This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 197 - 113 The Death of Fu Zongchen_2

Chapter 197: Chapter 113 The Death of Fu Zongchen_2

Biological intuition from a Class C life form made him feel a catastrophe approaching.

Someone is assassinating me!?

His pupils constricted, barely making out a dark line approaching rapidly.

So fast, too fast!

He scarcely had time to think anything else, wanting only to move his body aside, but he managed only a slight shift when the pitch-black bullet pierced his forehead.

Who, who exactly... is it!?

Fu Zongchen didn’t die right there and then; his heart was filled with immense fear, and a sense of unwillingness surged within him. He didn’t want to die, his political career was flourishing, how could he die here!!

The tenacity of a Class C life form far exceeded ordinary human imagination.

But in the next moment, with a loud bang, his head exploded, and before the red and white matter could scatter, the black Supergravity Field created a howling gale nearby, sucking the flesh back in a reverse whirl.

Violent suction emanated from it as Fu Zongchen’s lower body folded and condensed, inch by inch, being devoured.

Simultaneously, a bright blue barrier unfolded from the remaining half of Fu Zongchen’s body, clashing with the Supergravity Field, emitting crackling sounds and gradually shattering.

All this happened in a flash. Other people there showed a look of astonishment and fear on their faces. Fu Zongchen... had died?

They still hadn’t recovered.

Just a moment ago, Fu Zongchen was still being eloquent, conveying various signals to them, trying to seek his political allies, and the next moment, his head was blown up?

This indescribable astonishment wasn’t easily soothed, even for those who had weathered many storms.

Under the threat of death, these old foxes couldn’t stay calm. They kept stepping back, their expressions terrified, calling for their bodyguards.

Bodyguards from all corners had already rushed over, protecting their employers and moving them away from the range of the Supergravity Field.

Luo Chuan looked extremely somber, scanning his surroundings immediately but failed to find Li Ming’s figure.

"Li Ming! Li Ming!" he shouted, his expression anxious.

"The bathroom!" Someone shouted out.

Luo Chuan’s figure vanished in an instant, bursting through the bathroom door. On the floor, Li Ming lay pale, gasping for air with a vacant look in his eyes.

His expression shifted slightly as he quickly helped Li Ming up, checking his body for any injuries and repeatedly asking what was going on, but Li Ming couldn’t utter a single word.

Outside, sirens blared, creating chaos. The high-ranking officials looked grim, all preparing to leave.

"No one is allowed to leave!" A booming voice came, and a burly figure blocked the door.

"Zhu Yunshen, what are you doing? Why are you stopping us!?" A middle-aged man shouted sternly, not showing any fear.

"Someone has assassinated a candidate commissioner. Until things are clarified, no one can leave!" Zhu Yunshen said fiercely.

"What do you mean, you suspect us?" Faced with the threat of death, rank no longer mattered, someone retorted immediately: "The assassin could be hiding anywhere, with unknown means. Are you trying to bury us here?"

"I said, no one is leaving!" Zhu Yunshen ignored the comments, and immediately, a large number of city guards rushed in, securing all exits.

The Supergravity Field at Fu Zongchen’s location was gradually dissipating.

With a plop, the condensed lump of flesh fell, and blood flowed.

"Anyone who dares to leave will be ruthlessly killed!" Zhu Yunshen was relentless; the assassination was too bizarre.

This was the best villa area on Blue Star, with no tall buildings within dozens of kilometers and tight security. How could a bullet have come in.

"Hmm?" Zhu Yunshen’s gaze sharpened as he noticed Luo Chuan supporting Li Ming exiting the bathroom, immediately asking: "What’s wrong with him?"

"Old ailment." Luo Chuan dismissively replied.

There was silence in the hall for a long while, the city guards had blocked all the exits, their expressions stern.

Even the emotionally charged officials calmed down, realizing they should not provoke these city guards and each found a spot out of sight to sit down.

Their gazes occasionally fell on the meatball that was once Fu Zongchen, their eyes subtly filled with fear.

These high-ranking officials were at least Class D life forms, and a few were even Class C life forms, but that didn’t guarantee they were stronger than Fu Zongchen.

That gunshot, had it hit them, the outcome would probably have been worse than Fu Zongchen’s.

Who exactly was it?

After the scare, unstoppable questions arose, and the suspect that involuntarily emerged in their minds was—Wu Yanqing.

It was well known that Fu Zongchen had recently been targeting Wu Yanqing.

But it was immediately dismissed; Wu Yanqing was not in Jingnan at the moment.

The prime suspect was ruled out, and the subsequent suspicions became overwhelming.

Who present didn’t have enemies?

Yet, few possessed the capability to assassinate a Class C Life Form.

The crowd pondered, the more they thought, the more it seemed everyone present was a suspect.

"Minister, no external bullet holes were found."

"Minister, the surveillance footage has been called up, it’s currently being used to deduce the bullet trajectory based on the bullet hole in Commissioner Fu’s head."

"...The bullet speed was too fast, the surveillance sensors couldn’t capture any trace..."

One piece of information after another came in, Zhu Yunshen’s brows furrowed tightly, wondering how there could be an assassin of this caliber.

The bullet speed was indeed too fast, everyone at the scene hadn’t reacted.

"The prototype of the bullet has been found, the Nightcrawler, Supergravity Field..." a subordinate reported, holding a virtual projection, yet also puzzled.

"This bullet is indeed formidable, but its propulsion isn’t as strong, mainly because its main structure is focused on the internal Supergravity Field mechanism."

"Commissioner Fu had a superspeed reaction barrier, theoretically, he shouldn’t have been unable to react."

"Could it be the weapon that fired it?" Zhu Yunshen countered.

The on-site analyst shook his head: "No, this kind of bullet, upon hitting the target, would detonate a Supergravity Field, thus it can’t withstand any significant impact, firing from a weapon wouldn’t provide much propulsion."

"Minister, General Ren Cangsong has arrived." A city guard hurriedly ran in to report.

Zhu Yunshen finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he had found his backer.

Following that, a group strode in, swift and decisive, the one at the head white-haired and solemn, exuding an aura of authority.

"General Ren Cangsong." The people at the scene also breathed a sigh of relief.

This one was a Class B Life Form, with him around, it should be safe.

Ren Cangsong looked around, his gaze landing on the meatball, his expression visibly darkened: "Good, less than three hours away from this commissioner’s inauguration ceremony, and he was killed, it’s a blatant provocation."

"General, here are the current clues summarized." Zhu Yunshen handed over a document.

Ren Cangsong looked down, reading line by line, his face turning ashen.

"...Can’t find the bullet trajectory based on the deduction?" Ren Cangsong suddenly looked up, his voice grave, "How are you city guards doing your job!?"

"This..." Zhu Yunshen looked troubled.

"Forget it, let my people handle it, hand over all the data." Ren Cangsong waved his hand, city guards exchanged looks, their faces not looking good.

Zhu Yunshen was helpless.

Ren Cangsong looked around and said, "Everyone, rest assured, I will conduct a preliminary investigation, know the general situation, and then I will let you all leave."

Time trickled by second by second, Ren Cangsong seemed to notice something, walked to the corner.

"You’re here too?" His voice slightly surprised.

"General." Luo Chuan nodded.

"What’s wrong with him?" Ren Cangsong then noticed the pale-faced, almost speechless Li Ming.

"There was an accident, genetic mutation." Luo Chuan explained, unflinchingly.

Ren Cangsong nodded, "Have someone check him out later."

A moment later, someone from Ren Cangsong’s team came forward, whispering a few words.

The originally calm Ren Cangsong suddenly changed, shouting, "You couldn’t find the bullet trajectory either!?"

Upon hearing this, the gathered senior city guards exchanged a smile, then quickly composed themselves.

"How could you not find the bullet trajectory, could it be that this bullet appeared out of thin air!"

Ren Cangsong’s subordinate reluctantly explained, "There’s no hole in the wall, no holes on any part of the wall, the glass isn’t broken, unless the bullet was fired from within the villa."

A few moments later, Li Ming finally regained some strength to speak, still dizzy and disoriented.

This drain was too great, it had completely drained me, he felt a chill of fear; had he been further away, wouldn’t it have killed him?

"This... what’s this?" He struggled to utter a few words, looking towards what turned into a meatball, "What is that thing?"

Luo Chuan’s expression turned strange instantly, "That’s... Fu Zongchen."

"Wha... what?" Li Ming’s pale face showed shock, astonishment, and a quickly disappearing hint of a smile.