I write obituaries for the gods

“I told them not to bother me,” Xileina chuckled.

"I thought they would stick by your side."

"So I asked them to take a nap and recharge," Xileina tilted her head, "Isn't that a bit much?"

Jiang Zhengge smiled disdainfully. He subconsciously reached for a cigarette, but realized he hadn't brought one, so he could only pick up a wine glass instead.

Seeing that Jiang Zhengge didn't send her away again, tide Leina smiled once more.

“I won’t bother you tonight,” she said softly. “I know what you’re here for, and I can help you.”

“I will not trust a demigod,” Jiang Zhengge put down his wine glass. “That little yellow duck will never come back.”

After saying that, he got up and walked away into the distance once again.

Before she had taken two steps, Xileina spoke up:

"I guess you want to see Zuo Xia, right?"

Jiang Zhengge turned his head and met tide Leina's somewhat stubborn little face.

"Are you going to tell him?"

“I’ll introduce you to him,” Xileina said, picking up her glass and swirling it gently. “This guy’s planning to use the carnival as an opportunity to run away with his money. Hmph, I haven’t liked him for a long time. He was always pointing fingers at me when we were filming…”

"If I don't accept your recommendation, are you going to tell him on me?" Jiang Zhengge asked again.

"Do you have to think of me so badly, Lao Jiang..."

A hint of grievance appeared in tide Leina's eyes.

"It's been so long, let me help you out, anyway..."

"...You won't be able to struggle for much longer."

......

Chapter 74 He fears us

In the kitchen, Lin Chen placed the tray in a corner, turned it around casually a couple of times, and then picked it up again.

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

"Zuo Xia has arrived on the 50th floor and will be at the venue soon. We can begin preparations."

"receive."

Lin Chen picked up the wine tray, then casually grabbed a fruit plate, and walked towards the refrigerator in the corner of the kitchen as if no one else was there.

He closed the refrigerator door, took out a bag of laxatives from his pocket, and put the laxatives in the wine.

Just as Lin Chen was about to drug the fruit platter as well, the door behind him suddenly opened—

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Lin Chen stopped moving.

That voice belonged to the bald manager.

He didn't turn around, and answered softly:

"I'm not feeling well, so I'm resting here for a while."

"Not feeling well? Why don't you go to the presidential suite and take a nap?" the bald manager mocked. "Should I call a few more women to comfort you? Turn around!"

Lin Chen closed his eyes and gently touched the holster on his vest.

He had filled his pistol with rubber bullets beforehand, so he could use them for self-defense in such situations.

"Damn it, can't you understand human language?"

Seeing that Lin Chen still didn't move, the bald manager began to approach him.

Just as Lin Chen was about to turn around and fire, he suddenly heard a crisp sound.

"Clap."

Something fell to the ground, accompanied by tense panting.

Lin Chen turned his head and saw Hao Ge standing behind the supervisor, looking panicked.

He was holding half a broken plate in his hand; the other half, of course, had shattered on the ground after he struck the supervisor's bald head.

"Damn it, this idiot followed you in, cursing and swearing..." Brother Hao stammered, "I...I was afraid something would happen to you, so I...fuck!"

He pinched his philtrum hard, his expression suddenly turning fierce.

“Go do your work,” Brother Hao said in a low voice. “I’ll handle him.”

"Okay." Lin Chen nodded.

He knew that time was of the essence at a time like this.

Lin Chen quickly added the drug to the fruit platter, then picked up the platter and headed towards the bustling carnival.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let's welcome the famous director of Yudu, the honorary film and television consultant of the foundation, and the director who has created box office miracles, Director Zuo Xia! Please give him a warm welcome!"

"Clap clap clap clap clap..."

Amidst the waves of applause, Jiang Zhengge stared at the girl sitting opposite him, his expression gloomy.

She just said, "Anyway, you won't be able to struggle for much longer."

“No matter what your brother plans to do, he won’t succeed,” Jiang Zhengge said softly. “I will stop him.”

“You can’t stop it,” Xileina shook her head gently, “but you can try, really, I can help you.”

tide Lena turned her head and looked at the stage at the other end of the banquet hall.

“He’s here,” the girl said softly. “Look, see how fear drives a loyal dog of the Foundation to the brink of exile.”

Under the spotlight, Zuo Xia, dressed in a suit and tie, walked to the center of the podium and shook hands with the host with a smile.

"Hello everyone, hello everyone," Zuo Xia said, opening his arms. "Ah... thank you all for coming. Really, compared to the elites from the Western film industry, I am unworthy of this honor, really."

He bowed to the crowd below and then began to speak eloquently.

In a corner of the banquet hall, Lin Chen observed the main stage, silently listening to every word Zuo Xia said.

This guy went on and on about his film philosophy, his admiration for the Western film industry, and his longing for a super America.

In summary, he's a Western-worshipping dog.

If the intelligence is correct, then it's clear that Zuo Xia really wants to escape from Chongqing, and he's even fawning over foreigners like this.

"How is Section Chief Jiang?" Li Zhanyi's voice came through.

"Fortunately, Xileina hasn't done anything out of line so far," Louis's voice came through.

Lin Chen looked in Jiang Zhengge's direction: he was sitting at the table with a girl with blue curly hair, quietly watching the podium.

Although he had no expression on his face, Lin Chen could tell that the natural and relaxed state that he unconsciously revealed when they were together was something that people who had only known each other for a short time could not produce.

Section Chief Jiang...has known this demigod from the foundation for a long time?

"..."

As Lin Chen was pondering, a loud melody from a superhero movie pulled him back to reality.

He looked toward the main stage, where a still from "Turning the Tide" was prominently displayed on the screen: Qingtian stood with his hands on his hips, looking up at the sky with an arrogant expression.

It's as if his voice and appearance are still vivid in my mind.

"It's a pity that our old friend, the true hero of Yudu, Qingtian, should be here!"

The sound of the left shrimp was deafening:

"His heroism shines as brightly as the values ​​of a super-American nation, like a beacon for humanity! He should be standing here, sharing in the joy of this masterpiece with us!"

"After our old friend Optimus Prime died in the line of duty, the publisher postponed the release of the 'Turning the Tide' series. There was also a lot of public opinion that Optimus Prime was not as clean as he appeared!"

"And today, I am announcing some very important news for me: 'The Last Stand' will have its premiere in Super America! In memory of our old friend, the gamma-level demigod Optimus Prime!"

As soon as the news broke, the entire carnival was engulfed in applause.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the news announced by Zuo Xia, but Lin Chen knew that it wasn't because "Turning the Tide" was some kind of heavyweight production.

Left Shrimp's film premiered on Super America, meaning he bypassed the foundation's delayed release and proactively reached a cooperation agreement with Super America.

As a lackey of a well-known foundation in the industry, Zuo Xia's choice is clearly sending a message to everyone:

He will no longer work with the foundation.

Does this mean the foundation is declining, or is it because the secrets behind the foundation have exceeded its tolerance threshold?

Everyone was excited about this unresolved matter.

“Do you see it? His fear,” Jiang Zhengge heard the girl whisper in his ear, “He’s afraid of us. He’s seen our secret, so he wants to run away.”

"He's not declaring a stance, he's seeking asylum. Do you think those white people will want him? He's a hot potato now. In the West, even we Roma, who are considered inferior, probably have a higher status than him..."

Jiang Zhengge turned his head, glanced at tide Leina beside him, and said softly:

“tide Lena, you are not inferior to anyone.”

tide Lena's expression faltered slightly, and in the chaotic lighting of the banquet, the corner of her mouth seemed to twitch slightly.

The girl turned her head, as if nothing had happened, and pointed at Zuo Xia, who had just finished his speech:

"Look, he's come down. Come on, I'll take you to see him?"

......

Chapter 75 Counter-reconnaissance Awareness

"Note that the section chief is moving to the left shrimp."

Upon hearing Louis's message, Lin Chen turned his head and looked at the other side of the hall.

Amidst the surging crowd, he immediately spotted Xileina's sea-blue curly hair.

"I'll follow them," Lin Chen said softly.

Lin Chen nimbly weaved through the crowd, occasionally handing out a glass of wine laced with laxatives.

The reason is simple: toilets are not always locked. If someone discovers that the toilet is locked in advance, they will definitely try to unlock it. Although unlocking takes time, what if they succeed?

Therefore, Lin Chen put a low dose of laxative in some wine glasses, delaying the onset of the condition by about 10 minutes.

If the toilet is opened beforehand, then those who have taken laxatives will help Lin Chen fill it back up.

In any case, Zuo Xia won't be able to use the toilet properly today.

Lin Chen felt like he was a master of laxatives.

"..."

As Lin Chen approached, he saw Zuo Xia clinking glasses and talking with a white director.

"...Your work has left a deep impression on me. You've truly captured the essence of the American unification wars from a completely new perspective. Your focus on the Latin Americans who lost their homes showcases Western civilization's self-reflection..."

After hearing these words, Lin Chen felt nauseous.

He didn't approach the table, but instead looked towards Section Chief Jiang: tide Leina had been greeting people the whole way, so her pace was actually a bit slower than Lin Chen's.

Jiang Zhengge, on the other hand, took a glass of wine from another waiter in advance and swirled it gently.

Lin Chen knew that Zuo Xia must be very vigilant and wouldn't be so easily fooled.

He needed to find an opportunity, an opportunity that the left shrimp had overlooked.

"..."

"...Director Zuo Xia, it's been a long time."

Zuo Xia turned his head, and when he saw the radiant blue-haired girl, the smile on his lips faded a bit.

“Ms. tide Lena,” Zuo Xia smiled awkwardly, “I didn’t hear that you would be participating in the carnival today.”

“I didn’t know you were coming today,” Xileina smiled gently. “Life is always full of surprises, isn’t it?”

"You have to understand my predicament. 'Turning the Tide' is my life's work. As the director, I certainly want my work to be seen by the world. Since the foundation has suspended distribution, I can only..."

"It's no use telling me," tide Leina blinked. "I'm just an artist; I don't follow the company's other businesses. But I wish you success though~"

"Thank you..." Zuo Xia bowed her head slightly.

"Let me introduce you. This is Jiang Zhengge," tide Leina said, pointing casually to Jiang Zhengge beside her like a little girl. "He is the head of the Rapid Response Section 1 of the Yudu Abnormal Investigation Bureau."