Strongest Soldier King

The next morning, in the Gambling City, at the Huaxia Country's Consulate.

Luo Zheng woke up refreshed, washed up, and changed into the clean work uniform arranged by the consul general, a complete set. Looking at the small national emblem pinned to the left chest of his dark suit, Luo Zheng felt a surge of pride. At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and upon opening it, he saw Lan Xue carrying breakfast and a document bag.

"I thought you were still asleep. Have some breakfast," Lan Xue said with concern, handing over the breakfast.

Luo Zheng wasn't polite, took the breakfast, found a place to sit down, and began eating—a large cup of soy milk and several buns. Lan Xue watched Luo Zheng eat breakfast quietly, with a happy smile on her face. After Luo Zheng finished eating, she said surprised, "I have good news to tell you. Do you remember that assistant to the consul general?"

"The one who went to the police station but didn't help?" Luo Zheng asked suspiciously.

Lan Xue nodded and continued, "Grandfather secretly investigated and found that he has an unusual relationship with the Song family. I suspect the whole affair is shadowed by the Song family. Grandfather organized analysts from the Intelligence Team to analyze the situation, and they concluded the same thing, but there's too little intelligence to accurately judge the truth."

"The Song family?" Luo Zheng exclaimed in shock, staring at Lan Xue, as if his mind were playing a movie, replaying all the events, plunging him into deep thought.

Seeing Luo Zheng in contemplation, Lan Xue gently cleaned up the leftovers and threw them in the trash, then poured a glass of water for Luo Zheng, like a virtuous wife sitting back on the sofa. Lan Xue quietly waited; after a while, Luo Zheng suddenly said, "That explains it."

"What did you see?" Lan Xue asked eagerly.

"Why did a person who disappeared for five years suddenly emerge? Why was he kicked out of the hotel? Couldn't afford the room fee? And why did he suddenly disappear when we arrived? Along with our contact, there's been no news to this day. And why did he suddenly reappear to frame us? And then got killed to silence him?" Luo Zheng asked a series of 'why's in one breath.

Hearing this, Lan Xue seemed to grasp the core of the matter as well, and she couldn't help but ask, "So what do you mean?"

"You're right; there's only one explanation for all of this—it's a setup, a trap aimed at us. Otherwise, there's no such coincidence in the world. Once is a coincidence, but every time is a coincidence?" Luo Zheng said intuitively, "Suppose the target was deliberately exposed?"

"Makes sense. Only deliberate exposure can explain the sudden emergence and eviction from the hotel, and only a setup can cause the target and contact to suddenly disappear, along with the subsequent framing and harm. Our intelligence analysts thought of this too, but there's one unclear point: the Song family is at a critical moment, why stir trouble now? Aren't they afraid of exposing themselves?" Lan Xue's face gradually turned cold as she pursued the question.

"That's the crucial point I can't figure out either." Luo Zheng said, slightly annoyed, seeing Lan Xue wanting to ask more, gestured to wait a moment, looking at the sunlight outside, the blue sky, once again plunging into deep thought. If it is indeed the Song family, why? What's the purpose?

After a while, Luo Zheng suddenly said, "If it's the Song family, they can set various traps to frame us, there's no need to use this one. Once the target is caught by us, investigating the old case would be disadvantageous to the Song family. Did the Song family act recklessly? That doesn't make sense. Given Song Tao's shrewdness, it's impossible to set a trap with their own handle."

"That's also the key point grandfather and the intelligence analysts can't figure out. But apart from the Song family, there's no other suspect." Lan Xue said, also looking annoyed.

"Forget it, no matter who it is, we'll temporarily treat it as the Song family. The consul general's assistant is a member of the Song family, so the Song family surely knows we're here. Given Song Tao's astuteness, he likely has lookouts or even gunmen around us; we must be vigilant. I suggest we stay here honestly for two days, let the consul general find a way to get new documents and masks and then find a way to get out. What do you think?" Luo Zheng proposed.

"The documents and masks are ready." Lan Xue opened the document bag, took out two certificates from inside, and two boxes containing silicone masks, continuing, "These are certificates of two staff members from the consulate who returned to the country recently. We'll temporarily use their identities to act."

Luo Zheng contemplated briefly and said, "With these, it's much easier to handle. We should find a way to see the body of the person who framed us. The consul general should be able to manage that, right?"

Lan Xue agreed, picked up the internal phone, dialed a number, and after a while connected. Lan Xue stated Luo Zheng's request, listened briefly, and hung up, saying to Luo Zheng, "The consul general said he'll find a way immediately. How do you plan to counterattack?"

"The enemy is hidden, and we're in the open, plus being abroad there's too much restriction, we can't act recklessly, or it will be used against us. First, check the body to see if there's anything unusual. Have the domestic team investigate the Song family immediately, especially Song Tao's movements, see if he has come here. Find them and take the initiative to strike. We'll hide in the shadows; no matter if the Song family is behind this or not, as long as Song Tao is here, let's give him a lesson." Luo Zheng said, a hint of angry killing intent flashed across his face.

"Alright, I'll contact domestic." Lan Xue agreed.

They chatted for a while, and the consul general hurriedly knocked on the door and entered; seeing this, they knew something had gone wrong, their hearts tensed up. After entering, the consul general closed the door swiftly and said urgently to them, "A friend from the police told me the person who framed you was murdered, and his body was taken away on the spot by someone. There's been no news to confirm if the person is dead, which means he might truly be dead or could be faking it."

"Faking death?" Luo Zheng was startled, pondered, a few more hints of coldness and understanding appeared on his firm face, and he laughed, "So that's it, which means this person is still alive. Probably setting up a fake death trap to frame us. This person is the key. Can he be found?"

"It's very difficult; even the police are searching for him," said the consul general.

"If the opponent wants to hide someone, the best way is to send him away, probably hard to find. Consul General, can you get a photo of him?" Lan Xue asked beside him.

"That's easy. I specifically asked a friend from the police station for one." The consul general said, taking out his phone.

Lan Xue took the phone, glanced at it, confirmed it was the target, and forwarded the photo to her own phone, continuing, "Consul General, we won't trouble you with finding him, but can you prepare some weapons?"