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Chapter 6 assassination

They hurriedly followed each other into the dining room to see what had happened. James walked over to the body of a Burmese man lying on the dining table in blood. The hotel manager hurriedly informed the young man that

“I have called the police. I'll be here in a moment." The girl hurriedly followed him to take a photo of the corpse. He looked at her fearlessly unlike the other hotel guests. Instinctively, the woman photographed the surroundings at the scene. Luck ran an awakened look behind her.

“What happened, brother? Where is the culprit, can they be caught?

“Run away, you go get your camera quickly,” the woman ordered, and he hurriedly ran away. Journalists came to take pictures and ask questions about the incident. The young man turned to ask the manager later. “Do you know the man who died?”

“Yes, he comes here often. He just checked in this afternoon.” “What's his name? What's his occupation?" The woman hurriedly continued.

“His name is Nansar. He is a merchant. I wasn't sure what he was selling.”

"I remember seeing him in and out of the Karen camp," said a reporter from the Middle East.

“I'm guessing that the one who took action was probably the government. Did your captain follow him to see his face?"

“I don't see clearly. It's quite dark over there. But from the description, it is probably a Burmese man. I thought he was shot and wounded by me. because I found blood dripping on the floor.” Luck walked down with his video camera. The girl immediately reported on the news. James walked away and talked to his soldiers. Police with an ambulance rushed into the scene. He inquired of those who witnessed the incident. and prevented journalists and hotel guests from leaving the area. Before the male nurse took the corpse cover. Police asked the hotel manager about the incident and the identity of the assailant, which he pointed to James. and tell him what James told him. The police approached the young man with a manager as an interpreter. James said what he saw Said he couldn't see the face of the villain. I just thought it might be Burmese. The young man showed him where he shot the assailant. The police patrolled the area to look for the culprit who might be hiding. Not seeing any further information, they followed them back to the dining room. James also saw a young woman standing there reporting the news. When the police took the body away, the reporters were shunned from the scene. The girl and her photographer luck were about to leave as well. But he followed her. “Stop, madam, I have something to talk to you about.” The woman looked up at him and told her luck. "You go up to work first, I'll follow you later." His strong hand grabbed his elbow, and she followed him quickly, terrifying her. He let go when they reached the hotel garden lounge chair.

“What is it, captain dragged me here?”

“I want to talk to you about just a little while ago.”

"I'm reporting on the news?"

“No, you ran after me when I was chasing the bad guys. Don't you feel that it's too dangerous?”

"I know"

“Then why are you still following?”

“At that time, the journalist's instinct took me away. I didn't think anything I just want to follow you to see the event.”

“Please don't do that again. I can't take responsibility for your life,” he said in a dark voice, fierce eyes staring at her.

“I am responsible for my own life. I'm not here to ask you or anyone else to take responsibility for it.”

“My duty is to take care of all of you here. as assigned please cooperate with me Don't make it difficult for me to perform my duties. I just want to tell you later don't follow me again Please for your safety.”

"I don't"

“You don't have to say it anymore,” he stopped with a fierce look. like giving an order The girl was hit with the brakes on her head again.

“I only have something to say. Tomorrow, please attend the meeting at the time I have informed you.” After finishing, the young man left immediately. Let her look after him indignantly.

Sapphire and luck Walked into the conference room a little late. She saw reporters sitting at a meeting to discuss what happened last night. to find out the facts and possibilities about the outrageous murder incident. And they wanted to hear it from Captain James Marshall, because they thought the US military needed some clues about the assassination operation. But James did not comment. In addition to recounting the events that happened yesterday while following the criminals and the appearance of the villain To help them get clear and truthful news. The rest were left to reporters to assume. Ploypailin raised his hand and asked. The young man immediately stared at her.

“Is there anything else you want to ask, madam?” His tone was always polite but indifferent.

“I want to know Was the US military aware of this homicide practice before?" "We don't know, we're just here to ensure safety."

“Does the US military know who the man is? What side is he related to? And who killed him?” asked the woman.

“Madam, this matter is better for the police. The US military is not responsible for investigating the country's internal affairs. In particular, the man killed was not one of you tourists or journalists. We therefore have no responsibility for finding the offender.”

"Actually, I don't know anything," said the woman in a tired voice.

“No questions, Captain, you and your army really don't know anything. Thank you for taking the time to answer the questions.” Finished speaking, the girl said luck to get up.

“Where do you plan to go this morning, ma'am?” James' cold but polite voice asked from behind.

“We will be around here. If we are traveling out of the city We'll let you know first.” The girl ignored him and quickly stepped out of the room.

“Why don't you talk nice to him? I play with him all this time. Soon he becomes angry and doesn't protect us. What are we going to do?

“Captain is responsible, he doesn't do that. I'm tired of this naughty captain.” The woman hurriedly led her to the lobby in front. The driver hired yesterday was standing and waiting. His name is Maung Wen. Today, he takes them on a patrol around Rangoon where the protesters gather. Sometimes young women are seen passing by a humvee carrying journalists. But when I looked in, I didn't see James sitting inside. The woman regained herself at the event and was no longer interested in his story. They followed the escalating demonstrations, which were mobilized on social media. and the demonstrators who saw them poured in to join the assembly A young woman reports news at a gathering place. Soon, the sound of a loudspeaker could be heard and the sound of several shots fired into the sky. They continued to report movements in the rally incident. Until the incident became severe when a military vehicle drove past the protesters at high speed. A loud cry rang out and the wounded figure fell. The sound of M-sixteen guns rang out in the sky. Luck immediately told them to return. Maung Wen hurriedly led them to the car parked far away. But a strong wave of people clashing fleeing the soldiers' bullet lines drove the girl into the chaotic enclave. The sound of a gun rang out over his head. The girl hurried down.

“Brother Lin,” she heard the sound of luck, turned around and saw Mong Yuen pulling him across the road to find a place to hide first. The young woman mixed with the protesters was severely swept away by the waves of people. until she felt her wrist being snatched against a tall figure violently Before he could support her, he ran through the crowd in a different direction than what luck had been waiting for. The woman followed with the force that held her through the crowd until the crowd began to shake, she was led to a humvee parked on the other side. The girl looked up at the man. He stood and looked at the stern look in front of her as before.

“I will take you back to the hotel. That's enough for today.” His voice wasn't as angry as his expression.

“My friend? He doesn't know if I'm safe or not. He might be waiting,” cried the woman.

“He saw me bringing you here. I think he has already returned to the hotel.”

"Yes, in that case you can go back to the hotel. Let's go, before it gets even more chaotic." The sound of the soldiers' gunfire made her mind a little more wary. The woman hurriedly stepped into the car and sat on the driver's side without ordering. James sat on the driver's side and immediately started the car.

“How did you know we were here?” asked the woman as she got in the car.

“I saw you guys handing out other journalists.”

“What about the others?” the woman asked worriedly.

“They've all gone back. I saw you in a circle of protesters so I went to help. Are you okay?"

“Yes, I'm fine, just a little shocked. I didn't think such a violent incident could happen.”

“The Burmese government wants to shut down the game as soon as possible. So I don't care which method to use.”