Chapter 693: Chapter 347: David Assassinated and Killed? _2
“The target has just entered the elevator and is expected to arrive at the location in one minute…”
The man on the left side of the computer said with his hand pressing the earpiece on his ear.
Thirty seconds later, David ca out of the elevator with Jerry and Manson. However, from the footage, it was clear that David was swaying a bit as he walked, apparently having drunk too much.
However, once at the suite door, David seed to say sothing to Jerry and Manson, who appeared helpless and eventually turned and left.
As for David himself, he entered the room after opening the door.
“Target has entered the room, requesting permission to act.”
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“Go ahead!”
A voice ca through the earpiece of the man with the forgettable face on the left.
The man imdiately took out a device that resembled a car key from his pocket, took a deep breath, and furiously pressed it.
“Huh? What’s going on?”
Seeing that nothing happened when he pressed the button, the two forgettable-faced n were confused and looked at each other.
“Press it again.”
Following his companion’s suggestion, the man with the device pressed it again, but still nothing happened; he pressed it several more tis with no response.
“Give it to .”
The other man thought it was a signal reception issue, took the device, walked to the window, and then pressed it down hard.
“Boom!!!”
The next second, a huge noise ca from the floor above, and countless pieces of glass and fragnts of walls fell from the building, crashing down heavily.
“It worked!”
A hint of joy appeared on the faces of the two n in the room, who then quickly cleaned everything inside the room, walked out of the door, and fled the scene amidst other panicked guests.
“What is this?”
“Why did an explosion happen upstairs?”
“Oh my God…”
At that mont, outside the hotel doors, a large crowd of guests and passersby who had fled downstairs looked at the room above the hotel that was ablaze with fire, displaying looks of terror.
And a few minutes later, police and fire departnts arrived at the scene.
Then ca the dia reporters.
“Good evening, this is a breaking news in our city. Just monts ago, an explosion occurred at the La Quinta Hotel in our city. Firefighters and police have already arrived at the scene and sealed off the area. The extent of casualties is still unknown. Please stay tuned for more updates from our channel…”
“Save people, hurry up and save people, it’s all over now!”
While the dia were still reporting, suddenly a man in a suit rushed frantically to the firefighters, breaking down and crying loudly, drawing everyone’s attention.
“Sir, please calm down. The fire is very intense right now, and we need to wait for it to lessen before we can enter, or else it will only add to the casualties. Please understand…”
“Do you know who was staying in suite 1019? It’s Chief Inspector David of the Internal Revenue Service, it’s all over now…”
Initially, the firefighters and the crowd of reporters thought soone from this man’s family was staying upstairs and felt sympathy for him. However, this man’s statent stunned everyone at the scene.
Chief Inspector David of the Internal Revenue Service was staying in that exploded suite?
Is that true?
And if it is true, then this incident might not be an ordinary accidental explosion but a preditated assassination.
After all, ever since the Black Tax Act was enacted, David had used this law to suppress a good number of exceptional individuals and so capitalists recently.
It logically makes sense that soone from these two groups could commit such an irrational act.
Furthermore, one should know that David is not so unknown figure now; he is a high-ranking official in the Internal Revenue Service and has beco one of the most prominent figures in Arica.
If there really had been an assassination attempt, it would have been breaking news that shocked the world!
“This gentleman, did you say the suite that exploded upstairs was occupied by the Chief Inspector of the Internal Revenue Service, David? Is that true?”
To confirm the authenticity of the information, journalists imdiately surrounded him.
“I am the lobby manager of this hotel. I personally checked Chief Inspector David into the room, and just a few minutes before the explosion occurred, I can confirm that Chief Inspector David had just returned from a speaking event. I never expected such a thing to happen…”
The man, who claid to be the hotel’s lobby manager, had red eyes. Even if it were an ordinary citizen who had encountered such an incident in their hotel, he would have been held greatly responsible, let alone for the Chief Inspector of the Internal Revenue Service.
If the Internal Revenue Service pursued the matter in a rage, his fate would likely be utterly miserable.
“Oh my god…”
Upon hearing the confirmation, even the seasoned journalists who had covered countless major news stories were dumbfounded.
“Woo woo woo… How could this happen, who planned the attack on Chief Inspector David?”
“Fake! It must have been those damn criminals, I hope Chief Inspector David is alright.”
“God bless, I hope Chief Inspector David is unhard…”
“Hahahaha, this is karma. In such a fierce explosion, this devil must have been reduced to ash!”
“Without this devil, our interests won’t suffer too greatly in the future!”
After confirming that David had been victim to the explosion attack, many of his supporters were naturally filled with imnse grief and constantly prayed.
However, for those criminals, this was undoubtedly great news, and many were even ready to pop champagne to celebrate.
Washington D.C., Internal Revenue Service Headquarters.
After the news of David’s assassination was reported, the entire Internal Revenue Service imdiately convened an ergency eting, to which Obadiah and all the senior staff, including Welton Heng, were already present.
But every person’s face was terribly somber.
“Still can’t get through?”
Obadiah looked at Donald, who was continuously dialing but just shook his head, looking ashen.
“It must be the Freemasonry. Pass the word, they better pray our David is unhard, or else, for the rest of our lives, we in the Internal Revenue Service will do nothing but fight Freemasonry to the end!”
White House, Chief of Staff’s Office.
The assistant knocked and entered the office, speaking to Chief of Staff Wylder who was handling governnt affairs, “Chief of Staff Wylder, sothing major just happened, Chief Inspector David of the Internal Revenue Service has been assassinated…”
“What did you say!”
Wylder was also stunned by this news, and he imdiately asked, “What’s the situation now?”
“According to the current news, after attending an event at Salem State University, Chief Inspector David returned to his hotel. However, just a few minutes later, an explosion occurred in the suite. From the footage captured by the dia, the suite was severely damaged, and if the Chief Inspector was really inside, it is feared… it’s feared…”
He didn’t continue his sentence, but the aning was quite clear.
“Damn it, those damn bastards!”
Wylder slamd his fist on the desk, evidently already knowing who was responsible.
He imdiately pushed through the door and headed toward the President’s office.
Soon, the White House responded swiftly by demanding that the local governnt in Salem fully assist the injured and handle the aftermath well.
Apart from the Internal Revenue Service and the White House, at this mont, the entire Arica was covertly stirred by the incident of David’s assassination.
La Quinta Hotel.
After half an hour of rescue efforts, the massive fire caused by the explosion was finally extinguished.
At that ti, the firefighters had already reached the tenth floor, and after a brief search, whether by luck or because the guests had escaped quickly, no casualties had been found, temporarily.
But thinking about the condition of suite 1019, everyone’s spirits plumted.
The person had been confird by the hotel to have returned; given such severe damage and prolonged burning, unless the person inside was an immortal, it would be considered lucky to even find so remains.
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