Chapter 2287 Love and Chaos System War 10
late at night.
The hustle and bustle of the day has faded away in the cruise ship corridor, leaving only the dull sound of waves hitting the hull and the silence of the thick carpet underfoot.
Xilan leaned alone on the cold metal railing, looking at the inky black, bottomless sea. The cigarette between his fingertips flickered, reflecting the unwillingness surging in his eyes.
Jinchen's cold profile, You Le'an's annoying mixed-race face...
The faint sound of leather shoes stepping on the carpet came from behind him, neither fast nor slow.
Xilan looked back alertly.
The man was tall, wearing a black suit that was almost exactly the same style as the bodyguards around Xie Jiulong. He had a blank expression on his face, and his hat brim was pulled down low, revealing only the cold and hard lines of his jaw.
He stopped a few steps away, and lowered his voice deliberately, calmly: "Mr. Xilan?"
Xilan's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously put out the cigarette, trying to remain calm.
"It's me. Are you?"
"Master Jiu asked me to tell you something." The man's voice was flat and cold, which was heart-wrenching in the empty corridor.
"Tomorrow evening, there will be a brief unexpected interruption in the ship's main electrical circuits, plunging the entire ship into darkness."
Xilan's pupils suddenly contracted and his breath was held instantly.
"Master Jiu wants to make a deal with you." The man continued.
"...What deal?" Xilan's voice was a little tight and his throat was dry.
He knew Xie Jiulong's hatred for Jinchen, and he vaguely guessed the direction, but when this cold transaction invitation really came in front of him, fear still gripped him.
The man took a step forward, and the sense of oppression spread silently: "When darkness falls, you walk behind Jinchen and push him down."
He paused for a moment, his eyes seemed to penetrate the shadow of the hat brim and stare directly into Xilan's suddenly dilated pupils.
"Then, you jump in to save him. The cold sea water, the fear of life and death... He will remember the person who pulled him back from the brink of death. He will fall in love with you. Jiu Ye only needs a warning to let Jin Chen know who is the real master here."
"You get what you want, and Master Jiu gets what he wants. Kill two birds with one stone."
Push Jinchen into the sea? The thought sent chills down his spine.
But...darkness, falling into water, a hero saving a beautiful girl, Jinchen falling in love with him...
Huge fear and huge desire were tearing wildly in his chest. Xilan's body was shaking slightly, and his fingers dug hard into the cold metal of the railing.
The man waited patiently, like an emotionless statue.
"……it is good."
Finally, a dry and hoarse syllable came out from the depths of Xilan's throat, with a desperate tremor.
"I'll help you."
The man nodded almost imperceptibly: "Very good."
"To ensure everything goes well, and to let Master Jiu see your sincerity... I need a token to prove that you accept this deal."
His eyes fell on Xilan's wine-red velvet coat of fine texture and unique color, "Let's take this coat. Tomorrow night, Jinchen will wear a long silver-gray coat. The target is clear, you won't recognize the wrong person."
Xilan had almost no hesitation, or rather, that little hesitation was vulnerable to the huge temptation.
He quickly took off the burgundy velvet jacket, which still had body temperature and a faint scent of perfume, and stuffed it into the man's hands.
"Remember," the man took the coat, "silver-gray coat. When darkness falls, it's time."
After saying that, he turned around neatly, his figure quickly blending into the deeper shadows of the corridor, and the sound of his footsteps was completely swallowed up by the thick carpet.
Xilan stood there, looking in the direction where the man disappeared, his heart beating wildly in his chest, half of it was cold fear, and half of it was burning anticipation, which made his fingertips tremble.
He took a deep breath of the cold air that smelled of the sea, as if to suppress the huge waves surging in his heart. Then he turned around quickly and walked away quickly as if he was escaping, and his figure disappeared at the other end of the corridor.
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The door of a lounge on the cruise ship slid open silently.
Under the bright light of the screen, You Le'an was sitting cross-legged on a swivel chair, holding an oil-paper bag in his hands in a very ungraceful manner, gnawing on the golden and crispy fried chicken leg inside.
His cheeks were puffy and there were bread crumbs at the corners of his mouth.
The man flashed in and closed the door, blocking out the outside world.
He threw the burgundy velvet jacket casually on the table next to him.
"Young master, it's done." The man's voice returned to normal, and he took off his hat, revealing an ordinary but sharp-eyed white face.
"Thank you for your hard work, Comrade Wesson."
You Le'an's beautiful eyes flashed with a cunning light of success, "Well done!"
He stretched out his oil-free hand and gave a thumbs up, "Go back and rest quickly. Daddy asked you to return to the country to protect me, so don't let anyone else find out."
How can a big villain not have obedient subordinates hiding in the dark!
"Yes."
When You Le'an saw Jinchen's urging message, he replied that he would go back immediately. Then he picked up the velvet jacket, twisted the expensive fabric with his fingers, and a look of mixed disgust appeared on his face.
"Tsk, tsk, what a taste... But it's just right, the color is eye-catching enough."
You Le'an put on his coat, adjusted his black wig, and strolled to the deck corridor where Xilan was supposed to be.
Soon, he saw a figure standing by the railing with his back to the railing, looking out at the dark, churning water.
Just by the low-key but valuable handmade suit and the meticulously groomed gray hair that shone with a cold and hard luster under the dim emergency light, You Le'an confirmed the target.
Xie Jiulong himself.
You Le'an deliberately increased the weight of his footsteps, and the friction between the soles of his shoes and the carpet made a slight rustling sound.
Hearing the voice, Xie Jiulong slowly turned around.
There were no surprises on that well-maintained face, which had deep wrinkles from long-term immersion in political schemes.
His eyes were like an ice-hardened blade, accurately scraping across You Le'an's slightly lowered head in the dim light, with a scrutinizing look.
You Le'an walked a few steps in front of Xie Jiulong and stopped, his body slightly tense. This was Xilan's instinctive reaction when facing a big shot of Xie Jiulong's level.
Coupled with the system's subtle identity confusion bonus, it is so useful!
"Master Jiu...you are looking for me?"
After a few seconds, just when You Le'an was about to lose control of his expression, Xie Jiulong spoke slowly, his voice lowered even more.
Without You Le'an's involvement in passing on the message, Xie Jiulong obviously did not investigate Xilan carefully enough.
Xie Jiulong wanted Xilan to push Jinchen into the sea, leaving him to die without a complete body.
You Le'an was stunned, "Dead without a complete body?"
