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Chapter 1333 - 1332: The Organization Named Light

Once you join that assassin organization, it means your life no longer belongs to yourself, but to the organization, to your superiors. If your superior wants you dead, you have to die. If you dare disobey orders, you’ll be seen as betraying the organization and will be hunted down by them, never to the death.In this world, there are many things ordinary people can’t understand. Just like the online world we can see only takes up a tiny fraction; in the dark there’s a much bigger net, like an iceberg, with only a small part above the surface and far more hidden in the dark depths of the sea.

What kind of person would willingly become a killer roaming in the dark? Willingly put his life in someone else’s hands?

Those cold-blooded, ruthless killers, their life experiences are probably full of darkness and complexity, things ordinary people can’t know and can hardly even imagine.

Lin Fan wasn’t in the mood to dig into why these two brothers, perfectly fine on the surface, had ended up as assassins.

"Does your organization have a name?" Lin Fan asked.

The gaunt-faced man said, "Our organization’s name is Guangming."

An organization that can’t see the light of day, yet calls itself "Guangming"—is that supposed to be some kind of joke.

Lin Fan turned his head and asked Chen Long, "Uncle, do you know this organization?"

Chen Long said, "I’ve heard of it. The boss of this organization has a mysterious identity. Rumor has it he’s a powerful noble from the United Kingdom, but of course that’s just hearsay."

Lin Fan said, "If I wanted to hire this organization to kill someone for me, how would I do it?"

Chen Long said, "That depends on whether you can get them to take the job. I’ve heard that ordinary people can hardly ever hire Guangming. Guangming doesn’t just take any business. Normally, if you want to find a killer through Guangming, you need to go through personal connections. As for the details, I don’t really know."

Lin Fan nodded to show his thanks. As an Interpol officer, Chen Long did indeed know a lot, precisely what Lin Fan lacked.

Lin Fan asked the gaunt-faced man, "Is that how it is?"

The gaunt-faced man said, "Basically. But we, as killers, don’t know much about the higher-ups in the organization either. We’re not allowed to ask too many questions. Also, each killer doesn’t know the others’ identities. Basically, we just take the job, complete the job, and collect the commission."

Guangming is a mysterious existence. It operates underground. No one seems able to know its specifics in concrete detail. Even the killers of Guangming have mysterious identities. If the gaunt-faced man and the fat man had actually died just now, it would have been impossible to know they came from Guangming.

"So that’s how it is." Lin Fan grasped something. "I’ve been wondering why there were three Death Warriors hijacking the flight but split into two groups. Looks like this was deliberate. You can imagine, if the plane had really crashed and an investigation followed, the direction of the investigation would be led astray by Zhang Zhilong. Zhang Zhilong’s identity would be easily uncovered. He clearly isn’t from Guangming, while the killers of Guangming would remain forever unknown."

Chen Long suddenly realized, "So this employer has concerns. Because if we follow the trail of Guangming upward, we might be able to trace it back to his identity."

Lin Fan said, "Didn’t you say not just anyone can hire Guangming? This guy is probably someone of status, maybe from the upper crust of the United Kingdom."

Chen Long felt a surge of joy. At last there was some kind of lead!

"So what do we do next?" Chen Long asked. He found that he, a堂堂 Interpol officer, seemed like a primary schooler in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled. "Now it’s this guy’s turn."

As he spoke, Lin Fan did to the gaunt-faced man exactly what he’d done to the fat man earlier.

The gaunt-faced man’s expression changed drastically. "Didn’t you promise us that if we answered your questions, you’d kill us? What are you doing?"

Lin Fan said, "I don’t kill people."

It was obvious: Lin Fan had gone back on his word, openly and without shame.

The gaunt-faced man was both shocked and furious. "You little punk, you... ah!"

The gaunt-faced man felt a mix of agony and itching all over his body, like countless ants crawling over him, biting as they crawled. He couldn’t help but let out a blood-curdling scream.

He finally experienced the fat man’s pain. The fat man next to him was also so terrified that he started screaming along.

These two Death Warriors from the assassin organization Guangming, men who weren’t even afraid of death, were being tormented by Lin Fan until they were like children who had just heard a ghost story, faces full of terror.

Chen Long wiped cold sweat off to the side. This was too terrifying. Thankfully he wasn’t the one sitting there; he had no desire whatsoever to face an enemy like Lin Fan.

Chen Long started reconsidering his own plan. If Lin Fan really was that "target," did he dare try to kill Lin Fan? Don’t even talk about killing Lin Fan—if he slipped up even a little, he’d be the one killed by Lin Fan instead!

You have to know, these two Death Warriors weren’t ordinary killers. They were from Guangming. From what Chen Long understood, Guangming’s killers were all extremely skilled and possessed astonishingly firm wills. They’d been trained into weapons that could kill without blinking, and they could endure pain that ordinary people could never bear.

Once a killer from Guangming was unlucky enough to be captured, he could withstand most of the torture methods in the world. At worst he’d just bite down on a poison pill and die. There would be no way to get anything out of him.

Yet these two killers from Guangming were completely falling apart in front of Lin Fan.

No matter how cold-blooded or vicious a killer is, he’s still human. As long as he’s human, there’s no one who won’t yield in front of Lin Fan, who possesses top-level Medical Skill, because Lin Fan has a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead.

After a while, Lin Fan reached out and slapped the tops of the heads of the gaunt-faced man and the fat man, one palm each, knocking them unconscious.

Chen Long wiped his cold sweat and said, "Kid, just now you were..."

Lin Fan said, "These three Death Warriors all had the same story: once they were on the plane, they would wait for instructions. If no instructions came, they would carry out the hijacking mission. Who is the one responsible for giving them instructions?"

Chen Long said, "So there are still accomplices of theirs on this plane!"

Lin Fan said, "This person has been observing everything from the shadows, including watching you. He saw that you failed to complete the job within their planned timeframe, so he had the three Death Warriors carry out the destruction mission. Now, these three killers have all fallen into our hands, and the destruction mission has failed. If you were this person, what would you do next?"

Chen Long said, "They’re willing to stop at nothing to keep the target from getting off this plane. If Plan A and Plan B both fail, there must be a Plan C!"

Lin Fan nodded. "So we have to find this person, only then can we land safely. Otherwise he’s like a time bomb that could go off at any moment. And since he’s in the dark, he definitely won’t come at us as openly as the Death Warriors did. He’ll be even harder to guard against."

Chen Long said, "This person must be hiding very well and won’t show himself easily. How are we supposed to find him?"

Lin Fan said, "Lure the snake out of its hole."

Chen Long said, "And how do we lure the snake out?"

Lin Fan said, "This person definitely doesn’t want the organization Guangming to be exposed to the outside world. We’ll use that and set up some bait to see if he bites."

"Hmm..." Chen Long seemed lost in thought.

Lin Fan said, "Let’s go, time to go out and see everyone. By now they must be really worried."