Who moved my novel?

"Bang! Crash!" As Shuindale locked the door, the suppressed fear was instantly released.

"Ha..." Shuindale breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the bookcase. Perhaps because of the excessive shock, he felt his legs were a little weak.

"As long as the bookcase is used to block the door, it will be safe for the time being." Shuindale said to himself and put his hand on the side of the bookcase.

"You guessed it, it's really accurate." A familiar face suddenly appeared from behind the curtain and walked straight towards Shuindale: "Mr. Shuindale, what I want to talk to you about is to take your life. Now, please rest in peace."

"You!" Shuindale was startled and quickly took a stance to prepare for the enemy, but the moment he raised his fist, his eyes went black and he fell straight to the ground.

"It's really not easy to deal with you." The killer shook his head slightly and walked towards Shuindale.

Shuindale's physical fitness and combat effectiveness are too strong. Not only that, his vigilance is also far beyond any of his previous targets.

If he hadn't deliberately set up a trap and led him into it step by step, he might not have been able to kill him.

"Ah, you said you were staying in a foreign country, why did you come to us to do evil?" The killer sighed and reached into Shu Yingda's pocket.

Before he took action, there was at least one thing he had to confirm.

"All, all..."

After a phone ring, the phone was connected, but no one spoke on the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao Feng." The killer simulated a voice similar to Shu Yingda through the voice changer he carried. Although it was not 100% similar, it was not so easy to be exposed across the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Shu Yingda." Zhao Feng's voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "Your voice seems a little wrong, do you have a cold?"

The killer was stunned, but he didn't expect Zhao Feng's perception to be so sharp, but this did not affect it, or in other words, this was exactly what he wanted to see.

"No." The killer said calmly: "I'm in some trouble, Mr. Zhao Feng, it seems that someone wants to assassinate me because... that thing."

"Someone wants to assassinate you?" Zhao Feng seemed very surprised, but after a moment he reacted: "Is it because of Ye Chi?"

Sure enough, he knew it too!

The killer held the phone in his left hand and clenched it tightly in his right hand.

This was the situation he least wanted to see, but he didn't expect that Zhao Feng was actually involved!

"Yes," the killer suppressed the anger and regret in his heart, and continued in a calm but nervous tone: "Mr. Zhao Feng, can you please protect me for a while? I will leave Chixin City in two days."

"..."The other side of the phone was silent.

"Mr. Zhao Feng, this matter is of great significance, and my position is also very important. They will not abandon me." The killer himself didn't know who he was talking about, but using this kind of unclear personal pronouns can always fool the other party well.

Sure enough, Zhao Feng pondered for a long time and finally agreed: "Okay, Mr. Shuyingdaer, are you in the hotel? I'll go find you now."

"Yes..." The killer answered briefly, even a little hesitant. At a certain moment, he even wanted to let it go, anyway, Zhao Feng was not the mastermind.

"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour." Zhao Feng's words interrupted the killer's thoughts. Once the bow was drawn, there was no turning back.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhao Feng, I'll wait for you in the hotel room." The killer Yang pretended to be happy and thanked Zhao Feng.

But on the other side, his other hand had already pressed a button, increasing the dose of hypnotic drugs in the living room again.

"Mr. Shuyingdaer." However, just when the killer was about to hang up the phone, Zhao Feng spoke again: "If things can't be done, the organization allows you to reveal your identity and give priority to your own safety."

Reveal identity? Ensure safety?

The killer's mind was a little confused for a while.

For a murderer who has committed many crimes, exposing his identity is not a dead end, how can he ensure safety in this way?

The killer frowned and thought hard for a long time before finally replying to Zhao Feng.

"It's not convenient to carry the proof information."

The killer also wanted to see what identity Shu Yingdaer had that could save his life.

"I'll send you the electronic file." Zhao Feng seemed to have expected Shu Yingdaer to say this.

"Okay, it's really too much trouble for you, Mr. Zhao Feng." After the killer finished speaking, he hung up the phone and waited for Zhao Feng's news.

"Let me see what means you have to save your life." The killer sat down on the chair in Shu Yingdaer's study without panic, looking at Shu Yingdaer on the ground.

...

"Secretary Li, where are you going?" A bodyguard asked Secretary Li who was in a hurry.

"Oh, nothing." Secretary Li looked a little unnatural and avoided the other party's gaze: "I'm going out to make a phone call. You keep an eye on the door of the hotel and don't let suspicious people enter the hotel."

"Yes." The bodyguard saluted and answered solemnly.

"Also, Mr. Schindler is in a meeting, don't disturb him." Secretary Li said very seriously.

"Understood." The bodyguard nodded again and watched Secretary Li hurried out of the hotel.

"You said, Secretary Li is... huh?" After Secretary Li walked away completely, he walked towards his two companions and raised his eyebrows.

"I think it's probably true." Another bodyguard also said with a lewd look: "I just don't know who it's with, Mr. Shuyingdaer, or someone else?"

"Ahem!" The older bodyguard next to him coughed and interrupted the conversation between the two: "Don't gossip behind people's backs, be careful of retribution!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Wang." The first bodyguard lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly: "Then who do you think it's with, Brother Wang?"

"Humph." The older bodyguard snorted coldly: "I don't know who it's with, but it's definitely not with Mr. Shuyingdaer."

"Why?" The bodyguard was puzzled. Secretary Li was supposed to be pretty. Although she didn't have the youthful vitality of a girl, she had the charm of a mature woman.

"Why?" The older bodyguard began to "lecture": "I can see that you don't pay attention to it. Mr. Schindler never messes around outside and is devoted to his wife and daughter. When he has nothing to do, he often looks at the photos of his wife and daughter on his mobile phone!"

"Brother Wang is really observant!" The bodyguard flattered and asked again: "Who is Secretary Li with?"

"It's hard to say," the older bodyguard took a sip of tea: "But I heard that she has been getting close to a young man under the mayor recently. Hey, don't spread rumors, just listen to what I said."