Midnight Schemes and Stolen Dreams Chapter 2

In a blink of an eye, it’s the day after tomorrow.

Luna Collins had already finished the stack of drawings and also took the opportunity to roughly go over the new movie script.

The Tucson Firearms Research Institute has the world's most advanced weapons technology, and all the geniuses in the field of weapons gather here.

And in the research institute, there are two geniuses among geniuses.

One is Leo Whitmore.

The other one is Blackwood Fu.

Blackwood Fu will be in charge of explaining today's seminar.

Early in the morning, Luna Collins arrived on time. As soon as she pushed the door into the seminar room, all eyes fell on her. She looked around and found that the only seat left on the entire round table was near the main seat, which happened to be next to Blackwood Fu.

She sat down gracefully and glanced at Blackwood Fu.

His face looked normal, and there was no sign that he was seriously injured.

He was leaning casually on the chair with a lazy look on his face, his hair was messy on his forehead, his eyes were half covered, and his emotions could not be seen clearly. His nonchalance was accompanied by a hint of hostility, and he looked cynical and not easy to mess with.

He lowered his head, toying with a pistol between his slender fingers.

See Luna Collins sitting down.

He stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes lightly and glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, stared at the gun in his palm, and gently curved his lips, the arc was very shallow.

It's really strange.

Luna Collins suddenly felt that the cold and stern aura on him that kept strangers away seemed to have disappeared a little.

Just like...

The iceberg suddenly melted.

She didn't think too much about it. Just as the seminar started, she took out her tablet and capacitive stylus, poked the screen with the tip of the stylus, and listened to Blackwood Fu introducing the performance of the new gun in his low voice.

She listened and took notes.

"As for the feel, you can try it..."

As soon as the words fell.

Luna Collins heard the sound of an object hitting the table in front of her. She looked up and saw that the gun that was in Blackwood Fu's hand was now in front of her.

"Try it." Blackwood Fu raised his eyebrows.

"good."

Luna Collins picked up the gun.

Weighing it in my hand, I found that this gun was made of extremely advanced materials. Although it was not a large-caliber gun, its lethality was still considerable.

Blackwood Fu's explanation continued, "Longer trajectory, safety..."

Luna Collins followed his explanation and turned the pistol over.

In his low voice, she seemed to hear an extremely small sound coming from inside the gun, like a small part falling off and hitting the gun casing, causing the gun body to tremble slightly.

In just a moment, Luna Collins realized something was wrong.

But she had no time to check what went wrong. The gun body shook suddenly, like a sudden earthquake, and a bullet shot out of the barrel uncontrollably!

"boom"---

Gunshots suddenly rang out!

Even though Luna Collins's reaction was quick, it was not faster than the speed of the bullet.

She only had time to adjust her direction.

There was no time to stop the bullet from firing.

A muffled groan followed.

In the curl of smoke from the muzzle of the gun, she saw Blackwood Fu covering his left arm with his hand. Blood was seeping out slowly through the gaps between his fingers where his clothes were torn.

Oops!

It went off!

Luna Collins quickly put down the gun in his hand, "Blackwood Fu, how are you?"

Blackwood Fu didn't say anything.

His face quickly turned pale.

Everyone around was in a panic, busy looking for first aid kits and dealing with the accidentally discharged gun.

Luna Collins helped him apply pressure on the wound to slow down the blood loss.

Blackwood Fu lowered his head.

I could see deep remorse and guilt in the girl's lively eyes.

"I don't blame you." Blackwood Fu couldn't bear it, with a slight pain in his heart, and whispered to comfort, "If you hadn't reacted in time and adjusted the direction, it wouldn't be just a bullet grazed."

He'll lose an arm.

"Sorry, I will take responsibility." Luna Collins said.

Regardless of whether it was an accidental discharge or something else, the bullet was fired from her and she should take the responsibility.

Blackwood Fu's eyebrows moved slightly.

Responsible?

A very interesting word.

He wanted to know how she would take responsibility.

The doctor assigned by the institute arrived quickly. After seeing Blackwood Fu's wound, he gasped and said, "I can't treat this wound. There may be several pieces of broken shrapnel in the wound. If you accidentally touch the artery when treating the wound... Go to the hospital quickly!"

Blackwood Fu tilted his head and stared at Luna Collins. His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice could not hide the pain that escaped. "Luna Collins, can you drive me there?"

"good."

Luna Collins agreed without paying attention to his address.

But Leo Whitmore, who was standing beside him, heard it clearly and frowned fiercely.

Pillow Moon...

Blackwood Fu and Luna Collins had never had any close interactions before.

Such an intimate name made it hard for Leo Whitmore not to feel strange and doubt his intentions.

But Luna Collins couldn't think so much. Being in the center of the vortex, he just wanted to send Blackwood Fu to the hospital as soon as possible.

She grabbed the Pagani car keys from her bag and reached out to help Blackwood Fu leave, but Leo Whitmore came around from behind and held her wrist with one hand to stop her from moving further. He shook his head gently at her, then turned his head and met Blackwood Fu's eyes with a sharp look.

"Blackwood Fu, I'll go with you."

The accidental discharge of the gun was strange. How could a test gun be loaded with bullets? Even if there were bullets, test guns would have undergone safety tests, so how could it suddenly discharge? But no matter what, he is a brother and he has to protect his sister.

Blackwood Fu didn't think so.

He just felt that his original plan was intercepted by Leo Whitmore, and his expression froze with displeasure. He spoke coldly, every word was as cold as ice and frost, "Leo Whitmore, it's not your turn to interfere in what I want to do."

That's already a very polite way of putting it.

But Leo Whitmore also understood the implication of his words.

Blackwood Fu meant that he was not qualified and had no right to care whether Luna Collins should accompany him to the hospital.

The gloom in Leo Whitmore's eyes was like the dark clouds in the sky when a storm came. Lightning split the clouds in the sky, leaving a long gap, and anger poured down like a rainstorm.

He took a step forward and blocked Luna Collins behind him in a protective manner.

Their eyes collided and sparks flew.

Leo Whitmore said in an unquestionable tone: "I said, I will go with you."

"impossible."

Blackwood Fu refused to give in, "I only want her."

"She won't go with you."

"Is it?"

Blackwood Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the blood that flowed out spread blood red, reflecting the scarlet color of the corners of his eyes. His whole body was filled with terrifying murderous intent, and every word between his thin lips was provocative.

"What if I insist that she go with me?"

"Then give it a try."

The words fell.

There was a burst of exclamations all around.

Leo Whitmore suddenly raised the gun, pulled the safety, and gripped the trigger with his index finger. The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Blackwood Fu's brow. His expression was indifferent, not threatening.

He can really shoot.

Blackwood Fu is not much inferior.

Almost at the same time when Leo Whitmore made his move, his gun was pointed at his forehead.

Compared to Leo Whitmore's coldness, Blackwood Fu was even more nonchalant. He raised his lips and smiled particularly wantonly, but his eyes were without any warmth and not a single bit of smile could penetrate them, like a deep sea into which no sunlight could penetrate.

"Come."

He gently hooked his fingertips towards Leo Whitmore, mocking, provocative, and arrogant---

"Try it."