Following Silin's collapse, the students at the port began to scream. The excitement from before was completely gone, replaced by panic as they swarmed out of the port in large numbers. If not for the police department's control, stampedes, flying car collisions and other incidents would have happened one after another.
In truth, the school had allowed a lot more people to enter the airport for the sake of publicity, so it was inconvenient for the security team and the training division to move around. However, since there had never been an assassination in public for the past hundred years, they had overlooked it.
Gerrard and the others were pushed to the side the moment they came down. Because the school had arranged for a ceremonial team to welcome the ten participating students, Gerrard and the others were blocked. That was why Gerrard could not determine the attacker's location at first notice.
Knight's body was trembling. He felt his throat being squeezed and oppressed. Knight had once been brought by his father to quell a rebellion. Although he did not truly come into contact with that cruel battlefield, he had watched from afar as people were sent flying, collapsed, and splattered with blood. It was just that it was not as painful as it was now. After all, he was not friends with those people, and the ones who had collapsed were his roommates and teammates who drank and carried guns with him.
Be it Knight, Gerrard or the other people who were sent down from the military, none of them felt any killing intent at all. No killing intent, no killing intent. It was just a sudden shot. They were truly powerless, and they could not analyze the attacker's location in time. They did not find anything unusual from the surveillance footage sent over from various areas.
Without hesitation, Lung took out a drug and injected it into the fallen Silin. He had always carried it with him to save his life in an emergency. The drug would stimulate the patient's life potential to the maximum, allowing the wounded to obtain greater vitality. After the injection, Lung immediately dialed a number. It was his private medical team in Seven Lights. They had the most advanced analyzers there. He would not put all his hopes on the people of Seven Lights.
Fu Luo and the medical staff who had rushed over immediately performed first aid. She could tell at a glance that although the bullet did not hit the heart, it was very close to the heart. Under normal circumstances, Silin's condition should not be this bad. From the looks of it, there should be other substances in the bullet.
After the bullet penetrated Silin's body, it hit the spaceplane behind it and swiftly disintegrated into powder. There was no way to analyze anything else from the bullet. But it was enough to show that this assassination was prepared.
Since Lung had injected Silin with medicine as soon as the accident happened, Silin's vital signs were still relatively stable even before he was carried into the emergency cabin. However, he did not expect that on the way to the emergency room, his life signal would rapidly weaken. Before any effective measures could be taken, the life indicator showed that he was dead.
Even so, the paramedics still sent Silin to the emergency room for resuscitation, but to no avail. Lung's private medical team also came over, but just like before, they were powerless to save the situation. The toxin was a kind of plant toxin that originated from Sector Z. It was hard to come by in the first place, and the antidote was also rare in the first place. However, the antidote's molecular formula was known, but by the time the antidote was synthesized, its life signal had already stopped.
Nat had smashed several walls of the hospital. Although the people in the hospital were infuriated by Knight's bloodshot eyes and murderous aura, they dared not say anything in front of him.
The rest of Seven Lights really did not dare to forcefully drag Knight and Lung, these two people who were brimming with killing intent. However, the duo had left hurriedly after receiving the communication. No one knew what had happened.
Aiflon, who had become the heir of the Douance Family, had sent a message regarding Silin's assassination. Very soon, Aiflon's men had come over to send Silin's' body 'and' belongings' back.
Knight and Lung had received Ci Jincheng's call. Right now, all parties were investigating, but they still had no clue as to who the assassin was. There was no progress at all. The moment they heard that there was news from Ci Jincheng, the duo quickly returned to the dormitory.
Ci Jincheng was sitting in the living room. He was the calmest person to react to today's incident.
Knight was very dissatisfied with Ci Jincheng's performance, and this dissatisfaction was directly manifested in his tone.
"Speak!"
Lung did not speak and sat down on the sofa. His killing intent had not been concealed yet, but his complexion was very bad. Those who knew Lung would know that this kind of behavior meant that a storm of blood would soon follow. Lung had never been a kind person.
Ci Jincheng did not mind Knight's tone at all. Instead, he passed over his personal tablet.
"This is the message I've deciphered from the code Silin left behind. Take a look first."
When Silin was shot, Ci Jincheng was the closest to him, and it was obvious that this was not a coincidence. After Silin had collapsed, Ci Jincheng had crouched next to him. At the time, Ci Jincheng was also very worried and nervous, but when he saw the movements of Silin's fingers, he knew that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.
That was also a type of code. It was different from the one Silin had used in the double combat tournament. It was a more complicated code. The former was faster, while the latter was more difficult to decipher. It required multidimensional decoding and matrix analysis. Silin's movements at the time were rather subtle. Even if the medical personnel saw it, they would only think that it was caused by a spasm.
After reading the contents of the tablet, the killing intent on Knight and Lung's bodies receded, but their faces were a little twisted. Right now, they wanted nothing more than to drag Silin out of the hospital and give him a good whipping. Knight even purposely ran over to Silin's room to take a look. Fuck, there's nothing substantial at all. It was all prepared a long time ago!
In the information on the tablet, Cillin had only briefly explained that this matter had been arranged, and that they did not need to worry. Also, Cillin Douance was also going to disappear from this world.
The reason why he gave such an explanation was firstly because of trust. Silin had confidence in the trio. Secondly, if Silin did not say anything, these people would probably turn Seven Lights, or even a couple of Sectors into chaos.
At the same time, at the research division, the chief Mo Heng had been locked inside the workshop ever since he returned from the hospital. Whenever the others recalled Mo Heng's ugly expression and low pressure when he returned, they immediately swallowed their words.
Everyone thought that Mo Heng was sad because his beloved disciple was assassinated, but that was not the case.
Mo Heng was in a very bad mood, but not because he was sad, but because he was depressed. He knew that something like this would happen to Silin a long time ago. Before Silin went to participate in the integrated warfare tournament, the machine he assembled had a password on it. It was something that only a machine member would understand, but even if a machine member knew it, they would not understand the meaning of the password. This was because the password was arranged according to a person's habit, and different people would see different information. Therefore, unless one knew the sequence of the password, they would only see a bunch of garbled codes.
From those passwords, Mo Heng learned of Silin's plan, and he also knew that Silin would leave just like this. Although Silin promised that he would contact Mo Heng in the future, Mo Heng still felt suffocated in his heart. Now that Silin had left, he could no longer boast openly.
Kang Man, Hard and the others felt that the assassination of Silin was unreal. It was as if they still could not accept it. Just a moment ago, such a powerful and outstanding person was discussing the welcoming banquet with them, and in the next moment, he was gone just like that. To them, it must be said that it was a huge shock.
Lung put up a bounty of one hundred million to find the true culprit. Of course, this was just a cover. Otherwise, if something had really happened to Silin, with the temperament of young master Lung's Andriera family bloodline, the bounty would not be just one hundred million.
Since the investigation had not made any progress, Seven Lights announced to the public that it might be 'Black Thorn's' doing. This statement was given by Aiflon of the Douance Family, so Seven Lights followed it. Moreover, this statement could reduce Seven Lights' responsibility to the minimum, so the higher-ups of Seven Lights were happy to see it.
Twenty days later, on a starship at Sector D. A brawny young man with brown hair and a simple and honest looking body walked into a room with a backpack on his back. The person inside had been waiting for a long time already.
"Long time no see, captain." The young man said with a simple and honest smile.
"Welcome back, Silin."
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