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Chapter 338 - 223 Life Assassin

Chapter 338: Chapter 223 Life Assassin

Listening to music and reading a book, he made a slight alteration to the course of the world.

Perhaps just those few brief words were all it took to change the destinies of countless people.

However, for Meng Lang, like all "High Monks," no matter how many people he guided in this life, his ultimate goal was to find his own way...

Meng Lang picked up the book again.

[Even across thousands of worlds and eons, with my understanding of you, even if you had the threads of fate in your hands, you’re probably just thinking, "Being this close to the big shots and getting to watch their drama unfold, I doubt anyone else could," right?

Before that day, neither you nor I had really considered the possibility that we could become someone much bigger than them...]

Uh...

Meng Lang broke out in a sweat; the prediction was indeed precise.

But thinking about it, the two of us hadn’t been apart for long, and we shared the same thought processes, so predicting my prediction was within reason.

It’s just that last sentence...

The possibility of becoming someone much bigger than them?

In this life...what exactly have I done?

[The evening aboard the "Carnival Dream" luxury cruise changed some of my perceptions and gave my thoughts the wings of dreams!

Zero’s power was beyond imagination. The third culprit who slipped through the net, the specific location of the cultural artifact transactions...

Even the mastermind behind it all couldn’t hide from Zero’s pervasive invasion and monitoring.

Accommodating over three thousand people, the super cruise ship comparable to a carrier turned into a toy in my hand in that moment.

Billionaires, household-name celebrities, influential politicians...

All the secrets of everyone on board lay bare before me.

I admit, for a moment, I became arrogant, lost in the power that seemed God-like, as if I could control everything...

After arranging the movie investment issues, this time Yan Weiwei and I wandered around like ordinary tourists, specifically aiming for crowded areas.

Wang Zhao Ping and his team, who had already infiltrated the cruise, waited until all the cultural artifacts were brought onboard by the smugglers and then swiftly swooped in to arrest them.

Giving the smugglers no time to react, they immediately showed their badges, revealed their identities, and precisely secured the three smugglers and the transaction site. Not long after, the helicopter that appeared overhead forced the cruise ship to stop.

As the law enforcement boat pursuing from behind gradually approached, the plan went smoothly, and it felt like the dust had settled.

However, in such a situation, the unexpected expected still happened!

Underneath the auction table at the "underground cultural artifact auction," a time bomb was hidden!

By the time Wang Zhao Ping and the others discovered it, there was only one minute left on the bomb’s countdown...

This was beyond my expectations.

How dare they? How could they? This was a super cruise ship densely packed with people!

I was ultimately too naive.

I thought we were playing out a police-and-robber drama, only to find the other party suddenly whipping out props from a war film...

The mastermind behind the scenes, realizing their crimes were about to be exposed, actually wanted to detonate the auction site to create a smokescreen.

If the bomb exploded, causing widespread chaos on the cruise, then Country Hua’s police force could face allegations of violent enforcement.

The international repercussions of such an incident would be enough to make Country Hua hesitate in its pursuit.

Under pressure from all sides with the wealthy and influential aboard, the mastermind would have a chance to escape all blame.

Out of safety concerns, Wang Zhao Ping regretfully had to order the evacuation.

The facts proved that the "omnipotence" I thought I had achieved with Zero was just an illusion; events were still out of my control...

"Boom!" With a loud noise, countless cultural artifacts shattered to pieces.

Obviously, what the mastermind couldn’t have, they didn’t want anyone else to have either...

The explosion didn’t cause much physical damage to the cruise ship, but it did throw all the people on board into panic and confusion.

At that moment, several gunmen hidden among the crowd started firing at Wang Zhao Ping and his team, turning the scene instantly chaotic...

In the end, I had underestimated the desperation and madness of the criminals when cornered.

By the time more police arrived to stabilize the situation, it was too late to salvage it.

A multitude of precious artifacts were destroyed, and two of the three smugglers already in custody were killed by stray bullets.

After disembarking, I only saw Wang Zhao Ping with a bandaged right hand, staring at the emergency stretcher covered with a white cloth, his eyes red with self-reproach.

Yes, the policewoman known as Qin Xiaoru, who always looked serious, had made the ultimate sacrifice...

I didn’t have the courage to lift the white cloth.

Yet this cold body dealt a massive blow to my heart.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t expect..."

"No need to apologize. The day we put on the police uniform, we were all prepared for this..."

Since the incident occurred on the high seas, the Britain Embassy, as the registry country for the ship, got involved.

After much negotiation, under the pressure of the incident’s negative impact and international pressure, the cruise ship’s second officer, who had a reverse cross tattoo on his hand, was made the scapegoat, taking on all the blame for smuggling the cultural artifacts.

Yet, knowing that someone else was the true mastermind, the culprit escaped all blame and was soon bailed back to their home country.

On the other hand, the number of artifacts rescued from the explosion site was pitifully small, most of them damaged beyond value.

The Buddha head from Mingtang we have been desperately searching for was also reduced to a few fragments.

However, miraculously, within the broken Buddha head, a torn book that had been hidden was discovered.