Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1131: Ains’s Attitude (Long - for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1131: Chapter 1131: Ains’s Attitude (Long Chapter for Monthly Votes)

The bright sunlight shone on towering buildings reflecting its brilliance.

A row of SUVs lined up on the broad street, each simply painted with the abbreviated logo of the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Figures in suits were being escorted into the SUVs by gun-toting FBI agents.

The security personnel from Note Intelligence made efforts to set up a perimeter, blocking the view from outside, but the more they did, the larger the crowd gathered around the streets became.

The thronging crowds gazed at the impeccably dressed figures being ’escorted’ onto the SUVs.

Some were confused, some doubtful, but even more were excitedly lifting their wristbands to live stream and take pictures on the scene.

The middle-aged man with brown hair glanced at the crowd that had already formed around the perimeter, his face ashen. He looked up, seemingly about to angrily reprimand He Ao standing before him.

But the moment his eyes met the glance from He Ao, he trembled, as if catching sight of the fiercest beast in the wilderness, and bowed his head.

"Mr. Suote, all the personnel have boarded the vehicles,"

Hel reported carefully at He Ao’s side.

"Good."

He Ao scanned the lined-up convoy.

There were a total of twenty corporate executives in the meeting room, one died, nineteen were left, plus seven FBI agents, fitting into six SUVs.

In five of the vehicles, an FBI agent was left behind, and the last SUV was occupied by He Ao, Hel, Vitland Steel’s head Lambert, and Note Intelligence’s head Weiken.

He Ao looked ahead at the security personnel who were maintaining order.

As soon as He Ao came down, the building security from Note Intelligence rushed over.

But upon seeing the ’captured’ corporate executives, they too dared not do anything.

Of course, these six SUVs were also ’sponsored’ by Note Intelligence.

Besides these six SUVs, He Ao also demanded six remote-controlled bombs from the security personnel, which were placed inside the vehicles.

This made the executives board the vehicles with trepidation.

"If you want to humiliate us, isn’t it enough by now?"

The elderly-looking Weiken was helped up into the SUV by the middle-aged man Lambert, looking at He Ao with a pallid expression.

"Keeping people out wasn’t my idea."

He Ao slightly shook his head, smiling as he took his seat in the passenger side of the SUV.

Hel, sitting in the driver’s seat, turned back to glance at the two men behind him,

Blocking people and clearing the area is something Note Intelligence and Vitland Steel have grown accustomed to doing.

They’re used to forcefully making their way, enjoying the ’gaze’ of ordinary people outside the circle, filled with fear and envy.

And now, their subordinates simply did it again out of habit.

This time, they are still the ’focus’.

Watching the flickering flashlights outside, and the figures lifting wristbands to take pictures, Lambert, seated in the back row, reached out his hand, wanting to pull down the privacy curtain.

Only to find that the rudimentary SUV had no privacy curtains at all.

He could only lean back into his seat, trying hard not to be captured by the people outside.

At this moment, Hel, sitting in the driver’s seat, glanced at He Ao.

He Ao raised his hand slightly.

Hel sent the signal to the vehicles in front, and the entire convoy slowly set off, heading towards the direction of the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building.

"Mr. Suote, we’re just branch chiefs of Minte City,"

the Elderly Weiken beside Lambert coldly spoke, "Even if you capture us, the Group headquarters can still send people to command the two major financial groups, or even command directly from Vitland remotely. What use is it even if you can delay for a day or two?"

He scoffed, "You can’t possibly believe that we can direct the Mercenary Corps outside the city? I can honestly tell you that we serve the Mercenary Corps as well, only the board of directors in Vitland has the authority to command them."

"So why have these two Mercenary Corps gone to such lengths to come here?"

He Ao turned his head and glanced at the Elderly, smiling as he asked, "And requiring your careful attention."

"Haven’t you watched the news?"

Weiken glanced at He Ao and spoke coldly, "Exercises. The financial group’s Mercenary Corps conducting exercises, isn’t that quite normal? What’s wrong with our local branches providing supplies and logistics?"

The news had indeed broadcasted it, but only this morning.

When the two major Mercenary Corps were stationed outside Minte City and could no longer be concealed, the two financial groups held a press conference stating that their Mercenary Corps would be conducting military exercises outside Minte City.

"Do exercises require bringing the army into the city?"

He Ao continued to ask with a smile.

Weiken opened his mouth but ultimately didn’t say much, merely snorting coldly, "Whatever you do now is like a cornered beast fighting desperately, a dead end. This city can’t shelter you, and no one wants to shelter you,"

His tone gradually rose, laced with a hint of scorn, "Haven’t you noticed? You’ve been back for one night, and Ains has still not issued any notice. Could it be that they are unaware of your situation? You’re close to death, Mr. Suote."

Hel, who was driving, carefully turned his head to look at He Ao sitting beside him.

A deputy chief of staff of the Federal Bureau of Investigation nearly died in the wilderness due to an attack from the Church of the Evil God, and a local head of the FBI branch colluded with the Evil God.

This incident had grown so large it seemed to have no bounds.

Under the regulations, when such major events occur, anyone should report the news up the chain.

He didn’t know if Mr. Suote before him had reported the information to the headquarters of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, but he was certain that most of the people remaining at the FBI, including the four who left yesterday, probably had reported it.

But the result they got was that there was no result.

Even if the headquarters of the Federal Bureau of Investigation were afraid of scandals leaking out, they should have arranged for internal personnel to investigate and provide support.

Yet, up until now, Ains had not sent any condolences, nor had they dispatched any support or investigation teams. There were also no reprimands or orders given.

It was as if Minte City, not so distant from Ains, was currently in a sort of black hole of network disruption, with no messages coming in or out.

Even the reports they sent seemed to vanish without a trace, with no response received.

As if Minte City was as it had always been, as though nothing had happened at all.

This eerily unnatural calm weighed on everyone’s heart, making it hard to breathe.

After all, without the support of the Federal Bureau of Investigation headquarters, the so-called Minte City branch of the FBI now consisted of just their dozen or so people and an empty building.

Could they really rely on this to withstand fully-armed Mercenary Corps?

The Mercenary Corps could even blow up the entire building without setting foot inside.

He looked at ’Mr. Suote’ beside him again.

While He Ao did not seem to notice the gaze of his companion, he just calmly lifted his eyes, gazing at the Elderly in the rearview mirror, and hoarsely said,

"I am still the deputy chief of staff of the Federal Bureau of Investigation."

Hearing this, Weiken’s expression changed slightly, and he fell silent.

Meanwhile, He Ao calmly withdrew his gaze, looking straight ahead.

According to ’Mr. Suote’s’ habit, he naturally filed a report last night.

But what surprised him wasn’t the lack of response to the report, but Ains’s silence.

As a former ’core member’ of the Order Church, He Ao was actually very aware of the influence of the Order Church in Ains.

The worst-case preparation he had made was that this morning, the Federal Bureau of Investigation under Ains would suddenly issue a notice, having him ’dismissed’, and locking his Federal Bureau of Investigation access and account.

In such a case, he would directly lose the golden shield of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, as well as the power to deploy personnel from the Minte City Federal Bureau of Investigation.

At the same time, this would also send out a signal.

He was ’abandoned’ by Ains.

Those abandoned naturally have no value to use, and Lokte would no longer be able to use him as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the two major financial groups. The Mercenary Corps of the two groups would, at most, be sent into Minte City within an hour of his ’dismissal’.

Of course, by then He Ao wouldn’t have to wait for the ’Siege’ by the Mercenary Corps of the two financial groups.

The security forces surrounding the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building would be able to storm in, raiding and consuming him, the ’outsider’, under the guise of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s ’house cleaning’.

Then, naturally, he wouldn’t have the chance to be sitting in this car, escorting the senior executives of the two financial groups to the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building.

Of course, this situation hasn’t strayed too far from He Ao’s ’estimation’.

Silence itself is an attitude.

He Ao estimates that the report that has him ’dismissed’ should be sitting on some desk right now, then just stopping there, no longer proceeding through the process.

Some inside Ains do not wish him to be easily killed by the two major financial groups and their allies; they still hope he can make things happen.

No matter the motives, for now, these people are his supporters.

Several names flashed through He Ao’s mind, but he couldn’t be sure who was supporting him.

Mr. Suote’s popularity within Ains isn’t very good; although he doesn’t offend people, his high bottom line also makes it difficult to have deep interactions and ties with many people.

It’s uncertain what these ’supporters’ from Ains want him to achieve, and what their actual interests are.

Maybe, by causing some more ’disturbance’, he could understand their thoughts.

But using others’ pity as the foundation of strength is unrealistic; he must quickly form forces that completely align with his own interests and goals.

And Hel, who had just heard He Ao’s words, also flinched slightly, clearly sensing some deep contradictions here.

He withdrew his gaze and continued driving forward.

Although he couldn’t figure out what the big shots in Ains were thinking, he knew that this ’Mr. Suote’ would always have a way.

Before today, he never imagined that one day he would stand atop the Note Intelligence Building, pointing fingers at those high-and-mighty lords.

Now, the heads of West Steel and Note Intelligence are sitting behind him, those who once dominated Minte City, now shrinking in the backseat, struggling to conceal their disgrace.

This ’Mr.’ from Ains seems to have some ability to create miracles.

Is the identity of the Federal Bureau of Investigation really of any use?

If the Federal Bureau of Investigation were truly useful, these lords wouldn’t have had to wait until today to sit in this car.

His gaze focused on the road ahead, his thoughts somewhat scattered.

And beside him, He Ao leaned against the passenger door, looking at the dense crowd outside.

Far from decreasing, the crowd of onlookers, under the ’escort’ of the security personnel, grew larger and larger.

’Mr. Suote’ isn’t a local of Minte City; he doesn’t know the moral standing of West Steel and Note Intelligence in Minte City.

After all, a corporation’s reputation cannot be generalized. For instance, Nolanka Group, due to a series of policies from Vian’s father, had a good reputation in Kaye City even before ’Vian’ took over.

But judging by the uncontrollable laughter on the faces of the onlookers outside, the two major conglomerates probably have nothing to do with the word ’morality’.

The congested crowd even blocked the road at one point until the security personnel forcibly cleared a path.

Under this ’farewell escort’, even the elderly Weiken, who had been trying hard to maintain ’calm’, moved backward a bit, trying as much as he could not to be seen.

He Ao’s gaze swept across the crowd, quickly spotting a familiar face among them.

That appeared to be one of the two receptionists just now at the Note Intelligence Building, the one who handed over the elevator card to Hel; for some reason, she had also blended into the crowd and was taking photos with a bracelet.

As He Ao looked towards her, she seemed to sense his gaze, raised her hand, and smiled as she waved three times at He Ao, as if trying to draw his attention.

Then she slowly backed away, disappearing into the streets.

He Ao glanced at the direction in which she had vanished.

From her movements, she seemed to have received professional combat training.

However, she did not seem to possess the aura of a Transcendent.

Gazing at the departing receptionist, He Ao’s hand brushed over his bracelet.

He had just used the same technique to take Lambert’s bracelet and had decoded the password with the symbol ’question’.

Now, Eve was using Lambert’s and Weiken’s credentials to access all the information from West Steel and Note Intelligence.

While He Ao and Weiken had their ’conversation’, he had also placed a mark on Weiken.

From Weiken, the ’head’ of Note Intelligence’s ’sub-branch’, he had directly obtained the ’purpose’ of the two major Mercenary Corps’ operation this time.

But this ’purpose’ somewhat baffled He Ao.

According to the ’notification’ received from Weiken, the primary objective of the two major Mercenary Corps was to kill ’Suote’.

Of course, the two major Mercenary Corps had a ’secondary purpose’ as well, which was facing a group of Wilderness Wanderers who were keen on attacking the trade convoys of the two major financiers in recent years near Minte City.

After dealing with ’Suote’, they needed to station for a while to completely clear out the surrounding Wilderness Wanderers, leaving only the compliant ones.

To achieve the goal of killing ’Suote’, Weiken ordered all security personnel to seal off the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building to prevent ’Suote’ from escaping.

However, he did not convey this real objective to others, while he was eagerly facilitating a coalition between the native forces of the two financiers.

Because he wanted to use the influence of the two major Mercenary Corps to thoroughly eliminate the power of the City Government, allowing him to control the City Government directly.

The benefits given to West Steel could be compensated through the fully controlled City Government, and then after the two major Mercenary Corps leave, he would use the City Government to gradually push West Steel out of Minte City.

By contrast, Lambert from West Steel had much simpler considerations. He Ao had already tried to probe this ’responsible person’ with a mark on the way down.

Lambert was aware of the reasons behind the two major Mercenary Corps’ arrival, but he only cared about how to obtain short-term benefits from Note Intelligence. By securing these benefits and achieving results, he could be promoted and relocate to Vitland.

As for what happens to Minte City afterward, that was not his concern.

All of this seemed logical, but He Ao felt something was odd.

He initially thought it was a bit overdone for the two major financiers to bring over two Mercenary Corps just to kill ’Suote’.

Now, with the additional task of wiping out the ’Wilderness Wanderers’, it seemed like a barely acceptable explanation.

After all, that indeed required manpower.

Moreover, this was the answer ’heard’ directly from the minds of the two financiers’ regional heads; they were simply acting according to this plan, with just a touch of their own ulterior motives added.

As the investigation deepened, the once-murky waters seemed clearer on the surface, yet the depths appeared even more elusive.

He Ao’s hand brushed over his bracelet.

Now, he could only hope that the data Eve sorted out from the databases of the two major financiers could be of help to him.

The enemy of the two major Mercenary Corps was undeniably powerful, yet this strength didn’t seem to match the difficulty of the mission at hand.

Was the confrontation on Ains’s side really just for something this simple?

What exactly is the ’Siege of Order’ that the System Task mentioned?

Countless thoughts flashed through He Ao’s mind, his gaze piercing through the crowd, when suddenly, under the high-rise buildings in a back alley, he spotted a familiar figure.

The frail figure that had brushed past him outside the Mayor’s Mansion.

At this moment, that figure was sitting on a flower bed, staring blankly into the deepest part of the alley.