Hello, Mr. Major General

Chapter 1619: a Master's Move Is Telltale

Lu Jin was very confused. He quickly touched Gu Nianzhi's forehead with his hand and said in puzzlement, "You don't have a fever… What New Year's gift? I haven't given it to you yet…"

Seeing Lu Jin's concerned and puzzled expression, Gu Nianzhi almost voiced her guess.

However, just as she was about to say it, she remembered the importance of this matter. She remembered He Chengjian's attitude towards Huo Shaoheng — he would rather kill the wrong person than let him go. She swallowed all her excitement and joy.

However, her emotions were fluctuating like a level-12 storm. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sobbed, "This is the best New Year's present!"

She picked up the remote control and pressed play.

On TV, the ten-second countdown had begun in New York's Times Square.

The polygonal, rhombus-shaped sphere, popularly known as the Big Apple, was 12 feet in diameter and weighed more than 10,000 pounds. It was covered in 2,688 small crystal triangles and contained 672 LED lights.

When the LED lights were lit, the entire sphere can display more than 16 million different colors and combinations of light.

On a cold winter's night, the shiny Big Apple was like the Golden Apple held in the hands of the three goddesses of beauty in Greek mythology. It symbolized both wisdom and power, and was indiscriminately attractive to everyone.

Two million people in the square were waving glow sticks and loudly counting down "Ten, nine, eight, seven…"

As everyone counted down, the Big Apple-like fluorescent multi-faceted sphere slowly descended with the resounding sound of music.

Thousands of rays of seven-colored light shot out from the sphere, decorating the night sky of Times Square as if it was a fairyland.

At this moment, the Big Apple-like sphere had just descended halfway when it suddenly let out an earth-shattering bang. Then, the entire sphere split open from the middle with a bang!

Tear gas like gas was quickly released from the sphere, instantly enveloping the entire times square in smoke.

Not only were the two million people in Times Square dumbfounded, but all the television viewers watching the fall of the Big Apple in front of their televisions were also dumbfounded.

What was this operation?

Was there a new gimmick for the fall of the Big Apple this year?

Those who had such thoughts immediately knew that they were thinking too much.

On the live television broadcast, the huge crowd began to run in a panic. Many of the aerial shots taken with drones were blocked by the gas released from the Big Apple sphere. The television was foggy and the scene could not be seen.

The only thing that could be heard was the host, not knowing what emergency measures to take, talking to the director.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound from the television. It sounded like firecrackers exploding in front of the camera.

However, fireworks were not allowed in Times Square in New York at this time. How could someone set off fireworks at this time?

Gu Nianzhi was stunned for a moment. Soon, she saw the image on the television clearly. At this time, the host looked at the camera in horror and said, "My God! Somebody wants to kill the President!"

Soon, the FBI's Special Task Force and the members of the President's Special Protection Team charged into the crowd with their guns loaded and charged toward their blond president.

New York's Times Square was called a square, but it was actually a very small space. It was square in all directions and could not accommodate two million people at all.

It had blocked several streets around it, so it could barely accommodate so many people.

The annual security check was very strict so it was unexpected that there was still such a loophole.

With many people in a confined space, the scene became chaotic.

There were people running and crying everywhere. Many people fell to the ground, were trampled on, and seriously injured.

But these ordinary people could not compete with these armed members of the Special Task Force.

They quickly cut a path through the crowd and escorted the President into the emergency building on the edge of Times Square.

At this time, the Special Operations Forces used their own bodies to form a body shield to protect the president.

The sporadic gunshots in Times Square were soon suppressed by the FBI's Special Operations Forces.

Police cars rolled in one after another, and countless lights, covering the Big Apple's light, flashed in Times Square.

Ten minutes later, the chaos was finally under control.

The panicked crowd was calmed down by the police.

After the danger passed, everyone looked at each other, feeling like they had survived a catasproher.

The last second of the countdown had passed, and a New Year had arrived, and we were all still alive. How wonderful!

Everyone could not help hugging and kissing the people around them to commemorate this unforgettable New Year Countdown.

Gu Nianzhi's heart was so flustered that it was about to jump out of her throat.

She knew that the television was saying that someone wanted to assassinate the president of the United States, and that it had nothing to do with the Soviets. However, she still worried about Major General Huo aka "Ace of the Far East" for some reason.

Lu Jin did not expect this to happen in a simple countdown, so he quickly called Lu Yuan over to watch.

Lu Yuan stared at the television for a while. Suddenly, he pointed to a small area in the lower right corner of the television and said, "That was just a ruse. The target was not the president of the United States. I think they have already succeeded."

Gu Nianzhi's face was white as snow, and her voice was so hoarse that she could barely speak. "… If the target is not the president of the United States, then who is the target? Who did it?"

Lu Yuan pointed to the spot and said, "The camera should be turning around soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the reporter from the New York television station who was in charge of the live broadcast walked over with a camera and said in surprise, "Here! Someone has fallen here!"

The host quickly ran over and said to the camera, "In this chaos, our President was lucky to be safe and sound, but the visiting VIPs were not so lucky."

"The head of the Moscow Municipal Party Committee Yeltsin, and the Chairman of the Soviet Youth Affairs Standing Committee, Gorbachev, have been confirmed to have been hit by a stray bullet and have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Behind them, a few people in white chemical suits carried two stretchers onto the ambulance. Gu Nianzhi's sharp eyes saw that Huo Shaoheng was also sitting in the ambulance.

His expression was stern and his gaze was sharp. His soviet-style military coat was covered in dust and one of his arms was covered in blood. He covered his arm with one hand and was talking to the doctor across from him.

Gu Nianzhi stared at the television for a while and realized that the real Peter she had seen earlier had disappeared.

What on Earth had happened?

Gu Nianzhi felt like she wanted some peace and quiet.

She took a step back with her phone in her hand and said weakly, "Dad, Uncle Lu, I'm not feeling well. I need to go back and lie down for a while."

"Do you want to have some breakfast before going to bed?" Lu Jin saw that she didn't look well and thought that she had been frightened by what had just happened. he said with lingering fear, "Luckily, Nianzhi rejected my suggestion. Otherwise, we would be the ones panicking right now."

Lu yuan frowned and said, "You even want to go to Times Square to watch the countdown?"

"I'm doing this for Nianzhi's sake, alright?" Lu Jin rubbed his head embarrassingly. "It's Nianzhi's first year here for the New Year. I want to give her an unforgettable experience."

"If you went to New York with Nianzhi yesterday, then you would really give her an unforgettable experience."

Lu Yuan sat down on the sofa and began to read the follow-up report on the whole incident.

..

Gu Nianzhi returned to her bedroom and locked the door behind her.

She couldn't fall asleep at all. Her mind in a mess, she paced around the room.

Peter and Huo Shaoheng were spinning around in her mind like windmills, so fast that she couldn't catch them at all.

She had originally thought that there was no Peter in this world because Huo Shaoheng had occupied Peter's position. Even his Russian name was exactly the same as Peter's.

However, the brief glimpse just now had completely overturned her understanding.

So there was a Peter in this world!

And he seemed to know this Ace of the Far East, "Peter".

What did this mean?

Gu Nianzhi's palm, which was holding her phone, started to sweat.

She was sure that Huo Shaoheng's identity as "Peter" was fake, but was he really the Major General Huo from that world?

She thought of all the differences between this Ace of the Far East, Peter, and Major General Huo from that world.

For example, their voices were different. Major General Huo's voice was as deep as a bell on the other side, but Huo Shaoheng's voice was a clear baritone.

Also, this Ace of the Far East Huo Shaoheng's appearance was even more exquisite and handsome, as if he had been meticulously groomed.

Gu Nianzhi still remembered that when she first met this Ace of the Far East aka Huo Shaoheng, she had paid special attention to his hands. They were flawless, and did not even have calluses like on the fingertips of people who used guns all year round..

That's right! This was actually a flaw!

Even if this person was the Ace of the Far East, Peter, he was still someone who used guns all year round. How could his fingertips be so perfect without even calluses? !

So he had to have completely trimmed himself from head to toe…

As for the voice, it was even easier to explain.

This kind of big shot in the intelligence world could disguise himself as another person at any moment. Even relatives and friends for many years would not know.

Gu Nianzhi looked up abruptly and saw her eyes shining like stars in the mirror on the dressing table in her bedroom. Her expression was so excited that it was contorted.

How could she have forgotten? !

What was Major General Huo's occupation?

He had started as a soldier and spent ten years to become a big shot in the intelligence world!

On this special front, the people who were able to fight their way out of the encirclement and into high positions did not rely on luck and the help of others.

Not only did they have to be courageous and knowledgeable, but their abilities, intelligence, and self-control were also outstanding. This was because those who were not outstanding were already eliminated.

Huo Shaoheng was one of the most outstanding members.

Gu Nianzhi clenched her right fist and hit it hard on her left hand. A relieved smile appeared on her face.

She threw herself onto the bed and happily hugged the blanket as she rolled around.

She was so happy, so happy, so happy…

There were no words to describe how happy she was. Only the corners of her lips, which could not be suppressed, and her eyes, which were narrowed into slits, could prove how happy she was.

Just as she was immersed in the countless images of their reunion, her phone rang at an inappropriate time.

Gu Nianzhi actually did not want to answer the call.

However, her phone continued to ring, so she reached out to take a look.

It was He Zhichu calling.

Gu Nianzhi sat up on the bed and lazily unlocked her phone. "Hello, Young Master He? Happy New Year!"

He Zhichu: "…"

He Zhichu, surrounded by the mess from last night's orgy, was still at his friend's bungalow.

He had been waiting for Gu Nianzhi's call since 12:00 yesterday, but there had been no call from her.

He had no choice but to call her himself.

"You said you would call me as soon as possible yesterday to wish me a happy New Year," He Zhichu, his fingers flicking the ash from his cigarette, said lightly.

Gu Nianzhi pursed her lips in embarrassment and smiled. "I fell asleep last night and didn't have time to count down the time to snatch the red packet. I slept all the way until I woke up. By the way, if you don't believe me, I can turn on the video call."

Gu Nianzhi turned on the video call.

He Zhichu only saw the image of Gu Nianzhi waking up on his phone screen.

Her face was pale, but her cheeks were rosy red. Her hair was disheveled and draped behind her. Her domestic attire was wrinkled, and the quilt on the bed was crooked. She really did look like she had just woken up.

He Zhichu shook his head speechlessly. "What's wrong? Are you still tired from yesterday's lawsuit?"

Gu Nianzhi nodded obediently. "Yes, I was tired after coming home for dinner yesterday. I even said that I would wake up at twelve to watch the countdown, but I ended up sleeping until noon today."

He Zhichu asked, "Have you had breakfast? Do you want me to bring you breakfast?"

"It's okay, I'll go out to eat later." Gu Nianzhi smiled slyly. "I still want to go back to sleep now. Goodbye, Young Master He!"

She waved at the camera on her phone, turned off the video, and laid back down on the bed. She held up her phone and started to search for information on the chaotic events that had happened in Times Square in the United States.

He Zhichu hung up the phone and stood up from his seat. He saw Xie Qingying walking over with a tray and smiled. "Young Master HeYoung Master He, you didn't sleep the whole night and didn't eat much. You drank all the red wine. Come, have some lunch."

She placed a freshly made western dish in front of He Zhichu.

On the tray was a small bowl of Caesar salad, a piece of black pepper steak, a plate of mashed potatoes, and a glass of warm milk.

The glass of warm milk reminded He Zhichu of Gu Nianzhi, and he couldn't help but take a sip.

After drinking, he didn't notice that there was a ring of white milk foam above his lips.

The cold and handsome man suddenly looked a little childish.

The contrast was very attractive.

Xie Qingying took a tissue and gently wiped the white milk foam on his upper lip. She said in mock anger, "Young Master He, how old are you? Why are you drinking milk like this?"

He Zhichu was caught off guard. Xie Qingying held his chin and carefully wiped the milk foam off his mouth.

When she saw He Zhichu's motionless expression, which was cold yet at a loss for what to do, Xie Qingying's eyes flashed and she couldn't help but kiss him.