I write obituaries for the gods

This plan is really lone wolf-like... it really doesn't need any help.

"Xiao Lin just needs to find an opportunity to plant the bugging device, and Zhan Yi should cooperate with him," Jiang Zhengge said calmly. "Leave the rest to me."

"Are you sure this is okay?" Lin Chen looked at his phone screen. "If this plan goes wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Don't worry, I know how to deal with tide Leina," Jiang Zhengge said, turning the steering wheel. "We're here."

After the car entered the parking lot and parked, Jiang Zhengge took a briefcase from the trunk and led the two into the crowd.

When they approached the crowd, the three of them almost simultaneously put on masks.

"It's even more suspicious now," Li Zhanyi muttered.

"There's nothing I can do. Triton put my face on the front page of the newspaper; it's too easy for him to recognize me," Lin Chen said softly.

tide Lena's popularity is indeed exaggerated. The three of them arrived almost at the last minute, and the area outside the Olympic Sports Center was already packed with people.

Various stalls selling souvenirs crowded the roadside, with vendors holding up piles of strange and unusual items and shouting their wares.

In the blink of an eye, Li Zhanyi had already bought a Xileina toy: a movable Xileina chibi acrylic standee with two red blushes photoshopped onto its large head, which could be shaken at will.

"Old Jiang! Look at this!" Li Zhanyi handed it to Jiang Zhengge.

Looking at tide Leina's cute little face bobbing back and forth, Jiang Zhengge sighed softly.

"Stop idolizing demigods, you're just being clingy."

"No, I'm just pretending to be a fan," Zhanyi chuckled. "Actually, I've always had a good impression of her, since she seems like the kind of person who only sings and doesn't do anything bad."

“She won’t let you know even if she does something bad,” Jiang Zhengge corrected, “but it doesn’t matter, let’s just consider it knowing ourselves and our enemy.”

"Hmm, don't worry, do you think I'm the kind of person who would be a fan of an idol?"

Li Zhanyi seemed very excited, probably because he had been at school for a long time this week and was full of energy when he came out to play.

Humans also need social interaction to release feelings of loneliness.

"Water for sale! Bottled water! It can pass through security!" someone shouted.

"Want to buy some?" Lin Chen looked at the stall. "Didn't they say we can't bring bottled water in?"

“You can’t bring that either, he’s lying,” Jiang Zhengge said calmly. “Enter the underground parking garage from that side, pay attention.”

Lin Chen glanced in the direction Jiang Zhengge was pointing: next to the stairs leading to the security checkpoint, there was a road that led directly to the underground parking garage.

He roughly confirmed the location, and then calculated the distance between this location and the stands.

Using Euclidean space-time rift, Lin Chen should be able to pass directly through it, provided he finds the right angle...

In his spare time these past few days, Lin Chen has roughly tested this power from Euclid.

The result was better than he expected: he was able to open the triangular door three times without the mask.

However, it would be difficult for him to use spatial tearing as a primary weapon of attack, as Euclid did—that would place an enormous strain on the body.

We need to find a demigod specializing in physical strength to improve this aspect of our abilities... Optimus Prime's current strength is no longer sufficient...

Thinking this, Lin Chen finally reached the ticket gate.

The three men produced forged ID cards from the Investigation Bureau, swiped their cards and used facial recognition to enter, and then rushed toward the security gate.

As Lin Chen approached the security gate, he heard the security guard shouting:

"No bottled water allowed! I've told you so many times!"

"The vendor at the entrance said it's okay to bring it!"

"Then you should ask a vendor to check your vehicle at security; there's no way to bring it in!"

The audience members threw away their bottled water while cursing the vendor's ancestors as they passed through the security gate.

“Old Jiang is quite experienced,” Li Zhanyi laughed. “It’s obvious he’s not a first-timer.”

"Tsk, I've noticed you've been speculating about me a lot lately, Zhanyi," Jiang Zhengge glared at Li Zhanyi, "Don't be so disrespectful, stop it."

"So fierce, so fierce, you scared me to death, Brother Lin." Li Zhanyi shrank to Lin Chen's side.

"Isn't this your first time here...?" Lin Chen looked at Jiang Zhengge queuing in front of the security gate and imagined him secretly buying a ticket, hiding in a corner of the stadium, and listening to tide Leina sing.

Previously, his impression of Jiang Zhengge had always been that of a seasoned, nonchalant Sigma man. Even with a beautiful and close female friend like Director Hua Molan, he only treated her as a buddy.

After seeing Jiang Zhengge's "scar" in the puddles and rainy alley, Lin Chen no longer thought that way.

That man has his own story, a tale of love and hate intertwined in his past that continues to this day.

Lin Chen found it hard to imagine what Jiang Zhengge's feelings would be when dealing with tide Leina.

He inexplicably began to think that if one day Zhan Yi turned into a bad guy, he would have no choice but to deal with him...

What will he do?

"Please let your suitcase go through security." The security guard waved when he saw the bag in Jiang Zhengge's hand.

Jiang Zhengge placed his bag on the conveyor belt, passed through the security gate, and opened his arms for inspection.

At this moment, the security guard looking at the computer looked up:

"Open the suitcase and check it."

Oh no... Could it be that Lao Jiang was discovered carrying a gun?

Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi looked nervously toward the security checkpoint, watching the security officer open the briefcase—

There is nothing inside.

"Why did you bring an empty suitcase?" the security officer asked Jiang Zhengge.

Clearly, their security level was far higher than that of a typical concert: they were from the foundation.

“Buying merchandise,” Jiang Zhengge said innocently, “Can you please stop wasting my time? I need to queue up to buy limited edition support clothing!”

After he finished speaking, he picked up a chibi acrylic toy of Xileina and shook her head.

When did you buy it...? Lin Chen was speechless for a moment, then watched as Jiang Zhengge was let go by the security guard.

He and Li Zhanyi both passed through security, and then walked forward side by side with Jiang Zhengge.

"You really aren't carrying a gun?" Lin Chen muttered softly. "If you're not carrying a gun, how will this plan be carried out?"

"Who said I didn't bring it?" Jiang Zhengge patted the suitcase lightly.

"Isn't it empty?" Li Zhanyi looked around. "Are you going to do a magic trick?"

"Just wait and see," Jiang Zhengge said with a faint smile, "I'll show you a couple of tricks."

The three walked around the inner ring of the stadium for ten minutes before finally finding the stairs leading to the correct stands.

After climbing the stairs and showing his ticket, Lin Chen entered the bustling stadium.

They were greeted by a torrential downpour.

It started raining sometime during the day.

A torrential downpour, like a waterfall, cascaded down from the edge of the dome. Under the dazzling lights, the raindrops scattered like shimmering pearls across the sky, vast and powerful.

Lin Chen had never seen rain like this before. Every raindrop was given a complete outline by the light, like a crystal ball.

At the very center of Pearl Falls, a magnificent four-sided platform stands like a divine altar, with a giant, glowing screen displaying an artistic portrait of Shireina.

"Hurry up! There are raincoats on the seats!" Li Zhanyi grabbed Lin Chen's hand and led him to the seats.

They were lucky; there weren't many people in their row of the stands, and they quickly found their seats.

"My clothes are soaked by the rain, my clothes are soaked by the rain," Lin Chen said, unpacking the raincoat and quickly putting it on. "With this much rain, can we still act?"

“Yes, she probably caused this rain herself,” Jiang Zhengge chuckled.

He put his briefcase on the ground, picked up the glow stick from his seat, and tapped it twice.

Then, Jiang Zhengge began to disassemble the glow sticks.

"Old Jiang, what are you doing?" Li Zhanyi poked his head out. "Did this glow stick bother you?"

She soon realized what Jiang Zhengge was doing: as the base of the glow stick was removed, a bullet spilled out and landed in Jiang Zhengge's palm.

That's a huge bullet... 12.7x99mm...

"Wait... what kind of fan culture is this?" Lin Chen was completely bewildered. "Bullets hidden in glow sticks?"

“Oswald let them in beforehand,” Jiang Zhengge said calmly. “Alright, you guys, hand over your bullets too.”

Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi both took apart their cheering sticks and poured out a 12.7x99mm bullet.

Jiang Zhengge smiled as he put all three bullets into his pocket, then closed his eyes to rest and remained silent.

Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi exchanged a glance: It seems that Section Chief Jiang really does have his own methods; the older generation's ability to create drama is not to be underestimated.

“Actually, I can project bullets,” Lin Chen shrugged, “but smuggling them is too much trouble.”

"I can't let you do everything, can I?" Li Zhanyi chuckled. "The old comrade also wants to show you his skills!"

At that moment, Louis's voice came through Lin Chen's earpiece:

"Attention, Xileina's car has been spotted in the underground parking garage."

......

In the underground parking garage, agent Pan Enfu opened the door of the Phantom and bowed gracefully towards the back seat.

A foot adorned with crystal high heels emerged from the back seat, stepping onto the ground, accompanied by a faint scent of lavender.

tide Leina indifferently avoided Pan Enfu's attempt to take her hand, and looked at her assistant beside her:

"Is everything ready?"

"Ready? I'll take you to the dressing room," the assistant said.

“No need for makeup, it’s raining so hard today,” Xileina said softly. “Just have them prepare the stage costumes.”

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away."

The assistant quickly left, and surrounded by bodyguards, tide Leina headed for the elevator.

Pan Enfu quickly caught up, approached tide Leina with a broad smile:

"tide Lena, you can't just skip rehearsals every time."

“I don’t need to rehearse,” Xileina said coolly. “My singing will be perfect.”

Pan Enfu smiled awkwardly:

"Oh my, I've prepared a surprise for you! A five-tiered cake, to wish you a successful performance! Shall we go to the dressing room and take a look?"

"No need, thank you."

tide Leina stepped into the elevator, and Pan Enfu tried to follow her in, but two bodyguards stopped him outside.

"What's going on?" Pan Enfu frowned. "tide Leina, is this really funny?"

“You’re an agent, not an assistant,” Xileina glanced back at Pan Enfu, “so I won’t waste your time.”

After saying that, the elevator doors closed, leaving Pan Enfu looking completely stunned.

"Damn it, that little bitch..." Pan Enfu cursed.

"Brother Pan, can we tolerate this?" a servant whispered.

“If my dad hadn’t sent me here to work on my resume, I really wouldn’t want to serve her,” Pan Enfu cursed. “I gave her face, and she still acted like she was something else. Damn it, all these demigods think they’re something special. What a bunch of freaks.”

The words drifted on the wind, carried by the rising airflow of the elevator, and reached Xileina's ears.

Her expression remained unchanged—prejudice and gossip were ever-present in her life, whether as a Rom or as a demigod.

"Sister, shall I throw that cake away for you?" the assistant asked tide Leina in a low voice.

“Cut it into small portions and distribute it in the urban village,” tide Lena said softly. “Pan Enfu has a good father, but he didn’t inherit his father’s intelligence. From now on, if he orders you to do anything, just give him a perfunctory response.”

"Okay." The assistant smiled.

Pan Enfu was sent to Xileina Studio to enhance his resume. On the surface, it was a way for the rich kid to get some prestige, but in reality, Mr. P wanted to consolidate the power of the foundation's entertainment department.

Now, with hawks in power and power becoming increasingly concentrated, Mr. Z is consolidating his authority, and the other leaders all want to hold onto their own share of power.

What Mr. P didn't realize was that Mr. Z was now merely Xileina's proxy.

The power grab has reached the level of the superior's superior...

Thinking this, the elevator doors opened, and tide Leina walked into the preparation room directly below the stage.