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Chapter 33 of 42

Chapter 29.2

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Translator: Deyonna

The evidence about the various criminal acts of the Yu family has been collected and collated in an orderly manner, and it has already reached a considerable scale. Just wait for the second trial to begin and they would be given a stick to bash their heads and realize the reality they’re in because just by looking at the confidentiality and level of detail of the information, one will immediately know that the power under He Yu’s hands is far more than the authority that of a vice minister and he must have an inseparable relationship with the federation. Even so, the collection of this evidence cannot be accumulated in just a few months. If the truth is, as the other party said, then the process of his revenge may have begun ten years ago.

And Zhou Mushi himself is probably also a key part of this huge plan, or in other words, a stepping stone to get close to the final goal.

No, it’s more than that.

He remembered the condescending look in the alpha’s eyes as he towered over him on the bed and thought to himself that perhaps he was an additional spoil of war.

Zhou Mushi lowered his eyes, restrained his mind, and knocked lightly on the solid wooden door in front of him.

**

He Yu was woken up by a burst of snoring that was sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

He opened his eyes and saw the soft lighting above his head and the cold white ceiling.

Like the omega’s pure complexion.

The assistant who fell asleep on the chair on his back with his legs curled up rubbed his eyes and opened them with difficulty. When he met his eyes, he suddenly became excited and rolled down from the chair. “Commander! You’re awake!”

He Yu got a headache from his howling, rubbed his temples, and found that his left hand was so numb that he could barely lift it, while the other hand couldn’t be moved at all.

He sensed that his wrist was bound. He raised his head and saw a familiar silver light.

He was handcuffed to the bed rail by his own handcuffs.

……

After the doctor who came in for the examination confirmed that all physical indicators were normal, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief. He Yu then asked, “Why am I here?”

This is a private hospital.

The assistant said, “Don’t ask me. When I woke up this morning, I couldn’t get in touch with your communicator. After running all morning, I finally found this place after checking the location given by the senior colonel.”

Heaven knows that the last time he lost contact with He Yu was on the battlefield, he almost thought his boss’s corpse was already dumped somewhere.

He Yu turned to the doctor, who was standing beside the bed taking notes. The other person pushed his glasses and replied solemnly, “Mr. Zhou left only one sentence and left.”

“What did he say?” His fingers, which had just regained their strength, slowly clenched.

“Let him pay for the diagnosis and treatment when he wakes up.”

After the doctor finished retelling, he packed up the instruments and turned around to leave.

“What does that mean? So it was your family’s director that did this to you? Fuck.” The assistant couldn’t help but burst out. “Where did he get the anesthetic gun? He couldn’t have loaded it up by himself, right? Has he also joined the army?”

He Yu thought of the atlas of new military equipment that Zhou Mushi often flipped through in his hand. The corners of his mouth bend slightly.

“What the. Boss, how can you still smile, ah? The dose of anesthesia is enough to knock down a fucking elephant. If you are shot in the heart, you will be paralyzed for life. The gun was off by two inches and at least a few ribs were broken. Just how much does your wife hate you, ah? If something really happens to you, how am I going to explain it to the senior colonel? That you met with an unfortunate accident? That you were shot dead by your own wife?”

“Wait, where did he get the gun? It can’t be yours, right?”

The assistant waited for a while. Seeing the other without any plan of speaking, and just seemed to acquiesce to it, his eyes suddenly widened. “Commander, are you…serious?”

Probably because the effect of the anesthetic hadn’t passed yet. He Yu lowered his head and his eyes were slack, as if he didn’t hear anything. Then he said after a while, “What?”

“You… aren’t you staging this so you can kill those people surnamed Yu?

The assistant said finally, but realizing that his words were a bit inappropriate, he lowered his voice and covered his mouth.

“Who said that? It was originally… no.” He Yu wrinkled his brows. “It wasn’t originally that way either.”

The assistant was unable to make sense of what he was hearing. He also doesn’t know what to say, so he could only point to the handcuffs on the bed rail and ask, “What should we do about that?”

Military handcuffs use heavy-duty alloy seams, which cannot be damaged by ordinary bullets, and because of its extremely primitive style, it eliminates the possibility of electronic lock picking, and the only way of opening it was its key.

He Yu rubbed his forehead. The feeling of being powerless and bound was really uncomfortable, as if his thoughts were also stagnant, without a sense of security. He wondered if Zhou Mushi had been living with such a feeling during that time.

Maybe it’s much worse than that.

Seeing that he was in a daze again, the assistant had no choice but to stare at the cuffs and study them for the hundredth time. He was thinking about whether he could try to open it with a photon gun, when He Yu said, “I have a silver briefcase at home. I kept a spare key inside.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Just remembered it.”

The assistant hammered the wall and stood up. “What if the box is taken away?”

“Then there’s no other way.”

As soon as the voice fell, the other party jumped out quickly.

During the short duration that the assistant was away, He Yu leaned his head on the bed, slightly closed his eyes and felt the gradually subsiding numbness in his body, and slowly let out a breath.

He believed that he wouldn’t die, but the moment he opened his eyes, he still had a sense of survival after a deadly disaster.

But it was not the feeling of pleasant surprise that he felt, it was more like the feeling of disappointment or frustration.

Zhou Mushi was more merciful and ruthless than he imagined.

Even the shooting angle is accurately controlled and one would doubt that nothing can sway the direction of this omega.

Even instinct.

The assistant soon came back with the briefcase. He Yu sat up on the bed, pressed his fingerprint and password, and opened the briefcase for the first time since that rainy night more than half a month ago.

The key is inside the inner compartment of the box, together with another pair of spare handcuffs, and a spare gun, which is the same model as the one that Zhou Mushi held in his hand, and has been with him for many years.

The shackle on his wrist was easily unlocked, as if the handcuffs were merely a joke, and it couldn’t lock anything.

In other words, the handcuffs couldn’t lock anything in the first place.

He Yu moved his wrist, paused for a moment, and took out the rest of the things in the box.

The assistant glanced over curiously, but there was nothing special in it, just a stack of documents.

On the top is a piece of personal information, with the official seal of the Federation, and He Yu’s printed name, and below the line of the name says:

Special Advisor to the Federal Military Council.

Most of the rest are scattered credentials, including encrypted passports, certificates for initial enlistment, letters of appointment for promotion to officer, and badges of military ranks from lowest to highest.

This is the ten years of life that belonged to the existence of the name He Yu.

On the day before that special date, it was hastily but solemnly put into this box, prepared to be offered in front of that person, to show him everything.

It’s all the alpha’s pretense that he’s confident of having a card up his sleeve.

In fact, he’s a desperate gambler, betting all the chips he has accumulated in the long ten years to obtain a qualification to get close to that person’s heart.