TSM Chapter 51

“That’s good, that’s good… Dad has to get busy. Guo Guo, rest well, and Dad will cheer you on during your surgery.”
“Then Dad, please be careful and don’t get hurt. Guo Guo will miss you. Love you, Dad~”
“Dad loves Guo Guo too…”

“Thank you!” Father Li instantly raised his head.
“But… the surgery…” Before he could finish, Yǐn Yuè interrupted.
“I’m doing so much, just to kill the Holy Father? Who am I, exactly?”
“Someone who cherishes their family as much as I do.”
…
“What? What if I know… what if I don’t?”
“I… I only know the Holy Father’s codename is Club 3.”
Yǐn Yuè raised the gun again, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, Father Tan quickly spoke, “Wait! I… I remembered something else!” Then, looking at Yǐn Yuè’s slightly suspicious eyes, he continued, “Really, I heard the Holy Father mention a place called Twilight to someone on the phone, and also mentioned Red Heart 9. This Red Heart 9 must be related to that place.”
Twilight? Red Heart 9?
“Keep an eye on him, let’s go.” Yǐn Yuè said to Father Li, effortlessly carrying Yì Dàjūn on his back and walking toward the elevator.
Father Li tightly held Father Tan’s arms, which were tied behind his back, and pushed him along with some force, following closely behind. Father Tan’s expression was solemn. Even though he was unwilling, he couldn’t change his current situation as a prisoner and could only pretend to cooperate with them to find an opportunity.
“Go behind, lead the way.”
The sky was dark, and besides the faint light bulb at the entrance of the tile house, there was only the cool moonlight. With Yǐn Yuè alone, he simply couldn’t walk out of the winding, maze-like mountain road. Fortunately, Father Li was there, and it was really a wise choice to hold onto him.
“Bang!” A gunshot rang out, and Father Li dodged the bullet in fear, rolling to the grass next to him, narrowly avoiding being shot.
Father Tan loaded the bullet again, horizontally aiming at Yǐn Yuè’s forehead, who was carrying Yì Dàjūn on his back, a smile curling up on his lips, “Bang!”
Unexpectedly, the person who fell to the ground was neither Yǐn Yuè nor Yì Dàjūn.
A bullet accurately penetrated Father Tan’s temple, not even giving him any chance to regret, killing him on the spot.
Getting closer and closer, the dark blue standard police uniform entered his field of vision. The person coming was none other than Shí Jiǎnbái, wearing night vision goggles. He instantly relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, putting the gun down by his side.
Yǐn Yuè handed him the gun, and the detectives behind him scattered. One carried Yì Dàjūn out first, and another handcuffed Father Li and took him away.
“Too many things on my mind, I simply stopped the bleeding.” Yǐn Yuè’s face was pale and without blood, but he was very stubborn and pretending to be strong, directly walking over.

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