Stardust Remembrance

Chapter 24: Accidental Assassination (2)

The music started, and Tatsuha and Loran walked onto the dance floor and began to dance their first dance.

Luo Lan was worried that she wouldn't be able to dance, but after stepping on a few beats, her movements gradually became more fluid, and she realized that not only could she dance, but she did it well, in contrast, Chen Sha was a bit clumsy.

It wasn't hard to understand, with Tatsuha's nature, she probably rarely had the chance to dance with girls, but what about her? Why did she dance so well? Who was the man dancing with her?

"Thinking about something?" Tatsusa suddenly asked.

Loran was busy saying, "Nothing." Knowing that Tatsuha was not good at perfunctory work, she decisively changed the topic, "What's going on between Feng Lin and Zuo Qiu Bai?"

"Zuo Qiu is Feng Lin's first love."

Ah ah ah! Loran was practically screaming, she couldn't be blamed for being too stupid, but for not thinking about it at all.

"Then they are now ......"

"It's been twenty to thirty years since they broke up."

Ohhhhhh! That had long since ceased to have any relationship, but presumably, it was because of such a black history that Feng Lin was hesitant to show her feelings to Chu Mo.

"Why did they break up?"

Chen Sha stared at Luo Lan.

Luo Lan also felt that she was pulling Chen Sha to tell gossip a bit too much, and was busy curtly saying, "Let's dance properly."

Tatsuha was worthy of being a 3a level physical fitness, his body's mimicry and coordination were excellent, but after a while, he was already dancing very freely.

Amidst the melodious music, Loran completely relaxed, half-closing her eyes and letting Tatsuza lead her forward, backward, spinning, and spinning again.

The dance ended with applause.

Loran smiled and nodded her thanks to everyone, her gaze unconsciously falling on the consul at the end of the hall.

He sat there, clearly amid a boisterous crowd, but it was as if he were sitting alone on the top of a cold, snowy mountain, watching all life play out before him.

The seven emotions and six desires fell in his eyes, but could not enter his heart. He was always an expressionless, cold, metal-masked face.

Loran asked in a low voice, "Has the consul always ...... dressed like this?"

Tatsusa said, "No, he only wore the mask after he got the genetic disease."

What kind of disease has to be covered all over, even the hands? Loran immediately remembered that there was a genetic disease called "living death", which would cause the body to slowly decay like a corpse, and the medicines that had been developed could only slow it down, but could not cure it.

The information of the cases that he had once read surfaced in his mind, and the horrifying images made Loran shiver uncontrollably. This kind of disease is also called "hell on earth", the body is tormented by pain all the time, obviously still living on earth, in fact, already in hell.

Suddenly, all the lights went out and the hall was plunged into darkness.

Loran's eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the sudden darkness, and while it was pitch black in front of him, Tatsuya had already pounced out like a ferocious beast.

After a while, along with the screams of the crowd, Loran vaguely saw that someone was trying to assassinate the consul. Tatsuza was fighting with a few people, and he couldn't see Purple Banquet, but the purple tarot cards were hovering and flying in the air, forming a constantly changing matrix that blocked all the bullets like a shield.

Baili Cang, Zuo Qubai, and Brown Li didn't make a move, each defending one side, forming an encirclement, staring at it with a strict stance, making it clear that they wanted to eliminate the assassins in one fell swoop.

The people on the dance floor screamed and dodged around, but with the crackling of bullets, it seemed like nowhere was safe, and they pushed and squeezed in panic, making the situation even more chaotic.

Suddenly, a light came on.

Loran saw Feng Lin holding up an emergency light cylinder and guarding the doorway with Chu Mo, shouting, "Evacuate from here, don't push and crowd, one by one!"

The panicked crowd had a direction at once, they all crowded toward the light, Loran also followed the flow of people to follow over.

Vaguely, she sensed something, immediately turned around, and swiftly grabbed a woman's wrist, five fingers forcefully twisted and pushed, and the woman in the hand of the miniature syringe in the medicine hit her own body.

The woman stared at Loran in shock, and before Loran had time to gloat, a hand silently covered her mouth and nose, and she didn't even have time to struggle before she lost consciousness.

When Loran regained consciousness, the flying car had just come to a stop, surprisingly, it was at the employee parking pad on the roof of the Life Research Institute.

Not knowing what these terrorists had done, the light source inside the base was also cut off, and the entire base was pitch black.

Loran was roughly pushed out of the car, and a bald man held a gun to her head, "Open the door!"

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against her skin, conveying a silent and deadly threat, Loran's body trembled lightly, but she did not move, her mind sharply pondering, what exactly did they want?

"Open the door!" The bald man smashed his gun hard against Loran's head.

Loran felt the blood trickle down her head as she ordered the Institute's think-tank, "Please verify identity and allow passage."

"Identity confirmed, Locke Seeker." The heavy metal gate slowly opened.

Two men escorted Loran left and right into the Institute.

There was no normal light source, and the flickering emergency lights in the hallway made the surroundings seem particularly eerie and silent.

The two men found the staff elevator used in emergencies without even asking, and it seemed they knew the internal structure of the institute well.

The elevator leading to the third basement level would automatically identify itself and could not be activated by non-staff members.

The bald man gestured for Loran to press the elevator, "We want information on genetic research!"

"The entire Life Research Institute is all about genetic research, which part do you want?" Loran stalled for time while thinking furiously about how to get out.

The bald man said impatiently, "Don't play dumb! The most confidential!"

"I'm just a mid-level researcher, I don't have access to the most confidential research at all, you've got the wrong person."

The bald man punched Loran heavily in the face, and Loran fell to the side, hitting the elevator wall and falling limply to her knees.

Her mouth was full of blood, her whole face wooden with pain, and she curled up, blocking the two men's view, pretending to raise her arm to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and quickly checking her terminal, realizing that it was surprisingly completely blocked, and it was impossible to send out any distress message at all.

The bald man grabbed Loran by the hair and yanked her up, the gun pressed against the middle of her forehead, "Do you need any more help remembering?"

Loran whimpered and shook her head, "No...... want."

With a shivering hand, she pressed the second basement level, leaving a light bloodstain on the button.

The elevator doors slowly opened and two men escorted Loran outward.

Loran stumbled on her feet, and her hand seemed to unconsciously brace against the elevator door, leaving a bloody mark.

Loran analyzed that these men were venomous, like professional mercenaries who took people's money and did things for them. After the purpose was realized, the biggest possibility was to kill her directly.

It seemed unrealistic to expect Tatsusa and the others to arrive in time, after all, the safety of the consul must be countless times more important than her. In a mess of confusion, it was impossible to say if they would realize she was missing in time, they had to find a way to save themselves.