Chapter 18 All Sounds Disappeared

All the sounds disappeared on the top floor of the Huazhi Building.

It was as silent as a graveyard.

The echo of "I object" still reverberated, not waiting for Lu Nanzhi to finish her subsequent remarks... the projection screen was turned off by the angry old man. Zhao Xilai clenched the wheelchair handles tightly, his expression so gloomy that it seemed water could seep out.

Now, no one laughed.

And this reversal happened so quickly... that the smiles still lingered on some people's faces, quite awkwardly.

The only one who remained consistent was Cui Zhongcheng.

"Ding-ling-ling—"

Soon, the deathly silence on the top floor of Huazhi was broken by the ringing of phones.

More than one person's social account was being called. Ringing sounds arose one after another. The executives who were originally raising champagne to celebrate had strange expressions. They knew that the other end of the phone was the "gold masters" who maintained close contact with various Huazhi projects... These people had one thing in common.

They had injected a large amount of funds into the "Awakening Act" project.

Cui Zhongcheng glanced at his caller ID.

He didn't answer.

Instead, he quietly waited for the ringing to stop.

"The New World project team consumes tens of millions of funds every month... Huazhi has sought different partners within the Five Continents... These people share the risks together, and also share the benefits."

Young Master Cui leaned over and whispered in Grandpa Zhao's ear, "Obviously, just now, Lu Nanzhi's declaration has had a huge impact on the New World plan."

He didn't even need to answer the phone to know.

How angry those investors were on the other end of the phone.

"...I can't understand."

Zhao Xilai regained his composure.

He looked at the surrounding flower-filled celebration venue, boxes and boxes of champagne opened before being drunk.

Sure enough, everything today was a joke.

It was just that he was the biggest joke.

He had clearly left everything to Lu Nanzhi... She had already won the election, and all that was left was to nod.

As long as she nodded, then Huazhi would be hers, and the council seat would also be hers.

Everything would be hers then!

Why... object now?

"It really is... witnessing history."

Zhou Jiren silently looked at the silent parliament screen and muttered this sentence softly.

He knew that the candidate councilor's speech did not represent the final conclusion of the bill... Lu Nanzhi's declaration was more like a declaration of war.

What followed would be a "real war" that would affect the fate of millions of people in the capital.

Although these millions of people were unaware.

"By the way, let me remind you that before the election... Lu Nanjin returned to the capital." Mr. Shu chuckled softly, put down half a cigar, and left the Huazhi Building.

The Lu family's youngest daughter, returned to the capital?

The old man sitting in the wheelchair was a little dazed. He fell into deep thought.

Zhao Xilai felt a little ridiculous at this moment.

He sincerely felt his own "aging." The years had brought him rich experience and supreme status. He still controlled the lifeline of countless people in the capital, and still enjoyed the omniscience and omnipotence of gathering thousands of pieces of information. Here, any disturbance, even the escape of a fly, could not escape his eyes.

For example... the meeting between Lu Nanzhi and Ye Ningqiu in the Free Auditorium was known to him in less than a minute.

But the beginning of aging, isn't not being able to see.

It was seeing, but not realizing.

Realizing, but not being able to make the right response.

True aging is... slowness, hesitation, and inability to judge.

He didn't even know what caused the current situation. He was no longer as sharp as he was when he was young.

After a long time, the old man asked softly.

"Lu Nanjin returned to the capital, why didn't I know?"

Cui Zhongcheng, who was holding the wheelchair, replied in a deep voice, "According to your instructions, I have sorted and summarized the relevant files. Your habit is to read them once a week. Tomorrow is the date for you to read the file documents."

"Heh..."

Zhao Xilai lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

So... that's how it is?

True aging is also arrogance, conceit, and laziness.

Mentioning Lu Nanjin, Cui Zhongcheng said in a low voice, "There is a video recording that I think you should take the time to watch. It has been circulating internally in the council these past few days... Zhou Jiren has established a 'Special Operations Team' in the capital. The core members of this team are Gu Shen, Lu Nanjin, and Chen Mei. The three of them are investigating the case of the S-level suspect 'Xiao'."

...

...

Chen Mei raised his head.

He stared at the incandescent light above.

This interrogation room was as silent as the bottom of the sea, ten thousand miles deep.

Three days.

Zhou Jiren only sent one meal a day... This frequency of eating was not uncomfortable for Chen Mei. A high-level transcendent who had mastered the Great Achievement Breathing Technique could reduce his energy consumption to a very low level to cope with harsh natural conditions.

The absolute silence and loneliness during these three days were his real enemies.

Holy wood bound him.

Red silver wrapped the interrogation room layer by layer.

The ability of "Time Slowdown" was useless here... He couldn't break free from the holy wood, so he could only be pressed to death in this small interrogation room.

Has that video spread?

Did Xiao see it?

Thoughts spread, like thousands of strands of seaweed. For Chen Mei, who possessed the ability of "Time Slowdown," being imprisoned in the interrogation room was a real torture, because his time would only be longer than three days...

He would rather all the guesses have a result.

Suddenly.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Someone knocked on the door.

Zhou Jiren would never knock on the door.

Chen Mei frowned and looked at the unfamiliar visitor who entered the interrogation room. In his eyes... this was no longer a human being, but a blurry shadow.

As soon as this shadow appeared, it gave him a sense of towering, tallness in his mind.

This was a towering person.

The other party sat across the long table in the interrogation room... This sitting made Chen Mei's hair stand on end. He didn't feel this way at all when facing Zhou Jiren.

Because he knew that even if Mr. Shu was the Great Arbiter of Dongzhou, he had to be wary of his identity.

But the man in front of him was different.

He didn't say a word, but he carried a chilling murderous intent.

This was an extremely dangerous person!

This guy... might really kill him.

"I ask, you answer."

The blurry shadow spoke very concisely... without any self-introduction or extra nonsense.

He took out a photo.

Zhou Yu's photo.

"Is it Xiao?"

What kind of interrogation is this? What kind of questioning is this?

Chen Mei was completely stunned. When he realized that his reaction was already the answer to this question, he quickly raised his head. The shadow had already taken back Zhou Yu's photo. "Where is Xiao now?"

"I refuse to answer."

Chen Mei endured the pressure, gritted his teeth, and gave such a reply.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The incandescent light projected on the table showed extremely subtle changes.

The original snow-white light screen suddenly had extremely subtle black shadows, which were difficult to capture with the naked eye, but this was actually a very high-frequency flicker... In the eyes of normal people, there was no difference.

But in Chen Mei's eyes, the picture of the light particles trembling was too obvious.

The next moment, the entire interrogation room, tables, chairs, and the ground, all began to vibrate at a very high frequency.

Countless fine and continuous internal impact sounds激荡了出来.

At the moment when he sensed the abnormality of the incandescent light, Chen Mei did not hesitate to activate "Time Slowdown."

"哗啦啦——"

Everything in this interrogation room fell into a stagnant slow motion.

Due to the violent vibration, the red silver glass shattered instantly, and due to the "Time Slowdown," the completely broken glass fragments presented a slow splashing scene——

Chen Mei was bound by the holy wood, his hands tied behind the holy wood chair.

He lowered his head and saw that the floor under his feet was also slowly cracking and collapsing.

A continuous, tidal wave of fiery light burst out from the cracks in the floor.

"This is..."

When Chen Mei saw the firelight spewing out from the cracks, his expression changed drastically. He knew very well what these firelights meant... A large amount of high explosives. No matter what level of transcendent, it was impossible to use his own body to resist this level of explosion.

And what made Chen Mei feel horrified was that the snow-white blurry shadow across from him didn't even mean to move a step.

He just sat there.

His voice was cold, and his speech speed was constant, like a dead man.

The shadow spoke again.

"Where... is Xiao now?"