here for... Minister Zhang's? ”
"Count... Sort of. ”
"Oh~" The woman seemed to have misunderstood something, her expression suddenly became ambiguous, and her face was full of coquettish smiles: "You are the son who said the minister said, who is coming back today, right?" ”
Jiang Lu scratched his head: "Should I be..."
"Hmph." The woman rolled her eyes and said amorously: "Your father has long said that he wants to improve the relationship between father and son with you, and specially asked me to come over to surprise you today. ”
Jiang Lu was silent.
Zhang Peng is really your mother's talent!
This improves the father-son relationship, right?
What is a father-son soldier in battle?
"Ah, I've got something going on right now." Jiang Lu waved his hand like a child who wanted to welcome and refuse the red envelope during the New Year: "I have to go first." ”
"Don't." The woman was anxious when she heard this, jumped off the bed, and crashed into Jiang Lu's arms: "Good ~ let Auntie see how your body is~"
With a squeeze of her hand, the woman's heart suddenly bloomed: "Oh, it's so strong." ”
"Auntie, please respect yourself..."
The woman was unrelenting: "It just so happens that he hasn't come back yet, you can tell your aunt about your contradictions first, if he's wrong, auntie will help you say that he's okay?" ”
“......”
Seeing that Jiang Lu wanted to run away, the woman bit her lip lightly and whispered in Jiang Lu's ear.
Jiang Lu's eyes widened suddenly.
"Can it be like this?! So powerful?! ”
"Hmm," the woman nodded shyly.
"Awesome, Auntie, I suggest taking a shower together first."
The woman grabbed a small piece of meat on Jiang Lu's chest and twisted it gently: "Virtue~"
......
Late at night.
The drunken Zhang Peng returned home with the help of his friends.
While holding Zhang Peng's finger to unlock it, his friend said with relief: "Lao Zhang, don't be too angry, the young man is angry, and your son's words are not aimed at you." ”
"You... You know... What..."
Zhang Peng hiccuped, staggered open the door, couldn't open his eyes, couldn't speak clearly, and still didn't forget to put on a show.
"I'm Lao Tzu, he's relied on... Why talk back! Get out and mix ... It's been two years! Appear... Appear... Now the other way around... Saying mine isn't, he... I used to do those bastard things, but I wasn't... Old... Lao Tzu wiped his ass? ”
"Yes, yes, Lao Zhang, where is your bedroom? I'll send you to bed before I leave. ”
"Just... That's that, that's... The biggest! ”
"Huh? Did you go out today without turning off the lights? ”
"Hmm... Hmm..."
Seeing him like this, his friend couldn't say anything more, and helped him to the bedroom with difficulty.
As soon as the door opened, his friend was petrified in place.
The picture in front of him is enough for him to remember for a lifetime.
The woman and Jiang Lu turned their heads, their eyes facing each other, and the atmosphere was a little treacherous.
Who knew that Zhang Peng looked at it, but suddenly clapped his hands: "It's... Just right, Lao Li, I... Let me introduce you to..."
Introduce?
Friends were shocked.
Is this the time of the introduction?
But Zhang Peng didn't seem to notice anything unusual at all, and said to himself: "This... This..."
He pointed to the woman: "This is my wife!" ”
My friend gasped and looked at Jiang Lu, so who is this?
"It's... This..."Zhang Peng pointed at Jiang Lu: "This is me!" ”
My friend's brain is overloaded all of a sudden.
"No, don't you live alone?"
The friend looked at the woman who had been wrapped in the quilt again, seemed to remember something, was surprised, and said with some uncertainty: "You are... Are you the wife of Minister Feng Yuanzheng Feng? ”
"Huh?" Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the woman who buried her head in the quilt in shame.
"Don't 'huh?'" The friend asked, "Who are you?" ”
"I am..."Jiang Lu took a deep breath, his face full of seriousness: "I am an indomitable warrior under the disaster!" ”