From Prisoner to Si Chen

Bang! !

There was another gunshot.

A royal guard was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

Snap, snap, snap.

Amidst the dense and rapid footsteps, a large number of guards surrounded and protected the old king Lewan, Gilan and the members of the envoys.

Half of them were armed with swords and shields, and the other half were equipped with older firearms.

Bang! !

Gunfire rang out again.

With a ding sound, a guard in front of Jilan was shaken, and the shield in his hand was penetrated.

Fortunately, the bullet deflected and left a spark on the ground.

"Protect His Majesty and get out of here!"

The guard captain roared.

Immediately afterwards, Jilan and others were surrounded and quickly left the open space of the factory park and headed outside.

Huge banging gunshots continued one after another.

It seemed that the assassin hiding in the dark was unwilling to let them go.

However, after the first shot failed, the royal guards had already reacted and protected the old king, Jilan and others very well. Even if the bullets came, they would only penetrate the shields of the guards at most and not hurt the important people at all. figure.

"Damn it!"

On the rooftop of a high-rise building in the corner of the factory park, a dark man with an unshaven beard and a turban cursed.

He was still wearing the gray uniform of the factory and looked like an honest and honest skilled worker.

But his movements while kneeling by the guardrail were very sophisticated. He held a wooden sniper rifle in his hand and observed through the scope that the imperial envoys were gradually moving away.

The man knew that the opportunity for assassination had been missed, so he could only get up secretly. After disassembling the butt of the sniper rifle, he stuffed it into the suitcase together with the gun body.

Immediately, he grabbed his suitcase and fled quickly.

He took three steps from the corridor, then two, and ran down the stairs. His mind couldn't help but flash back to the scene just now.

"That Imperial man... is too scary!"

The man was timid and sweating on his forehead.

As one of the top snipers in the revolutionary army, he is extremely confident in his marksmanship.

But the sniper shot that was sure to kill just now was caught by the opponent's bare hands... This kind of bizarre thing would have been a joke to him in the past.

But after seeing it with his own eyes, his cognition seemed to have been smashed crazily by an invisible sledgehammer. At this moment, it became extremely messy and even fragmented.

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After a while.

Under various layers of protection, the convoy returned to the Dashiwal Palace smoothly.

The old king Lewan had a gloomy face the whole time except for forcing a smile when talking to Gilan.

The anger of the attack, coupled with the fear that the assassination might become a major diplomatic incident, left him frightened and angry.

After returning to the palace, the first thing Levan did was to send a large number of men to hunt down the mysterious assassin in the factory. At the same time, news of the attack on the Imperial Foreign Minister in Dasilwal was temporarily blocked.

Ji Lan and the members of the envoy settled in the palace guest room, and everyone's expressions were not very good.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Female secretary Lenis and assistant Moody came forward together and asked Gillan cautiously.

Just now, they didn't notice the assassination happening for the first time, and didn't react until they heard the gunshot.

At this moment, everyone just felt scared.

If something unexpected happens to Chief Gilan in Fosaka, it will be a major loss to both the empire and Fosaka.

Moreover, subsequent development will also produce a serious butterfly effect...

Fosaka, who was about to take sides, will not only be unable to receive financial and technical assistance, but may also be liquidated by the empire!

As for the accompanying members of the envoys, most of them will be punished and dismissed from their posts after returning home!

Fortunately, Chief Gilan shook his head and said it was okay.

The other envoys did not see clearly at the time, but Lenis and Moody witnessed the scene of the chief catching the sniper bullet with his bare hands.

Although they know that the chief has another identity, he is the head of the Special Operations Team 2 of the mysterious investigation committee, and he possesses mysterious and powerful personal force.

But it’s one thing to know, and another to see it with your own eyes. Until now, my heart is still shocked.

"Sir, fortunately you are okay..."

Lenis let out a long breath, then her face turned cold, and she said in a deep voice:

"But the Fosaka royal family must give you an explanation for this matter. Otherwise, we represent the face of the empire and will never give up."

"Yeah." Jilan smiled and waved his hand. "But don't be too angry. This is not the fault of the Fosaka royal family. Everything in the world has two sides, and my assassination is not simply a bad thing... Levan is not a fool. I believe he will reconsider the conditions I proposed."

"Perhaps I should also thank the assassin?"

Lenis and Moody were startled when they saw the smile on the officer's face. It was as if the person who had been sniped just now was not him at all.

What impressed the two of them even more was that the chief looked at the problem from a completely different perspective than they did... He actually believed that the appearance of the assassin would make Fosaka's party at fault and compromise in the negotiation.

Of course, all this stems from Chief Gilan's extremely powerful self-confidence and strength. If not, the outcome would have been decided the moment the assassin pulled the trigger.

Snap, snap, snap.

Soon, the old king, wearing a white robe, walked quickly into the huge guest room hall.

Behind him, many members of the royal family followed.

Their expressions were solemn, even mixed with a hint of fear.

The foreign minister of the empire was assassinated in Fosaka. If this matter is not handled properly, it will be a disaster for them!

They can't bear the wrath of the empire!

"Mr. Gilan." Levan strode to the purple-eyed young man, touched his chest with apology, and his wrinkled old face was quite haggard.

"I have sent people to catch the assassin. After some interrogation, I learned that this person is a member of the revolutionary army, disguised as a worker and lurking in the factory area..."

"Originally, his target was me, but the arrival of you and the envoys made the revolutionary army change their minds, so he received an order to assassinate you."

"Fortunately, you are safe, otherwise..."

The old king Levan looked ugly.

Gilan's expression was calm and he didn't speak.

Before leaving, he got a piece of information from the white gull Alevia during the dream meeting.

The "White Dove Tower" has been active recently. Except for the two members of the "Sonnet" who have been killed by him, the fifth and ninth doves, the remaining twelve members have been sent out to lurk in various neutral small countries to provoke wars and try to usurp power.

At present, whether it is the disputes among the western countries or the revolutionary army within the Kingdom of Fossaka, Gilan has doubts about this.

'Since the assassin is a member of the revolutionary army, then there may be the shadow of the "White Dove Tower" behind him...'

Gilan narrowed his eyes and thought.

'If this is true, then the reason for assassinating me is very simple... Mostly to disrupt this diplomatic event and prevent Fossaka from standing on the side of the empire. '

Seeing his indifferent expression, the old king Levan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He knew that he was in the wrong, and because of his awe of the Bremen Empire, he mistakenly thought that the purple-eyed young man in front of him was dissatisfied with the Fossaka royal family.

So he gritted his teeth and said solemnly:

"Mr. Gilan, please rest assured that the assassin will be publicly executed in the palace square tomorrow morning. As for the revolutionary army, I have also sent Deputy Commander Kasimu to lead the team to attack..."

Hearing this, Gilan waved his hand and interrupted:

"I don't care how to deal with the assassin. If the revolutionary army was so easy to be attacked, the situation in Fosaka would not have dragged on until today."

He smiled faintly.

"Your Majesty Levan, I originally had a good impression of Fosaka, but I didn't expect this to happen."

"Of course, I also know that this is not what your royal family wants... But since it has happened, I can't just turn a blind eye."

"I won't watch tomorrow's execution... I will return with the envoys tonight."

Hearing him say this, the old king's expression changed.

Even most of the royal family members behind him turned pale.

They all heard Gilan's subtext.

Because of the assassination, the foreign minister from the empire was very dissatisfied. The two countries' original cooperation seems to be no longer going on.

Moreover, after the envoys return, they will definitely inform the empire of what happened here. By then, Fosaka may still face liquidation and sanctions.

"Lord Gilan, please reconsider."

At this time, a woman from the Fosaka royal family spoke with a hint of pleading in her tone.

"Yes, Lord Foreign Minister. We promise that we will never let this happen again."

The other members of the royal family pleaded.

However, all the envoys had expressionless faces. Lanis and Moody sneered.

The harmonious scene of the two sides talking happily at the table before seemed to be just an illusion.

"Mr. Gilan, I am willing to accept the conditions you proposed before."

At this time, the old king Levan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"It's not enough..." Gilan said lightly.

Levan was stunned.

He took a deep breath and asked:

"What do you want, please tell me."

The other party looked at the purple-eyed young man, not daring to breathe, with a nervous look on their faces.

Jilan pretended to think, and slowly said:

"It's not a request... but a mutually beneficial suggestion. In view of the fact that Fosaka's industrial level has just started, I will take the initiative to attract investment for you and help you build more factories and roads."

The royal family members looked at each other when they heard it.

Is there such a good thing?

The old king Levan said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Jilan, what are your conditions?"

Jilan looked at the old man deeply.

"It's very simple. The nine largest business groups in Fosaka must unconditionally obey the instructions of the empire and become the business agents of the empire in Fosaka."

"Nine groups..."

The old king frowned slightly.

The rest of the royal family members discussed in a low voice.

This condition is actually not harsh. After all, it has no great impact on their royal family.

It's just that they are not sure what the deep meaning of Foreign Minister Jilan or the empire behind him is.

"The Empire has many light and heavy industrial products that Fosaka does not have... As the saying goes, scarcity makes things valuable. Black market merchants from the western countries frequently travel back and forth between the borders of the Empire through the important trading town of Bickburg, using cross-border trains, just to purchase goods from there and then sell them at high prices in the western countries."

Jilan said calmly.

"But if the nine major groups of Fosaka become authorized agents of the Empire, then the unique industrial products in various fields of the Empire will be circulated in the Kingdom of Fosaka in a short time."

"This will not only bring more economy, jobs and convenience to the people of Fosaka, but also make Fosaka the second Bickburg."

"In this process, the nine major groups can use the wealth they earn to feed back to Fosaka and invest more funds in construction..."

After Gillan's explanation, the royal family members were quite moved.

Even the old king Levan basically agreed with this suggestion in his heart. But he was cautious by nature, so he was not in a hurry to agree.

"Mr. Gillan, is it too much for all the nine major groups to become agents of the empire..."

The old king frowned.

He was worried that the young foreign minister would misunderstand, so after a little wording, he quickly added:

"I'm not questioning your good intentions, but this is not conducive to competition. I propose that only three agents be recruited, and the contract time limit is one or two years... Each time the agency quota is opened, let the nine major groups and even emerging business groups join the competition, how about it?"

Gillan laughed.

In fact, the suggestion of the agency group was just his temporary idea, and the deeper intention was just to make it easier to find the whereabouts of "The Legend of the Unbeaten".

Although Levan is old, his mind is still clear and wise. His proposal is indeed a better solution, and Gilan did not refuse.

"Well, that's good." Gilan nodded. "But I won't stay in Fossaka for too long. I hope to finalize the specific groups of the three agent quotas before I leave."

"Please rest assured." The old king said hurriedly. "I will convene ministers to discuss the specific plan in the next two days, and issue a notice to the nine major groups. When their leaders come to Dashival, you will have full authority to decide the quota."

"Very good." Gilan smiled and nodded.

Seeing his smile, Levan and the royal family members also breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they were extremely excited about the result.

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Two days later.

An important news from the royal city of Dashival was gradually known to the heads of the nine major groups across the kingdom.

Hearing that the Bremen Empire would select three business agency groups in Fossaka to be responsible for the production, transportation and sales of the empire's industrial products, the big businessmen in Fossaka were so excited that they couldn't sleep.

In the past, a considerable number of black market brokers who entered and exited the border and resold imperial goods belonged to the nine major groups.

However, although this method has high returns, it is also relatively cumbersome and extremely risky. In addition, due to the disadvantages of long cycles and small quantities of goods, it cannot become the bulk of the group's income.

But now, the opportunity to sell imperial goods openly and without worrying about quantity has come!

An opportunity to hold the thigh of the Bremen Empire!

An opportunity to rise!

The arrival of the Imperial Foreign Minister and the envoys seemed to be a ray of hope for these big businessmen!

Suddenly, the top leaders of the nine major groups took action at the same time. In order to compete for the precious three places, they racked their brains and discussed overnight.

In particular, they conducted a thorough study of the Imperial Foreign Minister Gillan Ilos, just to get his approval...