Chapter 366 Silent Betrayal

Zhao Yiming looked at Troy's sweaty face, poked his chest hard, and said with a heavy and sad tone: "I have always sympathized with the unfortunate people like your sister."

"But you also know that although I have a say in the Crescent City area, as far as the entire joint venture is concerned, I am just an employee of the headquarters, and I have to listen to the superiors in everything."

"The superiors told me that it is okay to compile proteins for Xibel genes, but all the members of Langxi must surrender, not one less."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yiming sighed and shook his head and said: "But judging from the situation of Langxi, I also know that this is impossible. Not to mention other people, Fenrir can't pass it."

"So I racked my brains to ask for mercy from the superiors. In order to negotiate more lenient conditions for your sister, you don't know how many colleagues I have offended."

"Now the matter is barely settled. The headquarters agreed that Langxi can not surrender, and there is one last chance, that is, you cooperate with me to complete the attack on Fenrir. This execution."

"It's actually very simple. You go back and sleep as if nothing happened today. Tomorrow we will ask the authorities to send someone to negotiate with Fenrir and discuss the awarding ceremony."

"When she sends you out to inquire about the situation, you will find a time to tell her that there is no trap in this awarding ceremony, it is very safe, and everything is fine."

"That's it. As soon as she leaves for Crown Square on March 20, I will send someone to present the gene editing protein with both hands, so that you can save your sister, and your new life will begin from then on."

He put one hand on Troy's shoulder, leaned closer, and said faintly: "Friend, I really can only help you this far."

"Even an outsider like me is trying my best to save Xibel, and you, as a brother, are you still hesitating? You can't tell me that your feelings for Fenrir are actually better than your sister, right?"

For Troy, he respects Fenrir very much, there is no doubt about it.

With his ability, if he didn't respect Fenrir from the bottom of his heart, how could he follow Fenrir silently for ten years?

But in addition to respect, he has another unknown feeling for Fenrir, that is hatred.

His two seemingly completely contradictory feelings are not only concentrated on Fenrir alone, but even aim at one point, that is, the selflessness of this leader.

Fenrir's goal is too clear. She wants to lead Wolf Raid to free the people of the border from the clutches of giant companies and make the former shackles disappear.

For this, she can move forward at all costs. Whether it is her childhood playmates or the brothers and sisters left by her deceased father, as long as it is for the border, she can use them as fuel for the entire Wolf Raid to move forward.

Sometimes Troy can't help but wonder if she still has human feelings.

This kind of decisiveness is not something that ordinary people can do. What supports her behind is an unshakable will and an absolutely firm ideal.

Because of this, Troy respects this natural leader very much.

But it is also because of this that Troy hates her to the bone.

Sibel was still very young when she was rescued by Fenrir. Out of her admiration for this benefactor, she did not consider the consequences at all and took the initiative to request to become a carrier of the Gray Wolf Blood Code like Fenrir.

Since the Gray Wolf Blood Code is a blood code that can only stimulate power by being injured, its danger, including the probability of suffering from Blood Code Dissociation Syndrome, is higher than other blood codes.

Fenrir did not dissuade Sibel from her request, after all, it was her personal choice.

But until later, Sibel unfortunately suffered from Blood Code Dissociation Syndrome, Fenrir did not express sympathy or care for her, and still took her with him without restraint when he needed people, which made her condition deteriorate rapidly, and she was in the late stage at the age of 20.

If Fenrir had advised Sibel in the middle, even if it was just a verbal mention, asking her to take more care of her body, Troy would not hate it so much.

But the fact is that there was no care at all. Until Sibel was about to die, Fenrir was still thinking about her great cause in his heart, and did not leave any place for this little girl who had followed her for half her life.

So Troy respected Fenrir very much, but he also hated her.

In the past, Troy would not show his respect or hatred, but would hide these emotions in his heart and follow Fenrir on the right path.

But at this moment, facing the only thing in the world that could save his sister, these two contradictory emotions collided together, as if a big hand was ravaging his heart.

Cold sweat soaked his thin clothes like pulp, his lips trembled, and he almost squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "I can't be a traitor."

His voice was very low, weak, and almost inaudible.

"Traitor?!" Zhao Yiming's voice suddenly became louder, and he refuted righteously, "You are not a traitor! The real traitor is someone else, that is Fenrir!"

"She was the first to betray you and Sibel, and regarded your life and life as worthless and as her own stepping stone! She was unkind and unjust first!"

"You did nothing wrong! As the old saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. You are worthy of the heaven, the earth, and your heart for saving your sister at all costs!"

Zhao Yiming grabbed Troy's shoulders heavily, and his voice seemed to be a raging fire, wanting to burn everything he had: "I tell you, the knife you stabbed Fenrir with is not called betrayal."

"You just took back what she owed you brothers and sisters for so many years!"

This sentence was like a huge wave, surging over the crumbling sand dunes in Troy's heart, and everything was instantly submerged.

After a long silence, Troy was like a walking corpse, weakly picking up the knife and fork in front of him, forking the high-end raw meat into the plate, and chewing it woodenly in his mouth.

Zhao Yiming's eyes were full of joy. He hugged Troy like a brother, took the initiative to move a chair to sit next to him, and ate with him.

Alexander also laughed heartily: "It's a pleasant night. We need a good wine to welcome our new friends."

He snapped his fingers at the waiter: "Bring me the collectible champagne I brought."

The waiter brought a beautifully packaged champagne. Alexander shook it vigorously, then removed the tin foil, pressed the cork with one hand, and unscrewed the lock with the other hand.

With a crisp "bang", the cork was blown away by the internal pressure, and the champagne flowers sprayed out from the bottle mouth, falling in the air amid the laughter of the crowd.

When Alexander poured the wine himself, Troy was still sitting there hunched, like a stray dog ​​with a broken spine, biting the meat in his mouth woodenly.

The blood of the raw meat overflowed from the corners of his mouth, dripped down his chin, and stained the white napkin on his chest red.

After leaving the Tower of Babel, Troy returned to the resettlement area with the gauze and medicine he had exchanged for Sibel.

When passing by the resettlement area checkpoint, a group of people on duty had been replaced at some point. Although they were wearing sheriff uniforms, Troy could tell that they were definitely people arranged by Zhao Yiming.

He did not accept any inspections, nor did he attract anyone's attention. He quietly returned to the unfinished building assigned to Lang Xi.

When he walked into the lobby and was about to go upstairs, he suddenly heard a voice from the side: "Why did you take so long?"

Fenrir came with a cigar in his mouth, and his dark purple eyes reflected the sparks of the cigarette butt, looming.

Troy whispered: "Oh, nothing. There is a shortage of medicine recently, so I went to some more places."

Fenrir did not doubt this statement. She patted Troy's arm and continued to walk out.

When passing by, Troy felt a restlessness in his heart for no reason. Before he could react, he subconsciously called out: "Boss"

"Hmm?" Fenrir turned his head and looked at him.

Troy lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, then handed over the bandage and disinfectant in his hand, his voice trembling for some reason: "Go and change the medicine for Xibel."

"Don't worry that she will be scared when she wakes up. She actually mentioned it to me several times by accident, saying that it would be great if you could take care of her in person once. My sister is very simple, and it's just a small wish. Please satisfy her once."

Fenrir looked at the medicine in Troy's hand and subconsciously wanted to take it.

But after she came to her senses, she raised her watch to check the time, hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said: "I have an appointment to discuss things tonight, next time."

After that, she turned and left.

Troy looked at Fenrir's back, and the remaining struggle in his eyes completely collapsed, leaving only darkness and coldness.

The next afternoon, the Crescent City media inserted a headline news.

"After a week, the city council authorities finally responded to the border-related issues in this beast crisis. According to the spokesperson, the city council intends to publicly commend the wolf attack leader Fenrir and grant him the status of honorary citizen and special medal."

"Following the award by the director of the General Security Bureau, Schenkov, last year, this is the first special medal in nearly a year, and it has set an unprecedented precedent, that is, the special medal is awarded to a border person, and a mob leader."

"As soon as the news was released, it has caused heated discussions throughout the city. Let's go to the street scene to see what the citizens think about it."

The camera on the screen turned and began to play the street interview scene.

Are these real random people? Or are they arranged agents? It is unknown, anyway, everyone has a bright smile on their face.

"I've been in Crescent City for so many years, and this is the first time I've heard that the special merit is going to be awarded to someone outside the system, even a thug. I can only say, wow, it's amazing, but Fenrir deserves it! She's a hero!"

"A few days ago, the Internet kept going, and I participated in the insults to the city council. Now I want to apologize to them. The authorities can make such a bold decision, which means they are already reflecting on themselves and deserve everyone's forgiveness!"

"I'm really looking forward to the ceremony on the day of the awarding of the medal! I believe that this will become an unprecedented opportunity to make the previous contradictions between the border and the inner city disappear, and the entire Crescent City will be reunited! Good job, Lang Xi! Good job, Fenrir!"

The interview scenes were played one after another, all of which were words of praise for the awarding of the medal, and every interviewee was excited.

After the screen returned to the studio, the host also said with a smile: "The awarding ceremony planned by the authorities will be on March 20th. Langxi has not yet responded to this."

"But we have reason to believe that this will be a century-long reconciliation. The border represented by Langxi and the inner city represented by the authorities will join hands again across a long time to bring a better tomorrow to Xinyue City!"

At this time, in front of the TV, Su Mo was watching the news with his companions, each with a different expression.

Dongdong asked doubtfully: "Is it true? Can those bastards in the city council be so shameless? Are we border people really going to stand up?"

KK muttered: "It sounds like that. And it's already on the news, so it shouldn't be fake."

Chu Nanyi started to stir up trouble as usual, and laughed: "Captain, how about you sacrifice yourself and marry the big sister? If the power of Wolf Raiders also joins our alliance, it won't take a minute to overthrow the Death Scythe."

Just as Chu Nanyi finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze from the side.

Qi Ling was looking at him with raised eyebrows, and Su Mo Tong, who was in his arms, was also clenching his fists in a serious manner, and scolded in a baby voice: "Don't wear a hat for mom!"

Chu Nanyi was about to burst with laughter: "Oh my god! Mo Tong even knows what it means to wear a hat? Who taught her hahaha!"

No matter how noisy his companions were, Su Mo was now focusing all his attention on the news.

The authorities are going to give Fenrir a special medal? What is the direction?

The City Council is the highest administrative body in Crescent City, but in fact, they are just puppets in front of the stage, representing the will of the three giant companies behind the scenes.

Therefore, it is impossible for the City Council to issue a special medal to Fenrir. They cannot make decisions on such a big thing without authorization.

If they want to do it, it can only be done by the giant companies.

But the question is, what do the giant companies want to do this?

From a global perspective, the giant companies definitely do not want people like Fenrir to appear, because her influence is too great, so great that it can shake some of the original foundations.

Apart from other things, Fenrir's father, the previous director of the General Security Bureau, Alan, the legendary figure who created the golden age of the border, was secretly wiped out by the giant companies because he touched those foundations.

This time, the giant companies instructed the City Council to hold the medal ceremony, which is definitely not as simple as it seems. There must be a deeper purpose.

And based on his understanding of the giant companies, Su Mo can instinctively perceive that there is definitely no goodwill hidden here.

"Qi Ling." Su Mo called out, "With our current technology, is there any way to hack into the intranet of a giant company without leaving any traces?"

Qi Ling: "Yesterday I completed an iteration of the Black Zetsu virus. It's no problem to hack into it, but it will take some extra time to leave no traces."

Su Mo immediately said: "Then hack in and find clues about the awarding of honors. Find all the documents, transfer orders, entry and exit records, surveillance videos, etc. I want to see what tricks they are playing." (End of this chapter)