The male supporting character was actually myself.

With her perfect body proportions, her long-term exercise gives her a subtle, wild beauty.

She's a woman who can be both charming and alluring, and also heroic and spirited. I love her!

I want to make an appointment...

Chapter Six: Jiang Chen's Series of Foreshadowing

"Hello, hello." Jiang Chen stepped forward with a bright smile and shook hands with her. "It's an honor to receive praise from such a beautiful lady!"

If Commander Irving likes it, I will personally invite him to the next photography exhibition.

I was appointed to conduct the interview today, a task that came as a last resort.

Most importantly, I was staying at the Moon Hotel when the incident happened yesterday.

The newspaper's editors believe that those who personally experienced the entire process are better able to write about the authenticity of the event.

However, reporting on specific cases will primarily follow the instructions of the task force, and preliminary drafts will be reviewed by Chief of Staff Irving before publication.

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Chen sat down opposite her and began to listen carefully to Mei Weisi's explanation of the basic facts of the case.

The entire interview was not long.

Media reports are intended to calm public panic, and details of the case will certainly not be revealed; therefore, they are basically official statements.

He seemed to say a lot, but actually he didn't say anything at all.

During their brief encounter, Mayweather clearly took a liking to the photographer and journalist, and even chatted for two minutes about his photography exhibition.

“At the time of the incident, I happened to be at the Moon Hotel.” Jiang Chen took out his phone, opened a video, and handed it over. “I had set up the equipment to film the entire red carpet process.”

Unexpectedly, the crime scene was captured on camera.

The newspaper's editor-in-chief wants to publish some photos from the article; could you please take a look and see if that's permissible?

Live video?

Meiweisi paused slightly, then opened the video on her phone.

Shot from a top-down angle using professional equipment, the entire shooting process was captured in great detail.

“The video definitely can’t be leaked.” Mayweather handed the phone back to him. “Please delete it, Mr. Jiang Chen. As for these photos…”

The first photo, taken from an overhead angle, shows Hansen Smith arm in arm with a red-haired girl, waving to reporters on the red carpet, while a bullet has already pierced his temple, splattering red blood.

The image is somewhat blurred, and Hansen Smith's body has begun to tilt.

The second image shows Hansen Smith lying on the red carpet, surrounded by a blurred crowd of people of various colors, with blood staining the road red.

The third picture shows the moment when flames burst out of the storage room window during the explosion. A ball of orange flame illuminated the originally dim building, and the people in the picture all showed expressions of surprise, horror, and fear.

The fourth picture shows a frightened girl.

She had short red hair, wore glamorous heavy makeup, exaggerated earrings, and a black backless evening gown.

She stood beside Hansen Smith's body, her arms outstretched, looking helpless, a stark contrast to the corpse.

Mayweather's gaze swept over the red-haired girl without lingering.

The CIA had already obtained detailed information about Lulu, who was an orphan who had lost both her parents.

Her background is simple and clean; she was just a poor girl from a humble background who received charitable assistance from Hanson Smith a few years ago when she was studying. Later, somehow, she ended up sleeping with him.

Taking out the photos of Hansen Smith's death, Mavis pointed to the remaining three, "They can be published."

"Okay." Jiang Chen smiled and deleted the video from her phone, taking the three photos that were allowed.

Mayweather casually asked, "Was Mr. Jiang Chen also attending a charity gala? Didn't you witness the whole thing?"

“No,” he replied tactfully. “I wasn’t on the charity gala’s invitation list. I just heard yesterday that the Moon Hotel’s prized possession would be on display on the top floor, and I wanted to take a picture of it.”

I wasn't by the window when the incident happened, so I didn't witness the horrific scene.

Who could have imagined this would happen...?

The verbal probing was easily glossed over, and Mayweather quickly changed the subject.

Having achieved his goal, Jiang Chen got up to leave after a brief chat.

To make a lasting impression, he complimented him as he said goodbye, "Goodbye, Commander Irving. Uh, your watch is beautiful and suits you very well!"

Mayweather's heart skipped a beat, but her smile remained unchanged. She raised her wrist and explained, "This is my mother's keepsake. It was a gift from my grandmother when she got married."

My maternal grandmother was a jewelry designer, and this was designed and made by her personally.

No wonder that in the plot, when the Ace of Spades contacted Mayweather to prepare for his escape, he added that line.

Besides the fact that he was looking at Mavis through the sniper scope at the time, Ace of Spades must have conducted a more detailed investigation into her.

The brief interview in the morning made Mayweather very concerned.

Could it be a coincidence?

She immediately began investigating the other party's personal information.

Clean, simple, and beautiful, with nothing suspicious about it; apart from the death of both parents, it was practically a smooth and perfect life.

Could it be a fake?

Meiweis stared at Jiang Chen's sunny and handsome photo on his profile, feeling somewhat suspicious.

The photos and sample articles to be published by Xinmeibao were sent over quickly. She carefully reviewed them and, after confirming that there were no problems, replied to the other party in an email.

The task force was busy for the next two days, but there was no substantial progress in the Hansen Smith assassination case.

It seemed as if the person who killed him had descended from the sky, leaving no trace and vanishing without a trace.

No clues were found regarding the bullet;

The sniping location was destroyed by bombing and then burned, leaving no trace.

The security cameras in the building were either originally just for show, or their wires were cut and rendered useless.

Clean and neat, leaving no trace, Mayweis rubbed her face and forced herself to cheer up.

She knew that she could not afford to relax even slightly when facing such a formidable opponent!

"Ring ring~"

The phone rang, and when Mayweis looked closely, it was another encrypted call!

"Hello?" She walked outside, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then pressed the call button.

"Good morning, dear Mayweather." Jiang Chen said, getting straight to the point while operating the computer: "The new bounty was accepted as soon as it was posted."

Kill Carl Smith within three days.

Unexpectedly, a second assassination attempt has been announced so soon. Mavis pressed, "Hanson Smith's son?"

“Yes.” He continued in a gentle tone, “The killer should be the same person.”

“This time we will definitely strengthen our defenses and retaliate, and try our best to catch them!” Mayweather subconsciously looked around again to make sure no one was there, and lowered her voice: “We have found out that Hansen Smith has had close private contact with the United States.”

His assassination is likely related to the United States.

We are still investigating based on the leads.

Country M?

Jiang Chen thought about it carefully; there was no such scene in the script.

However, after completing the assassination of Carl Smith, Ace of Spades was hunted down, prompting him to accelerate his escape plan, suggesting there might be some hidden secrets behind it.

“A watcher in the darkness.” Mavis lowered her voice even further. “Have we... met before?”

Jiang Chen smiled faintly. Taking the protagonist's path left him with nowhere to go. His clever superior had indeed already noticed.

"Please stop asking such probing questions," he chuckled. "Who knows if your phone is being tapped?"

Our adversaries are an evil organization and the top assassins they have trained.

We must not let our guard down.

I will still try to stop and catch him this time.

If it were me, I would probably choose to take action on the last day, at Hansen Smith's funeral, within the three-day timeframe.

Goodbye, dear Mayweather, all the best to you.

Chapter Seven: No Longer Standing By

Jiang Chen hung up the phone and picked up the script to read it.

His contact with Mavis and his disclosure of the protagonist's whereabouts had no impact on the plot.

In other words, for the assassin Ace of Spades, neither these two assassination attempts nor his contact with Mavis to bring down the mysterious organization actually had much impact on his goals.

In the past two days, Ace of Spades should have already started secretly investigating Lulu's situation and planning how to get close to her.

He checked his custom-made equipment to make sure everything was in order, and then began to wander around the streets and alleys like other tourists.

"Host, what are we doing going out so late?"

With you disguised and using a fake identity, it feels like something big is about to happen!

The following night, Jiang Chen, carrying a small bag, climbed out of the hotel window he had scouted out beforehand. The little white cat yawned and asked curiously.

He pulled his hat brim low, trying to hide himself in the shadows cast by the buildings.

Following the route I had scouted beforehand, I walked towards a hotel not far away.

"Shh... This operation is crucial to the whole plan. Go play your game and don't bother me," Jiang Chen whispered, dodging a surveillance camera.

noob:……

Something doesn't seem right. I'm an auxiliary system, so I should be helping the host. How did I gradually become a useless system that just eats, drinks, and waits to win without lifting a finger?

It scratched its ear with its little paws and fell into deep thought.

Jiang Chen walked through the darkness and arrived at the most upscale and luxurious Diamond Hotel in the city.

Top assassins, you know, have money and the protagonist's halo, and can go anywhere with their shiny bald heads and still remain undetected.

They frequent high-end venues, drive luxury cars, and even in fights, they win with seven parts showing off and three parts skill.