The male supporting character was actually myself.

Looking at Lulu's sweet smile, Ace of Spades felt a strong longing for a peaceful life well up from the bottom of his heart for the first time.

Meeting the right person at the right time—perhaps it's really time to retire from this industry!

News of President Benjamin Arthur's assassination spread quickly.

Not only did the entire country fall into a brief period of panic, but it also had some international repercussions.

Could it have been done by terrorists?

Could this be an action by a neighboring country?

Or perhaps it's a harbinger of war?

As people lived in fear and unease, evening quietly descended.

Lulu was flipping through TV channels out of boredom when she suddenly saw a news report and exclaimed, "Quick! Come and see!"

Hearing the shouts, Ace of Spades slowly walked out of the bedroom, buttoning up his shirt. His pupils constricted when he saw the television screen!

The event is being broadcast live on television.

It was President Benjamin Arthur who sat behind his desk, condemning the terrorist attacks and the spread of rumors by certain malicious individuals!

"Impossible!" The Ace of Spades was stunned for two seconds. "I've never missed a shot! Killing Benjamin Arthur with a headshot is absolutely correct!"

He hurriedly turned around and went to the bedroom to turn on his computer, wanting to check the status of the mission bounty.

Meanwhile, the president's live broadcast was playing on television sets in public places such as streets, bars, restaurants, and train stations.

The rumors were dispelled on their own, and the individuals and organizations that had just tried to stir up trouble disappeared without a trace.

But the FBI soon arrived and took him away.

"Ah! What the hell!" Xiao Bai exclaimed, his fur standing on end. "Host, didn't the protagonist kill the president? How can he still be giving a live speech and doing a Q&A session with netizens?!"

Jiang Chen, who was focused on making the video, didn't even look up and laughed, "Why are you making such a fuss?"

Can't you guess it?

Of course, the president has a body double.

If I'm not mistaken, the Ace of Spades killed just a stand-in.

The president is using the assassination attempt as an opportunity to expose the big fish behind it all.

"Huh?" The little white cat was a bit confused.

After thinking for a long time, it still couldn't figure out what was going on.

Jiang Chen patiently explained, "Benjamin Arthur was a member of the Conservative Party. People from other parties are always resentful when someone they support doesn't become president."

It's common for people to do dirty tricks behind his back to get rid of him and put their own people in charge.

Furthermore, even if it doesn't involve partisan conflict.

Benjamin offended many people during his tenure, and it's said he even wanted to shut down several departments that weren't doing their jobs properly.

Those who are investigated for corruption and whose positions are about to be lost, who wouldn't want to kill them?

Benjamin himself knew this very well.

Therefore, when I was found to be taking the blame for the protagonist and attracting attention, the security team would definitely report this.

The clever president took the opportunity to fake his death using a body double.

Let's see who's behind this.

This is a very simple game of strategy; it's just a matter of whether Mr. Benjamin can catch the big fish.

The little white cat's eyes darted around in black circles, "Humans are so complicated..."

The president's live broadcast dispelled rumors of his assassination, and he subsequently appeared at a veterans' visit, presenting an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

"I'm sorry, your bounty mission has not been completed. President Benjamin Arthur of the United States is still active in various activities, and the organization has determined that your assassination attempt failed."

The liaison officer said in a disguised, emotionless mechanical voice, "If this bounty mission fails, the penalty you need to pay will be deducted directly from your account."

Do you have any other questions?

The Ace of Spades suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth, saying, "My mission is complete!"

Benjamin Arthur was shot in the head in the park where a memorial ceremony was held in the Punk Industrial Estate.

There were many people present, and the organization has a professional intelligence network; they can definitely find out!

“I’m sorry, Benjamin Arthur is indeed still alive, so you failed to complete the mission within the allotted time,” the liaison officer replied in his usual tone.

"The one showing up now is a stand-in!" Ace of Spades said angrily, "Can't you even understand such a simple thing?"

Chapter Twenty-Six: Admit it, you're a loser.

“Sorry, customers only care about the final result,” the liaison officer replied coldly. “The result is that Benjamin Arthur is still carrying out various activities.”

Whether you kill a real person or a stand-in, the customer's desired outcome has not been achieved.

This is a mistake in your work.

The investigation was not thorough enough; they were unaware that the other party had a body double.

A perfect assassination mission requires taking all possibilities into account.

The bounty mission is only considered successful if Benjamin and his double are both killed, and the United States announces the death of its president.

The Ace of Spades could not contain his anger.

Especially since the other party actually doubted that he had done a perfect job?

This is absolutely intolerable!

"The information I received was provided by you." He opened his mouth, revealing sharp, white teeth, his gaze fierce and menacing. "You knew that Benjamin had to join the Punk Industries trip at the last minute, but you didn't know he had a body double?"

The liaison officer's tone remained flat and indifferent, replying in a fake mechanical voice: "The information provided is only supplementary. As a veteran executor, you should have your own judgment."

If you fail to complete a task, please do not try to find excuses to shirk responsibility.

Don't forget that the organization provides very little information in the early stages. To complete the mission, the assassin needs to search for the target's travel routes and various situations on their own.

The organization believes that combining the intelligence network with assassins can reduce your workload when carrying out assassination missions. That's why they provide detailed information to the employer after the assassin receives the bounty.

However, relying too heavily on information provided by the organization and being lazy in not conducting more detailed investigations led to the mission's failure.

Ace of Spades, you must admit this was your mistake.

There is no causal relationship between this and the information provided by the organization.

Angrily hanging up the call, Ace of Spades watched as a huge penalty was deducted from his account on the secret network, his anger rising uncontrollably.

"Dangdang!"

He stood up and smashed a decorative vase to the ground, sending shards flying everywhere and startling Lulu, who was watching TV in the living room.

"What happened?" she asked softly as she opened the door.

Ace of Spades unbuttoned the top two buttons of his white shirt, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to think about what to do next.

Benjamin Arthur...

Was the person who got shot in the head by himself the real person or a stand-in?

He found it unbearable that his outstanding performance in completing the task had become a stain on his career.

We absolutely have to turn this around!

"Is it because of the assassination attempt on the president?" Lulu carefully picked up the pieces, then gently wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, pressing her entire body against him. "Let's not worry about that anymore, okay?"

Let's get out of here!

"As you said, we can buy a big farm in the south and live a very happy life."

"I will not allow my career to end with a stain."

Having quickly calmed his anger, Ace of Spades closed his eyes, and fragments of memories he didn't want to recall resurfaced in his mind.

The first time I killed someone with a gun; the first time I dismembered a body...

Scenes unfolded one after another, and he recalled the small patch of blue sky and the slightly damp wind on the training field, carrying a faint fragrance of plants.

He suddenly opened his eyes, broke free from Lulu's soft body, turned on the computer, and began searching on the map.

The training ground must be secluded and sparsely populated; it must have large buildings; there must be a lake or a large river nearby; and it must be planted with large areas of pine trees and perhaps also a lot of grassland.

Using the most accurate real-world map, Ace of Spades carefully observed the suspected area.

A moment later, his eyes lit up!

In the northern part of Country Y, in Zongzhou, there is a vast mountain range, within which lies an abandoned military factory.

Looking down at the map, one can see an area that appears to be an organization's training base.

But as soon as you switch to the realistic 3D simulation mode, the military factory disappears as if it has been blocked.

After browsing for a few seconds, the computer suddenly displayed "Unauthorized Reality Map Mode for Private Territory!"

"This is getting interesting." The Ace of Spades gave a meaningful smile.

He took a screenshot of the approximate outline, noted down the coordinates, and saved the information in an encrypted folder.

"Drip drip!"

At the same time, Jiang Chen's computer beeped as he was enjoying afternoon tea at a luxury resort hotel.

The little white cat, its cheeks bulging from stuffing itself with a donut, muttered, "Big Shot, is this the alarm you set?"

“I planted the virus on the protagonist’s computer.” Jiang Chen took a sip of juice, got up and turned on the computer. “He must have put data into the encrypted files again.”

Sure enough, he opened the encrypted file on the other person's computer.

There are now a few more pictures and a set of coordinate numbers.

Jiang Chen opened the same map software on his computer, entered the coordinates, glanced at it, and chuckled, "So you've figured out the location of the organization's training base, haven't you?"

He stretched and then made a call on his phone.

Good afternoon, dear Mayweather.

When the Watcher's disguised voice came through the receiver, Mavis's heart suddenly started beating faster for some reason.