I write obituaries for the gods

"Go to the restroom, Lin Chen, Zhan Yi," Jiang Zhengge said softly. "The operation has begun."

"receive."

Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi got up almost simultaneously and left the stands.

The raindrops pattered on my face, feeling cool and refreshing.

After the two children left, Jiang Zhengge felt something loosen in his chest.

Through the zoom, he could clearly see tide Leina on the stage, and see that familiar face.

That face, framed by the crosshair, was as beautiful as a sapphire.

"That's the same way you showed me~"

(This is the way you taught me...)

On stage, tide Leina turned gracefully, her deep blue eyes sweeping across the stands.

In her vision, every raindrop reflected light and shadow, and she could see everyone in the stadium through those light and shadow.

"Showed me~"

Through the curtain of torrential rain, tide Leina saw Jiang Zhengge.

Jiang Zhengge was also looking at her.

At that moment, the two looked at each other.

Accompanied by dazzling blue lights, Xileina softly sang:

You showed me love...

(You taught me what love is...)

Almost simultaneously...

Jiang Zhengge pulled the trigger!

"Oh!"

The third bullet pierced through the rain and the dazzling stage lights—

Through Xilena's wavy blue curls—

Pan Enfu is in the box directly behind!

"Pfft!"

Jiang Zhengge stared at the scene through the telephoto lens: Pan Enfu lay dead in the private room, and panicked bodyguards swarmed forward to shield him from gunfire.

What's the point of shielding a dead man from gunfire?

Jiang Zhengge chuckled and began to disassemble the gun in his hand, quickly turning it back into a briefcase.

He leaned back slightly, crossed his arms, and began to listen to the song attentively.

......

"Pan Enfu has been killed. Repeat, Pan Enfu has been killed."

Lin Chen had just stepped into the corridor when he heard Louis's report.

"Section Chief Jiang had Pan Enfu executed..." Lin Chen frowned. "Why...?"

“His men have ordered a search of the stadium! You have to…” Louis stopped mid-sentence, “Wait… no…”

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen looked around.

"Were Pan Enfu's men stopped by tide Leina's men?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen suddenly had a profound realization.

"Damn..." He laughed in exasperation.

I have to say, Section Chief Jiang is really despicable.

He already knew that Pan Enfu had become tide Leina's agent, and he also knew that Pan Enfu was put down by Mr. P to control tide Leina.

Therefore, Jiang Zhengge shot Pan Enfu dead.

Could Xileina not notice the bullets hitting the platform beneath her feet? An ordinary person might indeed miss it due to the noise of the stage and the downpour, but Xileina is a demigod!

She guessed what Jiang Zhengge was going to do, and Jiang Zhengge also thought she could guess it too.

Therefore, the moment Pan Enfu was killed, tide Lena's men, following her instructions, stopped their search of the stadium.

"Old Jiang, you're really something," Li Zhanyi muttered.

On the stands, Jiang Zhengge chuckled softly.

At this moment, the song ended, and Xileina descended to the bottom of the stage amidst cheers.

She's going to change her clothes.

Jiang Zhengge stood up, patted the water stains off his raincoat, picked up his suitcase, and left the stands.

After entering the stadium building, he went directly to the box where Pan Enfu was located, following the route he had scouted beforehand.

......

“All of Pan Enfu’s men have gone upstairs, and there’s no one watching the cars in the underground parking garage now,” Louis’s voice reached Lin Chen’s ears. “It seems like they’re arguing with tide Leina’s people?”

"These geniuses at the foundation really love infighting," Lin Chen muttered.

At this moment, Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi were standing in a corner of the main stadium building.

This place looks ordinary, but it is actually an underground parking lot located directly below.

"Louis, are you sure there's no one in the underground parking lot?" Lin Chen asked softly.

“They’re all gone, very cleanly. It seems Pan Enfu’s men are too lazy to watch tide Lena’s car anymore, after all, the boss is dead,” Louis said. “I can take the monitoring system offline for three minutes. Let me know when it’s ready.”

"Just now."

After confirming that no one was around, Lin Chen bent down and gently touched the ground.

He closed his eyes, feeling the tombstone of "Euclid," and imagining how he tore through space.

"Zhanyi, help me cover my eyes," Lin Chen said with some difficulty.

"Oh? Okay!"

Li Zhanyi ran up behind Lin Chen, and then Lin Chen felt a pair of slender, soft hands cover his eyes.

Warm, with a faint scent of grapefruit blossoms...

No, concentrate...

Lin Chen took a deep breath and imagined the spatial coordinates below in his mind.

He imagined the space of the underground parking garage, and imagined a triangular door gradually emerging from the center of the space...

Then, he gently rotated his wrist, and a silvery-white light surged forth—

"Om-"

The next second, Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi suddenly plummeted, falling into the triangular gate—

"Wow!"

Before landing, Lin Chen swiftly caught Li Zhanyi in his arms and carried her to the ground in a perfect princess carry.

"I'm a little out of practice, sorry." Lin Chen breathed softly as he released Li Zhanyi.

Li Zhanyi was also breathing softly, looking as if he had been frightened.

Lin Chen looked up and quickly searched the garage, soon spotting the eye-catching Rolls-Royce Phantom Long Wheelbase.

He removed the listening device that had been attached to his shoelaces, bent down, and quickly approached the luxury car.

"Snapped!"

"The bugging device has been planted," Lin Chen pressed his earpiece. "Old Jiang, when are we leaving?"

......

Chapter 11 Torrential Rain (Third Update)

Jiang Zhengge walked calmly through the stadium's corridors, his briefcase swaying in his hand.

"Old Jiang, when are we retreating?" Lin Chen's voice came.

"You guys go back now, I'll be back later," Jiang Zhengge said softly.

"Don't you need us to meet you?"

"Need not."

Jiang Zhengge stopped in his tracks, then quickly moved closer to the wall and leaned against it.

The entrance to the private room not far away was completely blocked: two groups of people were arguing, and shouts could be heard every now and then.

"Do you know who he is?! Pan Enfu! Pan Enfu! Mr. P's eldest son!"

"Sorry, you have no right to stop the concert. This is Ms. Xileina's turf..."

"She's nothing but a puppet! Mr. P can turn her into a pawn with just a word! Then you'll be dealt with along with her!"

tide Lena's assistant seemed about to argue further when a light voice came from behind the crowd:

"Alright, let them search if they want."

Everyone turned around and saw Xileina, soaking wet, walking over and gently smoothing her hair with her hand.

Through the crowd, she saw Pan Enfu's body and chuckled softly:

"Young Master Pan is really careless. As his agent, I thought he had arranged the stadium's security to be tight enough."

“You’re a demigod! Who would bother to upgrade security for a demigod?” Pan Enfu’s confidant roared.

“That makes sense,” Xileina nodded gently. “It’s a pity that he doesn’t seem to be a demigod, but he thinks he is more powerful than a demigod.”

"you..."

The confidant wanted to say something more, but suddenly froze.

Because the deep blue in Xileina's eyes suddenly became dazzling, like the blue moon in the boundless deep sky.

“Go search, take your puppies, and try to find the sniper,” Xileina’s tone was clearly tinged with a hint of threat. “But my concert will continue. If you have any objections, feel free to report to your Mr. P.”

"After all, as soon as Young Master Pan entered my studio, he wanted to take over all the power. Now that this kind of safety accident has happened, I think he should be able to learn something next time."

"If... there is a next time."

Xileina waved to the crowd:

"Disperse, both sides, go do what you were doing. I'm going to check the body."

"You go search," the confidant gestured to several bodyguards, "Leave a few men here with me..."

"Whatever," tide Leina said casually.

The bodyguards dispersed, and tide Leina entered the private room, gazing at the corpses on the ground.

Pan Enfu had a large blood hole between his eyebrows: precise, ruthless, and with a touch of showmanship.

“.50 caliber,” Xileina said softly, “the head is still in its basic shape, which means the barrel isn’t very good. The makeshift assembly… is as imaginative as ever.”

"The way you speak makes it sound like you know who the murderer is..." the confidant whispered. "Can I take that to mean you let Young Master Pan be killed?"

“I do know who the murderer is,” Xileina said calmly.

The confidant's expression visibly contorted, and his hands trembled.

"Fine...it seems you really want to make a big deal out of this..."

"Things won't escalate," tide Leina said confidently.

"How so? He's Mr. P's most beloved eldest son..."

"Because you no longer have a chance to inform on us."

tide Lena turned her head and looked at her confidant and the bodyguards around him.

Almost simultaneously, the door to the private room opened.

Jiang Zhengge walked in carrying a briefcase. He glanced at tide Leina, then at the bodyguards dressed in black.