Capítulo 1457: Chapter 1452: The Plan Fails

This psychological warfare was lost by Yang Yi because Kant had more chips and his skills were very adept. He was definitely not the kind of person who would play a strong hand poorly. On the contrary, Kant was really good at using his resources, and he could indeed turn things around in desperate situations and regain control.

But Yang Yi had the power to overturn the table; he could use a knife to make Kant completely shut up.

When a scholar meets a soldier, reasoning seems futile. It’s not that soldiers are better at arguing than scholars, but that soldiers have the ability to make scholars shut up.

So Kant’s suggestion made sense. He offered what seemed like the most reasonable solution, but Yang Yi chose not to listen because Yang Yi could never hand over the initiative he had gained.

As long as he stepped out of this door and left this safe, it would no longer be a situation Yang Yi could control. So, since Yang Yi had the potential to stop an imminent nuclear war, he would proceed in his own way rather than hand over the initiative to Kant and allow others to manipulate him.

Yang Yi exhaled, carefully checking whether there was any bloodstain on himself. After confirming that there was none, he sheathed the knife back into its scabbard and reached out to embrace the Revelation.

Lighter than expected, like holding a microwave, about the same weight, but carrying such an item would certainly affect his actions, and Yang Yi was unaware of what the situation outside was like.

So, after hesitating a bit, Yang Yi did not carry the Revelation directly out. He first opened the door of the safe.

As expected, no one was in the office. Yang Yi sighed in relief, then immediately turned back to the table to pick up the Revelation and walked into the office.

Yang Yi wanted to close the door of the safe so that no one would know what had happened inside, and he might even walk away casually.

But just as Yang Yi was observing how to close the safe door, the door to the chairman’s office was about to open; someone was about to enter from outside.

Yang Yi quickly moved to the side of the coffee machine, leaving the safe door open.

A person came in, saw Yang Yi pouring coffee, and the open safe door.

“Close the door.”

Yang Yi said without turning his head, and the person who came in whispered, “I found the safe door open and thought Mr. Kant was about to come out.”

Yang Yi slightly turned around, taking the cup down as he said, “Not yet, it’ll take a while.”

“But Mr. Kant never allows any drinks inside…”

After saying that, the person who came in suddenly raised his voice and shouted, “Mr. Kant.”

Yang Yi immediately turned and placed his index finger to his lips.

“Shh, what are you doing? Don’t disturb Mr. Kant.”

Yang Yi had a reproachful expression, then whispered, “Help me take these two cups of coffee inside.”

The person was momentarily stunned, then whispered, “I’m not allowed to go inside, you… I!”

He took the two cups of coffee, but when he turned his head and saw the blood inside the safe, the person holding the coffee immediately widened his eyes and was about to shout.

Yang Yi swiftly stabbed out with a knife, hitting the throat accurately.

He reached out to support Kant’s assistant, probably an assistant based on his reaction, as he didn’t act like a bodyguard.

Lowering the body gently to the ground, Yang Yi sighed, then sheathed the knife and took out his wallet, pulling out a bank card from it.

He could have taken hostages, and the only possible hostage would have been Kant, but Kant was already dead because Yang Yi couldn’t allow Kant any chance to issue orders, so there was no use thinking about hostages.

How to leave this building, he could only rely on this bank card.

This bank card, of course, had a background. It was specifically for spies, but it wasn’t provided to Yang Yi by the CIA, nor was it purchased by the Organization of Water, it was handcrafted by the Organization of Water.

Professor Gweil’s latest product, made with the Organization of Water’s immense financial resources.

Whatever Gweil could make had to be something deadly, so this bank card was indeed a lethal item.

What was it?

Vx!

The king of nerve agents.

On the surface, it just looked like an ordinary bank card. Even if the card was broken, it wouldn’t cause any big issues. But if the card started to heat up internally, it would turn into a deadly gas card, emitting a colorless, tasteless gas, exhaling a high-temperature bank card.

A bank card’s size couldn’t release enough gas to be lethal, but it was portable and hard to detect. In a closed room, no matter how many people were in there, they would all be dead; it just took a little longer, at least two minutes to ensure the entire room had a lethal dose.

Real spies wouldn’t use something like this; for instance, CIA spies wouldn’t use this because it was only useful for killing and too slow at that. But for Yang Yi, who danced on the blade’s edge every day and couldn’t expect rescue even if things went wrong, this card was his last resort.

It’s not a life-saving measure, though; it’s a means to drag everyone down to die together. If he merely wanted to commit suicide, Yang Yi had other choices, better and faster methods.

After seeing the tragic state of Elvin before he died, Yang Yi certainly wouldn’t let himself fall into that situation.

The advantage now was that no one outside knew what had happened, so there was still a chance to escape, but to truly escape, some maneuvers were necessary.

Someone came in and then there was silence, most importantly, the office door was still open.

It’s difficult, it would be better if someone would cooperate, but how to get Zhang Yong to cooperate with himself.

At that moment, someone outside suddenly shouted, “Mr. Bruno!”

This was a negotiation between two organizations, and there was already a lack of trust below.

Suddenly, Yang Yi had an idea. He immediately squatted down, smeared the blood from the person he just killed on his hand, and then wiped it on his face and neck. He then hugged the Revelation with one hand, staggered to the door, leaned against the door frame, and pointed at the two people Bruno had brought in, shouting, “Kill them!”

Everyone was stunned because no one knew what had happened.

“It’s a conspiracy!”

Yang Yi shouted urgently again, and he didn’t need to explain what had happened.

Now Kant’s and Bruno’s people should be fighting each other, right? But the reality was not so; the two people shouted together, “Mr. Bruno is dead!”

Both men were panicking, but Kant’s people didn’t move; at least they didn’t immediately aim their guns at Bruno’s men. At this point, a middle-aged man shouted sharply, “Don’t move, go check it out! You! You come out!”

Something went wrong, the plan seemed to have failed.