Crisis Management Game

"Location!"

Gu Ji did not question at all. While asking Gao Bo for the specific location, he looked around and carefully observed the movements of the people around him, looking for suspicious figures.

"Just at 2 o'clock, near the exit of the cremation area, there is a man wearing a black hat..."

"I saw it!"

Gu Ji's eyes were stern, and he immediately pressed the intercom button: "Wu Dongxu, he is on your right, go over and check for threats!"

"Received."

Although Wu Dongxu had some complaints about him.

But he still took Jiang Youzhen's safety very seriously, so he immediately stepped forward to stop the man in the black hat.

The reason why Gao Bo judged him suspicious.

was because this guy always stood at the door of the cremation room furtively, and he was holding a tray covered with a white cloth in his hand.

"Why do you want me to open it?"

"I am a security staff here. I have the right to ask you to open the box and let me check it!"

I don't know what Wu Dongxu said to the man in the black hat.

Both sides suddenly raised their voices and confronted each other.

This move naturally attracted other relatives and guests waiting near the cremation room.

Jiang Shengji narrowed his eyes, grabbed the bodyguard beside him, and whispered: "Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, President, Charles and the others are on standby nearby and can take action at any time!"

"That's good..."

After confirming, he patted his subordinate's head and nodded with satisfaction.

Gu Ji saw everything.

The intelligence knowledge and skills extracted from Amin included lip reading. Although it was impossible to translate it completely, at least the general meaning could be understood.

"Wu Dongxu, hurry up and confirm it! Gao Bo, keep an eye on the high points around, the other party may take action at any time!"

"Yes!"

"Lift the cloth for me!!"

Gu Ji gave an order.

The three of them moved together.

Gao Bo picked up the individual telescope and looked at the tall buildings around, while Wu Dongxu directly grabbed the box.

As for Gu Ji.

He quickly ran to Jiang Youzhen and covered her figure with a black umbrella.

Perhaps it was a bit unexpected because of the sudden interruption.

Zhao Taiyu was slightly startled, and then asked awkwardly: "Youzhen, who is this..."

"Uncle Taiyu, he is my friend."

Jiang Youzhen did not use "bodyguard" to describe him, but she also knew that Gu Ji's sudden approach at this time must have been something very important.

"What's wrong, Gu Ji?"

"I just noticed that Jiang Shengji was plotting something with his men, and I suspect he might take action at any time!"

"I know."

Jiang Youzhen's eyes gradually turned cold.

Zhao Taiyu beside him seemed to have seen something, so he asked a few questions. After understanding clearly, he snorted coldly and shouted angrily: "Youzhen, who dares to touch you in front of me is against me, Zhao Taiyu!!"

As soon as these words came out.

The whole audience was silent.

No one dared to look up and look at him.

From this, Zhao Taiyu's status is also reflected.

Not only is he a brother of the same generation as the old chairman, his power in AM Group should not be underestimated.

Even after hearing this, Jiang Shengji only dared to curse behind his back.

At the same time, Wu Dongxu also forcibly lifted the white cloth on the tray.

He was stunned on the spot.

"Officer Gu, I checked it, there is no problem with this person, he is just a staff member of the funeral home, under the white cloth are the spirit tablets and the portraits, the president's ashes have been arranged, and now we are going to notify the family to carry them to the hearse!"

"Are you sure?"

Faced with Gu Ji's doubts, Wu Dongxu was furious, "I'm sure, if you don't believe it, come and see for yourself!"

"Let him come first!"

After the staff approached, Gu Ji reached out again to stop him.

Although Wu Dongxu had checked it once, he firmly believed that Gao Bo's judgment would not easily go wrong.

What's more, after he mastered the intelligence knowledge and skills.

Indeed, he felt a little nervous and cramped in this guy's body movements and demeanor.

"What are you doing? I just came here to deliver the spirit tablet and the portrait. Don't you think it's a bit disrespectful to repeatedly disturb the deceased like this?"

Faced with Gu Ji's second inspection, the staff directly exploded.

"Let me handle it."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Youzhen stood up at this time, "I'm sorry, I'm the daughter of the deceased. Since my father's case has not been resolved, all links need to be strictly checked!"

After this explanation, the staff immediately gave in.

After all, everyone has seen the news and knows that the case of old chairman Jiang Zaiming has been officially classified as a terrorist attack.

For a moment, many guests subconsciously stepped back, looking at the tray covered with white cloth nervously.

The four eyes met.

Gu Ji stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Youzhen to step back, and then he started to lift the white cloth.

Everyone was relieved.

As Wu Dongxu said, there were indeed portraits and spirit tablets under the white cloth.

Gu Ji squinted his eyes and was about to reach out to pick up the portrait for inspection.

But it was snatched away by a big hand in advance.

"Jiang Youzhen, take care of your subordinates. Is it possible for an outsider like him to touch his father's portrait casually?"

"Jiang Shengji, please speak with more respect!"

Seeing Gu Ji being insulted, Jiang Youzhen immediately scolded him.

"Enough!"

At this time, Zhao Taiyu growled low, with a livid face, and looked at Jiang Shengji, "I won't tolerate your nonsense at the funeral. Please hold my portrait in good stead. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you!"

"I got it, Uncle Taiyu!"

Although Jiang Shengji was not convinced, he could only choose to bow his head in front of many relatives and guests for the time being.

"Okay, Youzhen, Jiang Shengji is the eldest son after all. He is responsible for carrying the portrait. You hold the spiritual tablet, and I will carry the gray tree for Zaiming."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Taiyu!"

"It's okay. When Zai Ming was still here, we had already agreed that whoever takes the first step, the people left behind would carry his coffin. Zai Ming, I didn't expect you to come so suddenly..."

At the end of the sentence, Zhao Taiyu choked up.

Next to him, a young man with starry eyebrows and sword-like eyes hurried up and stretched out his hand to comfort him. He must be his son.

Gu Ji didn't know Jiang Zaiming, let alone Zhao Taiyu in front of him.

So he couldn't empathize at all, and just kept staring at the rosewood spiritual tablet in Jiang Youzhen's hand.

"Director, Jiang Shengji moved very quickly to snatch the portrait just now. I suspect he might have done something to the spiritual tablet. Please check it carefully!"

"good!"

Jiang Youzhen believed almost without reservation and started checking on the spot. However, after flipping around, he couldn't find anything unusual: "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong?"

"What about weight?"

"It should fit the material it's made of."

After confirming these two points, Gu Ji felt relieved for the time being.

As long as there is no problem with the weight, even if there is some military high explosive hidden in this magic tablet, it will only be about ten grams at most. At most, it will injure people and not threaten their lives.

soon.

The wooden box containing the ashes of President Jiang Zaiming was pushed out by the staff on a cart and handed to Zhao Taiyu to hold.

At this point, it can be considered that we are about to enter the final step of the funeral.

Buried.

As a result, many relatives, friends and guests formed a long queue, and naturally standing at the front were Jiang Shengji holding the portrait of the deceased, and Jiang Youzhen holding the memorial tablet.

The moment you walk out of the funeral home.

The media reporters once again swarmed in and the flashbulbs kept flashing.

And among these onlookers.

Gu Ji noticed a familiar face, it turned out to be Jin Zhijiu.

Seeing a group of prosecutors following him, he remembered that this guy had promised Jiang Youzhen to help at the funeral.

Just because I was not invited, I could not enter the funeral home to pay my respects.

After all, Jiang Zaiming has too many relatives and friends.

And space inside the funeral home is limited.

Anyone who can come in is a well-known figure in South Korea's political and business circles.

At the level of Jin Zhijiu.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it may be a big mountain; but in the eyes of the chaebol family, it is just a chess piece that can be used at will, and it is not allowed to go to the hall for the time being...

"The motorcade is over there. Family members follow me. Those holding the ashes will get into the first hearse, those responsible for holding the portraits and memorial tablets will get into the second hearse, and the remaining relatives, friends and guests will get into the buses at the back."

Under the direction of the funeral home staff.

Gu Ji saw the motorcade already parked near the exit.

The first and second cars were two black Genesis limousines with white tributes fixed on the hoods, followed by three white buses.

He immediately pressed the intercom button.

"Group 3, have you paid attention to the hearse convoy?"

Funeral scene.

In addition to Gao Bo's group of high-level surveillance and his second group of personal protection, the rest are three groups of support.

And as the hearse is about to drive to the cemetery.

Then the three groups are naturally responsible for checking the transportation they are about to take.

"Zi...Zi..."

"What did you say? I couldn't hear you clearly! Repeat it again!"

"Zi..."

Gu Ji shouted again, but there was still only noise in the earphones.

that moment.

His eyelids tightened, and he faintly felt something was wrong.

The next second.

A trivial "didi" sound reached his ears.

Gu Ji raised his head suddenly.

Follow the sound.

It seemed to be coming from the direction of the hearse.

not good! !

In an instant, there was no time to even speak.

Gu Ji dodged and rushed out of the guest line. He immediately pounced on Jiang Youzhen, who was holding a coffin in front of him, and pushed him to the ground.

"Youzhen!!"

"Asiba! This person jumped out of nowhere and scared me. Jiang Youzhen, can you take care of it..."

"Boom——!"

Zhao Taiyu and Jiang Shengji didn't even finish their words.

Suddenly.

There was a deafening explosion.

Violent flames spurted out from the bottom of the hearse, instantly blasting the second stretch limousine into the sky. The fragments tore apart and turned into streams of red light, rushing towards the surrounding parking lots.

The surrounding vehicles overturned and deformed under the shock wave of the explosion, making harsh metal twisting sounds.

The flames soaring into the sky illuminated all the mourning guests and the media reporters who were watching!

"ah--!"

"There's a bomb! Help!!"

"Protect the Prime Minister quickly!!"

"Run! Everyone, run!!"

…

There was a half-second delay, and the crowd instantly started screaming.

Immediately, fear swept through the entire place like a chain reaction, and people began to flee in all directions. In panic, they were squeezed around and various devices, mobile phones, and shoes were scattered on the ground.

Some bodyguards beside some high-ranking officials went against the flow of people and flew directly to their respective targets, pressing them firmly under their bodies and protecting them.

Some fearless reporters chose to raise their cameras and began to record frantically despite the flames of the explosion.

The aftermath of the explosion dissipated.

Below him, Jiang Youzhen raised his head in a daze, looking at the wreckage of the hearse that was burned to ashes not far away, "Officer Gu, what is going on here..."

"Hurry up and throw away the spirit tablet!"

"Gu Ji! Gu Ji!! There is something going on, there is something suspicious on the rooftop on my left..."

"Crash!"

Before he could explain to Jiang Youzhen, Gu Ji heard Gao Bo's warning in his headphones.

Without saying a word, he opened the umbrella to cover her.

He hugged Jiang Youzhen's waist, kicked the ground with his feet, and rolled with her to the vehicle next to him.

"Ah! Ah! Someone come quickly..."

"President! President, be careful!!"

At the same time, Jiang Shengji, who was lying in front of Jiang Youzhen, seemed to be frightened by the sudden explosion, "Damn, Charles, you want to blow me up..."

"Bang--!"

"Puff!"

A gunshot.

The bullet instantly penetrated Jiang Shengji's head. The huge destructive force caused the bullet to penetrate the back of the skull directly, and the blood and brain matter exploded like a mist and scattered all over the ground.

"!!!"

At that moment.

Jiang Youzhen, who had just been pulled up by Gu Ji, was stunned on the spot.

Not to mention her.

Even Gu Ji himself was stunned by the operation of this shot.

What's going on.

Shouldn't their target be Jiang Youzhen?

How could they kill their employer with one shot?

Is it because of poor shooting skills, or...

"Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the gunshot rang again.

Bullets fell to the ground one after another.

One of the bullets landed on a bodyguard next to Zhao Taiyu, piercing through the soft bulletproof vest. The latter spat out blood and sprayed Zhao Taiyu's face!

And the other bullet.

It hit the side of South Korean Prime Minister Jin Canyun. It is not known whether it was a direct hit or was also blocked by the bodyguard.

Seeing these two shots.

Gu Ji was completely shocked.

Crazy!

The killer is really crazy!

He even dared to attack the South Korean Prime Minister. Does he want to be an enemy of the entire country?

"There is a killer! Protect the Prime Minister quickly!!"

"Call the Counter-Terrorism Center immediately and send KNP868 over, 868, quick!!"

"Sudden! Ah——!"

"Director! Director!!"

In the chaos, a reporter was shot and fell to the ground.

The killer seemed to have attacked indiscriminately and began to attack civilians.

At this time, Wu Dongxu, who had finally squeezed out of the crowd, shouted Jiang Youzhen's name while looking around the world.

Finally.

He saw Gu Ji and the other person hiding behind the car.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran towards them.

Unexpectedly, someone shouted, "He has a gun!"

"Oh no! Wu Dongxu, get down!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Suddenly.

Gu Ji shouted hurriedly.

But he was still a second late.

Gunshots rang out.

Bullets whizzed through the air in the parking lot.

Wu Dongxu was shot into a sieve and fell to the ground! !