Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 344, Section 36: Engagement (Part 3)

When Qi Tongshan and Chen Ruolan came downstairs, Yan Wuxun and Douzi had already prepared breakfast and were sitting in front of the TV, eating porridge and steamed buns.

"Here's the morning news segment—"

On television, the presenter was diligently reporting on the disaster relief efforts following the terrorist attack. The impact of this suicide attack was still unfolding, and the authorities were responding with swift and decisive measures.

"Riots have occurred in various places, and members of organizations that had infiltrated the public have been shot dead in the streets. Citizens are advised to stay home and be aware of their personal safety to avoid being accidentally injured..."

The camera cuts the footage into three segments, each showing a scene of devastation caused by fire and smoke.

"Peacekeeping forces from various regions have intervened, efficiently and accurately locating the criminals' hiding places and arresting them."

Tianyu could tell at a glance that the ruins were the result of heavy weapon bombardment.

"In just one night, the White Walkers came out in full force, giving the organization no time to react and destroying many of their hideouts," Yan Wuxun analyzed.

"This time, the organization has truly crossed the White Walkers' bottom line."

"Ding Dong." The doorbell rang.

"Douzi, your brother Jin is here, go open the door quickly."

Old Yan gave the instructions.

Qi Tongshan's expression, however, was not good.

The organization certainly suffered some losses this time, but not many. These were probably just low-level personnel who became too powerful to handle and were simply handed over to the White Walker authorities.

A short while later, Jin Ziyue and Fu Xun appeared before them together.

Chen Ruolan was still dealing with the fried dough sticks when she saw Jin Ziyue warily snatch the steamed bun away.

Jin Ziyue stared at Qi Tongshan, his eyes seeming to hold unspoken words.

"What?" Qi Tongshan asked.

Have you seen the news?

"What news?"

They looked at the television screen, where the broadcast was taking place, accompanied by the female director's voice:
"We now have a news announcement to make."

"Mr. Akira Akahoshi, a renowned entrepreneur in our city, chairman of Akahoshi Corporation, and vice mayor, held a press conference last night."

He stated that Akahoshi Corporation will engage in deeper cooperation and exchanges with Qishi Heavy Industry, working together for mutual progress.

"To enhance the friendship between the two families, Mr. Akahoshi Luan, the eldest son of Akahoshi Corporation, and Ms. Qi Tongshan, the eldest daughter of Qi's Heavy Industries, will hold an engagement ceremony in three days."

In the video, Akira Akahoshi, with his square face, speaks in a serious tone, using the unique accent of the Heshi ethnic group, meticulously introducing the cooperative project with Qishi Heavy Industry.

The camera focused on several high-ranking officials present, including Akahoshi Luan, the heir to Akahoshi Corporation, and Qi Tongli, a director of Qishi Heavy Industries.

Then, the scene shifted, and what appeared made Qi Tongshan's pupils shrink sharply.

"Hey hey hey!" Chen Ruolan pointed at the TV, then turned to look at Qi Tongshan, startled.

On the television screen, Qi Tongshan, dressed in her finest attire, sat beside her father, Qi Tongli. Noticing the camera was pointed at her, she nodded gracefully in greeting.

She squinted slightly, smiled at the camera, her striking red lips glistening, and her delicate earrings swayed gracefully in the light and shadow.

To Qi Tongshan himself, that smile was utterly terrifying.

"She's a fake." Qi Tongshan's face darkened.

"I know," Jin Ziyue replied.

"My cheapskate father is so stupid, he can't even tell the difference between a fake and a real one?" Qi Tongshan tugged at her hair in frustration.

Fu Xun squinted: "You also transmigrated into someone else's body, and your old man didn't recognize you either..."

"..." Qi Tongshan was speechless for a moment, then said angrily:
"Who are you? Why are you impersonating me?!"

Qi Tongshan pointed at the television, indignant.

"Isn't the answer obvious?" Fu Xun raised an eyebrow and glanced at the Crimson Star Mountain on the side of the screen.

On the screen, the man sat upright, his face ashen, listening intently to his father's sermon.

"That guy named 'Red Star Mountain,' is he one of the organization?"

Qi Tongshan realized something too. She was quiet for a moment before gritting her teeth and saying, "Are they treating me like I don't exist? Aren't they afraid I'll expose their imposters?"

Jin Ziyue glanced at her: "If yesterday's assassination had gone smoothly, you would indeed be gone today."

The man's words sent a chill down Qi Tongshan's spine.

Her face was cold as she belatedly realized the seriousness of the situation.

If I had been assassinated yesterday, the organization could simply find someone to take my place and then proceed with the engagement smoothly.

Why get engaged? Especially when the organization and the White Walkers are about to clash.

The answer is already obvious.

Jin Ziyue said in a deep voice, "Both the organization and the Others want to take advantage of the engagement to do something."

While they were talking, Fu Xun took out his tablet and quickly opened the character information.

"Although Akira Akahoshi is the son of Akira Akahoshi, a political figure in the White Walker's capital, his deeper identity should be the third leader of the NA organization."

Jin Ziyue moved the computer in front of everyone. The information on it showed a man with indifferent eyes. Although he was the son of a high-ranking official of the Otherworld, Chi Xingluan was always low-key and usually had a gloomy face, making him unpredictable.

The information below him—hiring assassins, investing heavily in the development of biological weapons, and secretly contacting numerous military officials—all point to his ambition.

"His high-profile appearance at this moment is clearly unusual."

As Jin Ziyue spoke, he frowned and continued his analysis: "For example—when he was not in control of his own destiny. The most likely scenario is that his identity was exposed and he was taken hostage by the White Walkers. Even we can find clues, so there's no reason why the White Walkers wouldn't know."

"The White Walkers' high-profile announcement of their engagement was meant to tell the organization, 'Your key figures are in our hands. If you want to save them, it's up to you how tough you are.'"

It's a trap.

They wanted to set a trap that the organization would have to fall into.

If you want to save people.

“And the organization responded quickly; they set their sights on the other party in the marriage, which is you.” Jin Ziyue looked at Qi Tongshan.

“Who would agree to a political marriage?” Qi Tongshan understood Jin Ziyue’s meaning. “That’s why you’d switch me out and sneak me into the engagement ceremony, and then—find a chance to rescue people?”

Jin Ziyue nodded.

Everyone was silent.

This is a game between the White Walkers and the Organization, and every step is significant.

Even as an outsider, calmly analyzing the contest between the two sides gives one a chilling feeling.

The only certainty is that this engagement three days later will definitely be a fierce battle erupting from the pent-up emotions that have been suppressed to the breaking point.

As the true rulers of District 16, the White Walkers must be fearless and have nothing to fear if they dare to use such open schemes.

The dark underworld teems with countless evil spirits, who tread upon corpses and blood, reaching out their claws from the depths of hell.

The organization was making moves. Although they were hiding in the shadows, Jin Ziyue had witnessed the organization's capable individuals and ruthless methods, and he believed that the other side also had something to rely on.

Both monsters are currently keeping a low profile, but when they finally reveal their fangs, it will surely be a fierce attack, a life-or-death struggle.

(End of this chapter)