Chapter 465: The Cooperation Ends

At this moment, inside a presidential suite at the Rosewood London.

Chen Jiajun was meeting an old friend.

It was none other than Baron He Wei, whom he had not seen for a long time.

He Wei was advanced in years and had long since retired from his position.

Now, apart from his title, he held no other office.

He had come to see Chen Jiajun only because he knew what kind of man Chen Jiajun was—someone who would seek revenge for the slightest grievance.

So, after they met, He Wei said to Chen Jiajun with a worried look, "Chen Jiajun, what do you want to do by coming to London?"

"Old friend, we haven't seen each other in so long, and this is the attitude you give me! Baron He Wei!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

He Wei said with a serious face, "You and I have never been friends; we are enemies."

"That hurts me to hear!" Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "I have always considered you a friend!"

"What exactly do you want to do? This is England, not a place where you can act recklessly!" He Wei said sternly.

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "I know that! Youde told me through the Correctional Services Department in Hong Kong that it wasn't the Government House that killed my men, but a certain big shot inside 10 Downing Street, so I came to London in person!"

He Wei said with a wary look, "London is not Hong Kong. If you try to do anything here, I will make sure you never leave London! Sir Chen Jiajun!"

Facing He Wei's threat, Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "What? You Gweilo are allowed to stir up trouble in Hong Kong, but I can't come to London for a visit? Regardless, I am a knight conferred by England; my coming to England is perfectly reasonable!"

Cold sweat broke out on He Wei's forehead; judging by Chen Jiajun's tone, he had no intention of letting this go.

Having fought with Chen Jiajun for so many years and never having gained any advantage over him, He Wei knew how difficult this young man was.

But he had already given up all his official duties and was now just a decrepit old man in the twilight of his years.

He simply could not stop Chen Jiajun!

Even if he went to 10 Downing Street to report this, he doubted many people would believe him.

This made He Wei feel suddenly distressed, his mood sinking low: "Must it really come to this?"

Chen Jiajun had always felt that He Wei was a respectable person, but their positions were different. Chen Jiajun would not change his mind just because this old man played the victim in front of him.

So Chen Jiajun said coldly, "We are all adults; one must pay a price for what one has done, right?"

"I understand!" He Wei took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "As long as I, He Wei, am alive, I will do everything in my power to stop you!"

After saying this, He Wei stood up and left Chen Jiajun's suite without looking back.

Watching He Wei's departing back, Chen Jiajun sighed and said to Silva beside him, "Let's go, it's no longer safe here."

Silva asked with some surprise, "You mean... this old man has a backup plan?"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "Do you believe that MI5 is already waiting for us downstairs right now? This old politician is still as insidious as ever!"

"Whoa, that's something I really didn't expect!" Silva said with some surprise.

Chen Jiajun said dismissively, "The acting skills of these old politicians are almost on par with Hollywood stars. I will always suspect them with the most malicious thoughts! Don't think only you Agents know how to act; politicians are even better at it."

Three minutes later, a fully armed tactical team kicked open the suite door in an extremely brutal manner.

Unfortunately, Chen Jiajun and Silva had already vanished from the room.

After searching for a moment, they found nothing, only a strange-looking robot bouncing around on the coffee table in the suite.

"What the hell is this thing? It's so damn ugly!"

The Captain of the tactical team picked up the small robot to observe it, and then he saw red light flashing from the eyes of the robot in his hand.

Just as the Captain felt something was wrong and intended to throw the robot away.

An explosion occurred without warning.

The shockwave of the explosion blew the suite's glass to smithereens, and the flames swallowed the entire tactical team.

On the other side, the Syndicate's operation was also continuing.

After multiple investigations, Ethan finally confirmed that the information Chen Jiajun gave him was not fake.

So he prepared to intervene personally to stop it.

At this time, his good partner Benji had already arrived in London from the United States.

Just as he got off the plane and took the subway to head to the Royal Opera House, a stranger in a hoodie walked toward him.

The man shoved a bag he was holding directly into Benji's arms.

Benji was stunned on the spot, then opened the bag to check it, finding that besides a magazine, there was also a pair of glasses.

After Benji curiously put on the glasses, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Welcome to London, did you miss me? Benji!"

Benji immediately said in surprise, "Ethan? Where the hell are you? Where did you go... OK, no tracking, you know what, please don't tell me, otherwise I'll have to tell another lie during my weekly review!"

Ethan reassured him, "Nothing will happen, just keep walking! But be careful not to be followed!"

Benji joked as he walked, "Oh, I knew that opera house ticket wasn't something I won, right?"

"I'm afraid so!" Ethan said with a smile.

"Then... where are we meeting?"

"We aren't meeting! For your safety, we cannot be seen together! After all, I'm a wanted man now."

At this moment, Benji's phone suddenly rang, and Ethan reminded him, "You've got a message!"

Benji opened his phone and saw a sketch photo, asking curiously, "Who is this?"

"This is who we need to find out about here! As far as I know, he is our only possible connection to the 'Syndicate'! And I have reason to believe he will definitely come here tonight, but I can't do it on my own, so can you help me?" Ethan said very seriously.

Benji agreed without a second thought.

After the two communicated, they arrived at the Royal Opera House together.

Because Prime Minister Otili was coming to listen to the opera today, the security level here had been raised several notches.

It was even necessary to pass through a metal detector to enter the theater.

It was naturally no problem for Benji and Ethan Hunt to sneak in, and the two separated to search for Solomon's whereabouts.

Benji went straight into the surveillance room, then took out his laptop to hack into the opera house's Security System, and began to search through all the guests.

Meanwhile, Ethan also used a swiped ticket to successfully enter the opera house.

He pressed his earpiece and asked, "Any situation? Benji?"

"Not yet, still searching." Benji was typing away at the keyboard in the surveillance room. Ethan looked at the guests inside the opera house, his eyes searching rapidly, and he muttered to himself, "I know you're here, where exactly are you!"

Just as Ethan was searching, Benji on the other side discovered a sneaky guy while checking the surveillance.

This guy was carrying a trumpet case, but he deliberately avoided the other opera performers and then quietly snuck into the backstage area.

Benji immediately notified Ethan: "Ethan, I think I've found something, but I can't be sure!"

"Where?" Ethan asked hurriedly.

"Backstage, I'll guide you!"

Ethan dared not delay; following Benji's directions, he soon arrived at the backstage of the opera hall.

This was the place where the lights and curtains were controlled.

After observing his surroundings, Ethan soon spotted the guy Benji had mentioned.

This guy was currently assembling the parts of the trumpet in his hands.

But looking at it, it couldn't be linked to a trumpet at all; instead, it looked more like... a sniper Bujiang.

Ethan lunged over on the spot and wrestled with the assassin.

Although Ethan was a Kingsman, he specialized in infiltration and intelligence theft.

His combat ability was not particularly outstanding; after spending some effort to subdue the assassin, Ethan picked up the sniper rifle that had been disguised as a trumpet.

Then, looking up, he discovered that this position was just right for seeing two other assassins.

And one of them was the beautiful woman who had let him escape inside the Syndicate stronghold.

The weapons in their hands were already aimed at Prime Minister Otili on the other side of the balcony.

And the custom sniper rifle in Ethan's hand only had one bullet inside; there was no way to take down two people at once.

So Ethan made an extremely Dadan decision and aimed the muzzle directly at Prime Minister Otili's shoulder and fired a shot.

After this shot hit Prime Minister Otili, it immediately caused an alarm.

It also simultaneously drew the attention of the surrounding guards, and Prime Minister Otili was immediately protected and taken away.

Subsequently, the surrounding guards immediately took action and began to seal off all entrances and exits.

Ethan could not care about much else; he immediately dropped the sniper rifle in his hand and prepared to leave the Royal Opera House.

He definitely couldn't stay here any longer.

Just as he stepped outside, Ethan encountered that female Agent again.

Ethan blocked her path and said, "I have a way to escape, interested?"

The female Agent hesitated for only half a second, then said to Ethan, "Lead the way!"

The man and woman were not eye-catching, and they soon arrived at the roof of the opera house.

After climbing over the massive dome, they could see a flagpole.

Ethan took a coil of rope, grabbed the female Agent, and the two slid down the flagpole without attracting any attention.

After all, the interior of the opera house was in total chaos by now.

Just as the two were preparing to leave, they saw Prime Minister Otili's motorcade pass before their eyes.

But the next moment, a violent explosion erupted directly from inside Prime Minister Otili's vehicle.

It blew the vehicle straight into the sky, and not even the surrounding security personnel were spared.

Seeing this scene, Ethan was completely stunned.

The other side had sent three assassins into the opera house to ensure the mission didn't fail.

They had even planted a bomb on Prime Minister Otili's vehicle.

This was simply saturation assassination! However, Ethan and the female Agent dared not linger on the spot and soon got into Benji's car.

But as soon as they got in the car, Ethan subdued the female Agent.

"We haven't introduced ourselves yet!" Ethan said to the female Agent, "But I am very sure you are an Agent from England!"

"Ilsa Faust, you are Ethan Hunt, right?" Ilsa said calmly, "I know you are tracking the Syndicate, and it just so happens that I am too! If you want to know news about the Syndicate, you should let me go immediately!"

"Are you the one responsible for the assassination this time?" Ethan changed the subject and asked.

Ilsa paused for a moment and said, "Those were just dead weight; thanks to you, my chance to gain their trust this time has gone down the drain."

"No, there were three assassins in total! One responsible for taking the shot if you failed, one responsible for killing you! They even prepared a bomb to avoid failure!" Ethan muttered to himself, then took out a photo of Solomon and asked, "Who is he?"

Ilsa did not answer, but continued, "We are investigating the same thing; I can help you, but you must let me go!"

As Ilsa's voice fell, two cars chased after Ethan's group.

Ethan was silent for a moment, then opened the car door and threw Ilsa straight out.

Because of the assassination of Prime Minister Otili, all of London was in turmoil.

Members of MI5, like startled donkeys, were searching everywhere in the city.

And on a clock tower not far from the opera house, the mastermind behind this incident, Solomon, was watching the show with Chen Jiajun.

Solomon said coldly to Chen Jiajun, "I have already fulfilled the request you mentioned!"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Not bad, you did really well!"

Solomon continued, "Then, our cooperation ends here!"

Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said!" Solomon said coldly, "You've made too many moves!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Oh? You mean the data Ethan received, right? Isn't that also developing according to your ideas?"

Solomon stared at Chen Jiajun and said, "I had originally planned to spend six months laying the groundwork for this matter, but because of you, I had to launch it ahead of schedule!"

"That's a good thing, isn't it!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

"Our Syndicate's affairs do not require the interference of an outsider like you!" Solomon warned with a stern face, "Do not interfere in our affairs again, otherwise don't blame us for being impolite next time!"

After speaking, Solomon left the clock tower directly, and subsequently, Chen Jiajun felt the needle-pricking sensation between his eyebrows vanish.

Given the level of caution of a guy like Solomon, he definitely had snipers lying in ambush nearby, aiming at him.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said to Silva, who was in the shadows, "It seems they are about to show us the door!"

Silva revealed an evil smile and said, "That is no longer up to him!" (End of chapter)