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"Lin Xian, you should head over to the National Security Bureau in Donghai City right away and accept protection. I’ve arranged the highest level of protection for you. Until we catch that assassin, you must stay hidden within the bureau and not come out," Liu An said.
"Alternatively, if necessary, we can arrange a private plane for your protection to come to the Imperial Capital where we can provide you with even higher levels of protection. Of course, your personal freedom will undoubtedly be restricted, but for the sake of absolute safety, it is worth it."
Lin Xian refused.
Because he knew that hiding and accepting protection was meaningless.
The Time-Space Assassin could wait, wait until he was no longer under protection before emerging again. After all, he couldn’t do anything while being protected.
Even if the National Security Bureau really caught the Time-Space Assassin, that was treating the symptoms and not the cause. Who knew if there was a second Time-Space Assassin, a third one, or even a fourth?
To capture the thieves, capture the king; he must go to Mi Country himself to see who the mastermind behind the Time-Space Assassin was.
And once abroad...
His identity could not receive protection from the National Security Bureau, and even if Director Liu An made an exception for him and sent someone to protect him in Mi Country, those people couldn’t carry guns, which was against Mi Country’s immigration laws.
So...
If they couldn’t carry guns, how would they fight the Time-Space Assassin? It would be enough of a burden.
In this battle, the most important thing was guns.
The second most important thing... was that Lin Xian might have to join forces with Angelica, as well as members of the Genius Club, for a life-and-death confrontation.
It wasn’t a lawful or official matter, it was personal, and he couldn’t involve the state officials.
"Then, Lin Xian, you must be careful yourself and find a safe place to hide," Director Liu An cautioned.
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"I will personally go to Donghai City to command the investigation into this matter and catch that female assassin as soon as possible."
Lin Xian nodded.
"My driver, Xiao Li, has seen that girl with his own eyes. I’ll ask him to contact you later to assist with your investigation. Thank you for your trouble, Director Liu," he said.
"Protecting the safety of citizens is the responsibility of our National Security Bureau," Liu An said earnestly over the phone.
"Leave it to us."
After speaking, the two hung up the call.
Lin Xian turned off his phone’s screen and slipped it into his pocket.
Finally, everything was busy; he lay back in the rear seat and looked to the right.
The door on the right side of the Alphard Business Vehicle had been removed by that "Terminator," "Super Saiyan"-like female assassin.
The luxury business vehicle now looked like a war-torn Syrian version, with various scars all over its front, back, left, right, top, and bottom, probably beyond repair.
"Xiao Li, we might have to change cars when I return," he said.
The still-tense Xiao Li, holding tight to the steering wheel, responded with a bittersweet smile:
"What car are you thinking of changing to, Boss Lin?"
"I have a childhood friend who sells cars, and he’s just been promoted to store manager," Lin Xian thought of Gao Yang.
"Although our Rhein Company has ordered quite a few cars from him… I promised him that I would buy one myself, and I haven’t yet. After I return, I’ll go there and buy one."
"It seems now that it doesn’t matter what car one drives. Meeting a mad dog-like assassin like the one before, what car could withstand it? Unless you go for an armored one."
"Don’t worry, Boss Lin," said Xiao Li as he turned on the right indicator and descended from the elevated road, driving towards Hongqiao Airport Terminal Buildings.
"The police will definitely catch that assassin! By then, I’ll tell you, and you’ll be able to return to the country safely."
...
An hour later, the plane took off.
Heading to the other side of the ocean, to Princeton City, New Jersey, America.
Hopefully, this time...
He could really break through the situation.
Lin Xian rested his chin on his hand, looking out the window at the clouds plunging outside.
The gun skills he had practiced in dreams for over a decade were finally about to be put to use.
It was said that in the land of free America, gun battles happened every day.
Well, he might as well experience it for himself.
With a handgun in hand, even if that Time-Space Assassin really did follow him to America, he wouldn’t be afraid anymore and would have the power to fight.
Let her run fast.
But his quick-draw gun skills weren’t for nothing.
Between bare-handed and armed combat lay an insurmountable gulf, but between armed combat and firearms, there was an equally insurmountable high wall.
No matter how skilled one is in martial arts, they fear kitchen knives, and they fear guns.
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"I can’t really... They couldn’t possibly have followed me to Mi Country, could they?"
Lin Xian was now recalling those eerie azure eyes and truly felt some PTSD.
I can’t really...
They can’t actually be like the Terminator or Super Saiyan... clinging onto the outside of the airplane, right??
Lin Xian held his breath for a moment.
He cautiously pressed his head against the glass porthole.
Slowly turned his head back...
Looked towards the rear wings—
"Hiss."
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He took a sharp breath but then breathed smoothly.
All good.
Nothing there.
It seemed that he had indeed been overly tense.
For now, it appeared that the Time-Space Assassin still didn’t dare to act in broad daylight, whether it was the assassination of Huang Que or the attack on him, they always moved in the dead of night.
Presumably, she too had her concerns and was not utterly reckless.
...
Several hours later.
The plane landed at Princeton Airport in Mi Country, and Angelica, who was waiting there early, successfully picked up Lin Xian, and the two directly got into Angelica’s star nanny vehicle through the VIP channel.
It was high-class and luxurious, far surpassing his own Alphard Business Vehicle.
"Where’s the stuff I asked for?"
As soon as he got into the car and closed the door, Lin Xian reached out his hand to Angelica.
"You are such an impatient man."
Angelica hummed a laugh but still handed Lin Xian a small black leather box that was beside the seat.
Lin Xian took the small leather box.
Laid it on his lap.
Opened it—
Inside, there were two boxes of bullets, four magazines, and two handguns of different models.
Lin Xian picked up the first one.
Sig Sauer P320.
This was one of the best-selling handgun models in Mi Country, the king of stopping power with an extremely large caliber, commonly referred to by firearm enthusiasts as the M17.
While sitting cross-legged next to him, Angelica watched Lin Xian handle the gun and introduced it:
"This is the latest Sig Sauer model. You specifically wanted a large caliber, high lethality handgun, right? This is the largest caliber available on the market now, the latest model even upgraded by 1mm, reaching 10mm caliber, capable of breaking through a 5mm steel plate within 20 meters."
Lin Xian nodded his head.
He was very satisfied with this gun.
Considering the exaggerated physical resilience of the Time-Space Assassin, the bigger the caliber and the more lethal, the better.
Then.
He picked up another silver handgun:
"This is..."
Lin Xian inspected the rare piece:
"Desert Eagle?"
"Exactly."
Angelica smiled appreciatively:
"You really know your stuff. This one is from my own collection, you can’t buy it through regular channels here in Mi Country, and importing it is not allowed. Well... you should naturally know the reason, the Desert Eagle uses specially made Magnum bullets, which have tremendous penetration and recoil, it’s not something just anyone can handle."
"Many people use the Desert Eagle at the shooting range and fracture their wrists with improper technique... It’s because of your repeated requests for large caliber, high lethality handguns that I’ve decided to take this collectible out for you. It’s always been well maintained."
"So, which one do you like?"
Click!
Lin Xian chambered a round in the Desert Eagle.
He smiled slightly:
"I want them all."