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1699 No Choice

Believe it or not believe it, it is not a question.

But when Lynch turned it into a problem, the eldest prince's lieutenant was shaken.

What people fear most is thinking too much.

In fact, being a fool is the happiest form of life.

Because fools don’t think about what they will do if they lose their jobs one day, or what they will do if they get sick. They don’t think so much.

They only smile at others, and people think they are silly smiles, but they don't know that they are happy smiles.

Until the second before they died, they had nothing to fear. For them, fear did not exist from the beginning!

But smart people think twice.

The eldest prince's adjutant has begun to think too much. What he is thinking about is "Will the eldest prince think too much?"

He didn't think that the eldest prince believed that he and Lin Qi had any deal from the beginning, but he couldn't bear the eldest prince to think too much. What if he thought too much and thought it was better to get rid of him?

After all, he knows many important things and holds some core information. Only a dead person is the best keeper of secrets.

He also helped the eldest prince do some similar things. When the eldest prince was growing up, there were always a few people who could influence his future development.

Someone has to do this.

It's just that he was the one responsible for ending trouble before, but now he might become a trouble!

The less he spoke, the less anxious Lynch was to urge him to make a decision.

Because Lynch is also a smart person, he knows very well how scary it would be for a normal person or a smart person to think too much!

He waited slowly. About seven or eight minutes later, there was some sweat on the adjutant's forehead, and the pain from the wound became clearer and sharper.

He endured the pain, looked at Lin Qi, and wanted to say something, but then closed his mouth.

After another two or three minutes of stalemate, he sighed, "Are you doing all this just for today?"

He couldn't help but look at the ivory prosthesis placed on the bedside table. At this time, he had... He couldn't tell, the anger and hatred in his heart suddenly became cheap.

He even wanted to laugh a little.

"This was your plan from the beginning?"

"Leave me here instead of a targeted attack?"

At this time, the adjutant's only thought was that he had suffered so many crimes, not because Lynch was taking revenge on the eldest prince, but because he wanted to persuade him!

Yes, if he still had intact legs at this time and had never met Lin Qi, he would not be persuaded by a stranger to betray His Highness the First Prince.

There's no way he can do that!

He and his family were all proud of his work, and the one he was least likely to betray was the eldest prince.

But things are a little different now.

He was destined not to be the person he dreamed of in the future. It was impossible for him to use a prosthetic leg and a cane to walk in front of people like a clown.

In a country that is fanatical and respects the strong, people will not respect a waste like him!

He is destined to lose his glory, and now he has lost his trust. Perhaps only in this way can he have the basis to talk to Lynch about these issues.

Lynch shrugged, "Who knows?"

"If you hadn't planned to try to attack me, none of what has happened to this day would have happened."

"This is not my decision, it's yours!"

The adjutant chuckled twice and pondered for a while, "Have you ever considered the possibility that maybe I will reject you and then lie quietly in bed waiting for death?"

There was a very special kind of pride in his eyes. Yes, he didn't have no choice at all. He still had a choice that most people couldn't see.

That is choosing to die.

Lynch also nodded honestly, "I thought about it, so I made the arrangements accordingly."

"Once you die, the media will use the conflict between you and the eldest prince as the core of the report, and report to the world the fact that the eldest prince assassinated you in the hospital."

"You will not become the warrior that the people of Pengeo say will sacrifice their lives in the Federation for the country!"

"On the contrary, the eldest prince will become a clown because of you. You know, no one can guess what the clown is thinking. They are always perverted in their hearts."

Lynch's honesty suddenly made the adjutant not know what to say, and he also realized that he really didn't seem to have a choice.

He didn't know how Lin Qi could be sure that his death would become a stain on the eldest prince, but once such a thing happened, the eldest prince's political life would come to an end.

The people will not like an emperor who plays tricks, let alone an emperor who abandons his own people at every turn!

The selection of emperors of Pengeo may be a bit cruel, but no emperor has these bad qualities.

They may be rude, they may be violent, they may be murderous, but all their evil is external, not internal!

As soon as the report comes out, the eldest prince's dream of being emperor will be completely shattered.

He has been waiting for this moment for more than ten years and will continue to wait.

He will fall into madness because of the broken dream.

You don't know what the madman with the knife in his hand will do next, but there are certainly only a few outcomes.

Either insert the knife into your own body or insert it into someone else's body.

The adjutant was silent again. He did not dare to gamble. If he lost, it would not be him alone, but everyone in his family.

But if he betrays His Highness the First Prince, his family will also die.

Seemingly sensing his torment, Lynch offered a solution.

"If we work together, I can make sure you die a hero and you get to be a hero and have a hero's funeral."

"I will find a way to get your family out and reunite them with you here."

"You will have a lot of money and the power to embrace freedom. You can live in the sun and enjoy freedom and equality that you have never enjoyed before."

He leaned forward and patted the adjutant's arm, "Time is running out. When I leave this door, we will never meet again."

"When you die, when your family dies, I will present a bouquet of flowers to you and them. Everyone who dies for their ideals and mission and is sacrificed is worthy of respect!"

He stood up and walked to the window sill. He opened the window and lit a cigarette, "You still have five minutes..."

People are always afraid of death, and no one can escape this, whether he is a homeless man lying in the sewage struggling to survive, or a world ruler sitting high in the clouds.

Everyone has the same desire and appeal, which is to live longer!

People... no, it is biological instinct to resist death, but they must throw themselves into the arms of death. As long as there is a chance to delay, they will be willing to pay everything for it!

Five minutes was not long, it passed quickly, and the adjutant finally lost to the desire to survive.

There is also the appeal to maintain glory.

When Lynch left, some of those responsible for keeping an eye on him called the eldest prince. They said that Lynch had been in the hospital for about fifty minutes.

Not only that, he also appeared in the adjutant's ward. People saw him pushing open the adjutant's window, smoking, and seemed to be chatting with the people in the ward.

The eldest prince was angry at first after hearing the news, but it quickly subsided. He didn't even make any more arrangements.

The night before the eldest prince left the Federation, a mute man who accidentally cut his arm was sent to the emergency room.

The wound was not serious. The doctor treated it briefly and paid no attention to him anymore.

Of course, in order to get a cut of Medicare and extract more payment potential from the patient, the man with the injured arm was asked to stay in the hospital for observation.

The reason is to observe whether the wound will become infected. It is early summer and the season when wounds are prone to infection.

The man also agreed. Since he didn't have time to notify his family, he couldn't register a social security number today.

But he paid in cash. If he has cash, he can still be hospitalized. As long as it’s money, who cares who’s pocket it comes from?

At around one o'clock in the evening, the man lying on the hospital bed rolled over and got up. He changed into a set of clothes in the bathroom and transformed into a doctor.

He quickly found the intensive care unit upstairs based on the building plan he remembered during the day, and found the room where the adjutant was located.

This case does not involve any intentional harm or other circumstances, and the person involved has not applied for judicial protection, so no one will guard the door for him.

The man entered the room and walked to the bedside. The adjutant turned sideways, with his back to the man, and seemed to be sleeping deeply.

The man took out a syringe, injected the medicine inside into the water bottle, and then left quietly.

There was almost no sound during the whole process.

When the door was closed for about a minute, the door opened again!

The man stared at the adjutant lying on the hospital bed through the crack in the door for a while before leaving again.

The eldest prince's request to him was to kill the adjutant without alerting others as much as possible, making it look like the adjutant died in a car accident instead of being murdered.

In this way, after he returns, he can link the adjutant's death with the arrogant federal people!

Think of this as an insult to him, the royal family, and the will of the entire Pengeo Empire by the Federation people!

The medicine injected into the man was a special toxin extracted from the venom glands of animals. Its only effect was to cause short-term cardiac paralysis.

And it’s hard to detect!

Everything is so perfect!

The man returned to his room, took off the doctor's clothes, changed back into his own hospital clothes, and then lay on the bed.

At the same time, the adjutant looked at everything that happened with a complicated expression. He had no way out.

In the middle of the night, there were chaotic footsteps upstairs. The assassin turned over and fell asleep, and left the hospital directly the next day.

Later, the eldest prince also received the news that his adjutant was dead.

When he heard the news, he was still a little painful. After all, they could work for him and involved confidential matters. There had always been enough trust between the two.

But...some things will always happen, right?

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