After the president's flying car left, a few bodyguards carried a black bag out. Downstairs, there was already another car ready. Two of them put the bag in the back compartment and got into the car. The flying car started and drove out quietly.
The remaining two bodyguards returned to the front of the building and saw that there was no one around. One of them took out a cigarette and the two of them found a corner to smoke. One of the blonde bodyguards said, "I didn't expect Adaline to assassinate His Excellency the President. What a pity, such a good woman. "
The other bodyguard, who had his long brown hair tied into a braid behind his head, laughed, "What a pity? It's a pity that she's so good in bed? It's a pity that she spends the night here. Every time she spends the night here, she can hear that scream a few streets away. "
At the mention of women, the two men smiled knowingly.
A few streets away from the president's residence, a city construction maintenance flying car stopped by the side of the road. The door opened and three people in maintenance uniforms walked out one after another. They were a woman and two men. They quickly set up a temporary work tent beside them. The three of them got in. The two men quickly fiddled with a few instruments, while the woman took off her uniform, revealing a set of 'tight leather clothes' inside.
When she took off her hat, her blonde hair hung down. If there were any military personnel in this tent at this moment, they would discover that the commander of Sirius was not staying at the interstellar frontline, but was instead making a cameo appearance as a maintenance staff. Another man walked in and handed Windsor Bellow a handbag. She opened it and took out gloves, goggles, and a hairnet that could fix her hair.
Windsor Bellow tied up her hair and fixed it with a hairnet. Someone had already opened a manhole cover on the ground for her and said, "Miss, you can reach your destination from here. However, even if it's a sewer, there are also security devices. Please pay attention to our information. "
"Got it." Windsor Bellow made an "OK" gesture and jumped into the sewer. The people on the ground quickly covered the manhole. The sewer was very clean, the air quality was good, and there was a canal beside it that flowed continuously. Windsor Bellow put on her wireless headset and asked, "How's the signal?"
"Very good, miss. Now I will send the map to your electronic glasses. You should be able to see it. "
At the end of the sentence, a map of the underground sewer appeared on Windsor Bellow's goggles, and a blue dotted line marked out the route. Windsor Bellow nodded and said, "Got it. Let's begin."
After receiving Rody's support yesterday, he arranged to meet the President in the name of his family and try to buy time for Windsor Bellow. The latter wanted to sneak into the President's residence to see if he could find any clues. Windsor Bellow passes through several blocks in the sewers. Two minutes later, she arrives at the basement of Alan's apartment. Just as she was about to turn a corner, the voice of the ground staff suddenly sounded in the headset. "Please wait, Miss."
Those people originally belonged to the Red Wolves, but they had withdrawn from the army at the request of Windsor Bellow a long time ago and became her private intelligence team. Originally, Windsor Bellow was only interested in digging up scandals of the Federation's senior officials and selling them to make money. In order to avoid being accused of abusing power for personal gain, it had come in handy now. This time, whether it was intelligence gathering or the actual operation, Windsor Bellow didn't use any of Sirius's resources to avoid dragging the army into the water.
A moment later, there was a new message in the headset. "There is a comprehensive security network in the passage in front of you. You can't just pass through."
Windsor Bellow looked out. After adjusting several spectral modes in the goggles, she saw that the passage, which was less than five meters long, was covered in a grid of light. It was conceivable that once she bumped into the light, the security system would immediately alarm. She retracted and said, "Can you turn it off?"
"We are hacking into the other party's system, but in order not to attract the other party's attention, we can only turn it off for about three seconds. If it's too long, it will trigger the system alarm. "
"Three seconds? That's enough. "
"Please get ready, Miss. Okay, the security network is temporarily turned off. "
Windsor Bellow immediately flashed out of the passage. She didn't even check if the security network was really turned off. At this time, she chose to believe in her own people. Then she accelerated, sprinted, and the sound of air whistling sounded in the passage. When Windsor Bellow stopped, she had already passed through the passage, and only 1.5 seconds had passed.
"Beautiful." She smiled proudly. Next, she followed the instructions of the ground staff and climbed up a shaft. Opening the manhole cover, she had already arrived at the garden behind the presidential apartment. First, she opened a small gap in the manhole cover. Looking through the gap, there was not a single person nearby. Windsor Bellow immediately opened the cover and left. After returning the iron cover to its original position, she rolled on the ground and stuck to the wall of the garage.
New instructions kept sounding in the headset. Following these instructions, Windsor Bellow silently sneaked into the main building. She jumped in from the back window of the kitchen, silently passed through the living room, and passed under a window with her low body. Outside the window, two bodyguards were smoking and talking in low voices. They didn't notice at all that Sirius's marshal had flashed under their eyes.
Windsor Bellow silently walked up a staircase, and a voice sounded in the headset, "Miss, someone is coming down from above. Please avoid them." She looked up and saw herself soaring into the air. Then, she used the absorber on her palms and toes to firmly fix herself to the bottom of the staircase. After all that was done, someone came down from upstairs. It was a bodyguard in a black suit. He stood at the corner and looked out the window before going downstairs.
Windsor Bellow watched as he passed under her until he disappeared from her sight. Only then did the marshal turn off the absorber function, and she floated to the ground like a fallen leaf. She was about to continue upstairs when there was a new reminder in the headset, "You can't go up from the stairs, Miss. There are two guards at the staircase. Please go out from the window and climb up from the outer wall. "
Marshal rolled his eyes, turned around, and crawled in from the window next to him. Activating the absorber function again, she swam up from the outer wall like a gecko. The headset rang, "The president's bedroom is above, but please don't enter from the window. We found that the bedroom window can only be opened from the inside. If it is opened from the outside or destroyed by violence, the alarm will be triggered. "
"Then what should we do?"
"Look up, and you should be able to see a vent. Go in from there, and you can go to the ceiling of the bedroom. "
Windsor Bellow looked up, and there was indeed a vent above her head. She climbed over, removed the fence of the vent, and got in nimbly. Fortunately, she was a woman, so she could barely squeeze into the somewhat crowded ventilation duct. A moment later, she arrived at Mobius's bedroom. Through the fence, she could see the interior of the room below. After confirming that she wouldn't trigger any alarm, she removed the fence and jumped into the bedroom.
"Finally in. Now let's see what Mr. President is hiding." Windsor Bellow put on gloves and rummaged through the bedroom. Her movements were very light and careful. After moving the items, she didn't forget to put them back in place. She searched very carefully, not willing to let go of any clues. Soon, she found a personal brain in the drawer of the bedside table. Unsurprisingly, the tablet brain set up a user password. Windsor Bellow took out a cracker from a bag on her chest and plugged it into the brain. The cracker immediately cracked the password, allowing Windsor Bellow to quickly enter the operation interface.
She then took out another portable storage device and copied all the files in the brain into the storage device.
"Miss, we found a weak electromagnetic reaction in the cloakroom. Do you want to check it?"
Windsor Bellow nodded and walked over to open the cloakroom. When the door opened, a small note silently slid to the floor. Windsor Bellow didn't notice it. She walked in and turned on the lighting. Then, she rummaged through the wardrobe and shoe cabinet, but she didn't find anything. Windsor Bellow didn't give up. She patiently tapped on the wardrobe, shoe cabinet, and other things to see if there was anything like a mezzanine.
Finally, on a floor mirror at the entrance, she found that there was a strange sound. Windsor Bellow immediately removed the floor mirror. Sure enough, after removing the mirror, there was a secret compartment inside. There was a brain mainframe in the secret compartment. She hurriedly ran out of the cloakroom, took the storage device and inserted it into the mainframe. Then, she was remotely controlled by her intelligence lady to make a backup of the files inside and transfer them to the storage device.
"Miss, you should leave now."
Windsor Bellow replied with a "hmm", put away the storage device, and carefully restored everything before leaving through the ceiling ventilation hole.
In the evening, Alan returned to his residence. When he entered the bedroom, he allowed himself to show his fatigue. Alan unbuttoned his shirt and lay on the bed, rubbing his eyebrows with his hand. Today, he had met with Bescot and the Smiths, both of whom had asked to negotiate his family's relocation order. Their reasons were sufficient. Not to mention the painstaking efforts that the various clans had put into the Federation over the years, just the floating island of Babylon alone had been built by the nobles at that time.
Simply put, the nobles' opinion was that Babylon was not the exclusive property of the Federation. Even the president had no right to ask the clans to leave the island unconditionally.
"These damn fellows." Alan sighed and sat up in bed, ready to take a bath and relax.
As he walked to the cloakroom to get a set of casual clothes, he saw the note. The small note lay on the side of the door, and when Alan left for breakfast, it should have been clipped to the door of the cloakroom. The bedroom window was tightly closed, and no wind would blow the note off.
Unless …
Unless someone opened the cloakroom. Alan's expression darkened. He opened the cloakroom and walked in. He came to the mirror. He removed a screw from the middle of the mirror and unscrewed the cap. There was a small round piece of metal inside. It was the pocket camera he had placed in the cloakroom. Even the security chief of the apartment did not know of its existence.
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