?67: Chapter 61 Just Do It 67: Chapter 61 Just Do It Up until now, infiltrating Henry’s banquet hadn’t posed much of a challenge for Gao Yi.

    The car stopped, and someone opened the door from the outside.

    Gao Yi got up, got out of the car, and took a moment at the entrance of the estate to look inside, feeling genuinely impressed.

    This estate was truly immense, and the central castle structure was even more imposing.

    A famously large castle in France, with four floors, twenty-four bedrooms, sixteen bathrooms, and a hall that could accommodate two hundred people without feeling crowded.

    There was no surrounding wall for the estate, but a barbed hedge served that purpose.

    There wasn’t originally a gate, but now a large floral arch had taken on the role of one.

    The car was parked in front of a flower arch similar to those used for weddings, and this flowery gate was no mere decoration.

    It was a large security gate disguised with flowers to prevent the guests being checked from feeling offended or insulted,

    Of course, the security gate had metal detection capabilities, but it wouldn’t sound an alarm when metal was detected.

    The main function of the security gate was to subject people to an imperceptible full-body X-ray scan as they passed through.

    If there were any dangerous items on a person, they would be clearly revealed on a screening monitor not too far away.

    In addition to metal detection and X-ray scanning, this security gate could also sniff out most lethal poisons, including something as deadly as cyanide, which was strictly forbidden inside.

    Then there was the explosive detection feature, capable of detecting explosives down to milligram levels.

    It could also detect traces of gunpowder particles from bullets, meaning it could pick up on the traces of smoke and residue left on the skin and clothes of those who often fired guns.

    This feature was particularly lethal for those accustomed to using firearms, for even if they weren’t carrying a gun, the mere traces of gunpowder were enough to mark them as a threat.

    Hence, despite a lack of physical searches or portable metal detectors scanning over bodies, the absence was not due to insufficient security but rather because the security level was exceedingly high.

    This was the kind of high-level security measure employed at national events, far more dangerous to assassins than a simple pat-down.

    But Gao Yi was utterly unconcerned because he carried no weapons on him.

    Gao Yi walked through the six-meter-long security gate with light steps and a relaxed demeanor.

    There were at least ten security personnel near the gate, all professionals dressed as waiters.

    Although they appeared to be waiting to welcome arriving guests, they were ready to spring into action at any trace of threat. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    It seemed peaceful, but the security was in fact extremely tight.

    As long as there was a semblance of peace, there was usefulness.

    At the very least, the security staff were dressed in suits, none wore bullet-proof vests or helmets.

    Following the red carpet, Gao Yi made his way toward the relatively small entrance of the castle.

    Henry, the host, was not at the door to welcome guests.

    Considering he was facing the risk of assassination, a bit of impropriety seemed normal.

    “Welcome, Mr.

    Zhang.”

    Roman Batis, one of Henry’s key subordinates and the one who had extended the invitation, greeted Gao Yi in place of Henry.

    Gao Yi stepped forward to shake hands, now looking much more composed in his formal attire.

    “Thank you for the invitation, Mr.

    Batis.”

    After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Gao Yi entered the castle.

    Those who made it into the castle’s hall had all been vetted for security, and Gao Yi, alone and unarmed, without any dangerous items, could naturally browse around the great hall without any issues.

    The great hall featured a massive ceiling and a huge oil painting on one wall.

    Unlike pure military castles, this fourteenth-century construction paid more attention to residential needs—military defense was just an incidental function.

    And although it was a castle, the great hall still had several floor-to-ceiling windows.

    But there was an unexpected detail; this banquet wasn’t a cocktail party as Sean had thought.

    Instead, there were more than a dozen dining tables set up in the hall.

    In such a hall, only a buffet allowing guests to move freely would be appropriate.

    The temporary arrangement of long dining tables was extremely unusual, transcending mere inconvenience to the point of incredulity.

    But Gao Yi quickly understood the reasoning.

    A buffet would make it difficult to control the guests’ positions, whereas fixed seating would clearly benefit the security operations.

    There were already about twenty people in the hall.

    They couldn’t sit down yet, but because the tables took up so much space, guests had no choice but to stand around the perimeter.

    He didn’t know anyone, nor could he strike up a conversation, as most of the guests were speaking French.

    Even when someone politely greeted Gao Yi, he couldn’t really engage further.

    The guests that evening were diverse; their prominence was all relative, and for the average person, this banquet was unimaginable luxury.

    There were no major celebrities, but there were second and third-tier stars, wealthy individuals—not the very richest, but certainly affluent—famous painters, social activists, and even a retired soccer player.

    Henry’s principle for inviting people was simple: minimize risk.

    In any case, all the guests were notable, which greatly reduced the possibility of an imposter attending.

    Not all the servers had arrived yet, but there were still more than twenty in the hall, most of whom were security personnel in disguise, as was evident from their demeanor.

    Gao Yi was naturally casual; he didn’t need to feign interest while he surveyed the castle’s furnishings.

    Then, Gao Yi’s attention was drawn to the semi-spiral staircase in the middle of the hall, particularly the armors placed on either side of it.

    Full body armors from the Middle Ages, polished to a shine, but what caught his eye were the two-handed greatswords leaning against each of the suits.

    He wondered whether they were purely decorative or actual weapons and, unable to resist, he moved toward them.

    Upon closer inspection at the armor, Gao Yi realized they weren’t true antiques; they appeared too new.

    However, looking up the staircase, he noticed another suit of full-body armor placed at the turn, holding a spiked warhammer.

    It wasn’t that he intended to use the hammer, but it just felt familiar, interesting, and so it captured a bit more of his attention.

    Just then, even within the hall, Gao Yi heard a loud noise.

    Turning his head to look out the window, he spotted a helicopter slowly descending onto a nearby lawn.

    Gao Yi was genuinely taken aback.

    According to Sean’s assessment and the information they had worked hard to acquire, the primary target, Ditzel, was not expected to attend the banquet.

    But now, the helicopter appeared to be Ditzel’s ride, as Henry was already waiting on the edge of the lawn to welcome him.

    Gao Yi stepped aside and, very naturally, pulled out his cellphone, very naturally sending Sean a text.

    “It’s not too bad here.”

    Within a plan that was anything but detailed, Gao Yi’s objective had simply been to come in and take a look.

    If there was an opportunity, he would take action; if not, he would let it be.

    He didn’t demand it.

    It would be best if the main target appeared; if not, it didn’t matter.

    It couldn’t be forced.

    But now, Ditzel had truly appeared, and in a hall where there shouldn’t have been any tables, yet was filled with them.

    What did that signify?

    It could only mean that Ditzel was as good as dead.

    Furthermore, the security arrangements were clearly tighter on the outside than inside.

    Gao Yi, who had originally planned just to take a look, no longer just wanted to observe.

    He would finish the job and run, escaping amidst the chaos among the guests.

    Would those hired security teams dare to open fire on all the attendees?

    Sean replied with a text.

    “Enjoy yourself, make some new friends.”

    Sean’s message was clear: play it by ear, but don’t take unnecessary risks.

    Gao Yi sent another text.

    “I’ll need a ride after the dinner ends; I might have a few drinks and bring a lady back home.”

    This message contained three keywords: pick me up, have a few drinks, a lady.

    These words conveyed a singular intent.

    Take action; it had to be done, no matter what.

    Now Sean had no choice but to comply regardless of Gao Yi’s actions.

    He just needed to coordinate.

    Moments later, Sean sent a text.

    “Okay.”

    Gao Yi put away his phone, watching as Henry cordially accompanied an elderly man over.

    There was no need for weapons or hammers.

    Gao Yi began to subtly move closer to the castle’s entrance, ready to await the target’s approach.

    Why bother with dining, participating in a charity auction?

    As soon as the target walked in, snap, snap—a quick finish, no need for fancy tricks.

    And that would be the end of it.