On the projection curtain wall, the scene was dark at first, and then a light lit up. The light illuminated the entire cloakroom, and a woman could be seen walking in. She rummaged around, as if she was looking for something. Finally, she faced the camera and stretched out her hand. The scene froze at this moment. Alan crossed his chest and looked at the woman in the camera. He walked back and forth twice and suddenly threw the remote control in his hand onto the curtain wall.
The remote control was smashed into pieces.
"Windsor Bellow, you actually touched this place!" Alan walked out of the bedroom and shouted, "Seeley! Get the hell over here right now. "
When the head of security of the President's residence ran into the bedroom in a panic, Alan pulled him by the collar to the curtain wall, pointed hard at Windsor Belo on the screen and shouted, "What are you, the head of security, doing? You didn't even know that someone had come to the door. Immediately pull up the apartment, no, all the surveillance cameras on the nearby streets, and check if there are any suspicious people coming out today. I want to know where they came from and where they're going. Get lost. "
Not long after, the security chief brought over a tablet brain. A video was being opened on the brain. He handed the brain to Alan and said, "This was captured by one of the surveillance cameras three blocks away. I suspect that these people are the logistics ladies of the infiltrators."
Alan clicked on the video. From the video, he could see a municipal maintenance car parked on the side of the road not far away. Then, a few people got off. The security chief said, "I've contacted the Urban Construction Department. They don't have a repair mission for the neighborhood today. However, this car is indeed theirs, but it was reported lost a few days ago. Sir, do you want to inform the intelligence department? They can find more information. "
"No need." Alan waved his hand. "You guys go out. I'm tired."
After they left, Alan stood by the window and looked at the night view of Babylon. "I didn't plan to do this, but you forced me, Windsor Bellow."
The next day, Capullo met Alan in the president's office at the White House. The latter was reviewing the documents when he heard the footsteps. He raised his head and put down the documents. "Marshal Capullo, it's great that you can come personally."
"Since Mr. President has something urgent to talk to me about, no matter how busy I am, I have to put my work aside." Capullo smiled.
The new office secretary brought coffee to the two of them. Capullo took a sip and said, "You changed your secretary?"
"Yes, Adaline quit and went home."
"Oh." Capullo did not pursue the matter and changed the topic, "Then, what business does Mr. President have with me this time?"
"It's a very serious matter. I don't think anyone can do this job other than you, Marshal."
"What is so serious? Could it be to deal with the Light Concealment Society?"
Alan shook his head and said, "No, it's much more serious than that. I found some clues about the attack on the interstellar defense line not long ago. "
"What? Is there an inside story?"
"I'm afraid so." Alan sighed. "Due to confidentiality, it's not convenient for me to make this information public for the time being. However, this information and clues point to one thing, or to a person. "
"I suspect that Windsor Bellow colluded with the Nelms. She deliberately betrayed the frontline information to the Nelms, causing the fall of the three bases. As for the specifics, I'm afraid I'll need to confront Marshal Greed to find out. "
Capullo raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Mr. President, this accusation is very serious. Are you sure that the attack on the interstellar defense line is related to Windsor Bellow?"
"At present, it's only a suspicion, so we need to summon Windsor Bellow back. But you also know that Marshal Greed might not listen to my orders alone. "
Capullo rolled his eyes and smiled, "That's why I have to make a trip to bring that girl back. Is that so? "
"That's right. Of course, I want to recall Marshal as gently as possible. But if she really does appear in the Federation and resists, only Marshal Capulo will be able to suppress her. It's a matter of the future of the Federation. I hope Marshal won't refuse. "
Capullo nodded. "I see. Get ready. I'll personally go to the interstellar frontlines tomorrow."
Alan laughed, "That's great. Please tell Windsor Bellow. I absolutely believe her, but it's better for her to personally clarify these matters to the members of Congress. "
"You're right, Mr. President." Capullo stood up and said, "Then I'll go back and prepare."
"I'll send you off."
After sending Capullo away, Alan returned to the table and whispered, "I'm looking forward to what will happen to lions and wolves in the end."
After leaving the White House, Capullo drove back to the Golden Lion's barracks headquarters on Babylon. As soon as he entered the office, he sneered. The young adjutant, who had participated in the battle against Armageddon with Capullo last time, smiled and asked, "Marshal, did Mr. President give you another difficult problem?"
"It's more than a problem. It's simply not a good intention." Capullo waved his hand. "You go out first. I have something to discuss with Wether alone."
The adjutant, who was in charge of assisting Capullo during his stay on Earth, left tactfully.
After passing through the interstellar connection, another old subordinate, Wether, who was far away in the Garden of Eden, appeared in the picture. Seeing Capullo, Wether coughed softly and said, "Looks like Marshal is in a bad mood."
"It's good to see you, Wether." Capullo crossed his hands and propped up his chin. "Our president is getting more and more complicated."
"What do you mean?"
"The chess piece we placed beside him has been removed." Capullo said in a deep voice, "Ever since the attack at the last lecture, the relationship between the Federation and the nobles has become so bad that it can't get any worse. According to Mobius, he is determined to completely split from the nobles." This is definitely not a good thing, so I'm going to do it once and for all. "
He gently made a throat-slitting gesture.
On the other side of the screen, Wether's eyelids twitched.
"Unfortunately, I don't know if something happened to Adaline, or if Mobius is too alert. The assassination ended in failure, and today, Mobius asked me to do something else. " Capullo sneered, "He actually suspected that Windsor Bellow had colluded with the Nelms and wanted me to personally go to the front lines to summon that little girl back."
"How is this possible?" Wether cried out.
'"That's right. Although that little girl is greedy and willful, she still has some principles. I won't believe that she would do such a thing. I'd rather believe that Mobius colluded with the Nelms than that Windsor Bellow would do such a thing. Mr. President has another plan. "
Hearing this, Wether was shocked and said, "He wants to provoke a war between the golden lion and Sirius?"
"That should be the case. This is revenge for us not supporting him, right?" Capullo shook his head and said, "Anyway, I have to go to the interstellar frontlines. I can't just go like this. Send a message to Sirius for me and tell Windsor Bellow about this so that she can get ready. "
"Yes, I'll do it immediately."
After ending the communication, Capullo looked out of the window in the direction of the White House and said, "Mobius, what exactly are you planning to do? Don't you think the Federation isn't messy enough? "
In the morning, people could already see Roddy's busy figure in the castle's study. In that small study, it was as if there was work that could never be done. Unless the young Patriarch had something to do, you could find him in the study most of the time. Today was no exception. While the castle chef was preparing breakfast, Roddy was already buried in the small mountain of documents in the study.
When he heard the knock on the door, he shouted "Come in" and said, "Mr. Helsing, put breakfast aside first. I'll eat it after this work."
Unexpectedly, it wasn't Helsing's old voice that sounded, but another woman's voice. "Although it's a good thing to work hard, how can I have the strength to work without filling my stomach? Besides, there's never enough work. I always say that to Mirren. "
Roddy raised his head from the pile of documents. It turned out to be Windsor Bellow. She shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, I don't have breakfast delivered. You can't eat it even if you want to."
Roddy laughed and stood up, "I'm relieved to see you."
"What, are you worried that I'll be caught?"
"No, I'm more worried that you'll accidentally kill Mobius."
Windsor Bellow rolled her eyes and said, "If killing a Mobius could solve the problem, trust me, I would have done it long ago."
"You're in a good mood. Looks like you got something yesterday."
"I did gain something, but after reading it, I'm not happy at all." Windsor Bellow took out a small palm-sized brain and threw it at Roddy. "Take a look. These are the things I copied from Mobius's information host yesterday. It's just a small part of it. More of it will take time to crack the code. "
Roddy casually flipped through some files, and the more he looked at them, the uglier his expression became.
'"I believe you can tell that those are the messages between the President and the Light Concealment Society. For the time being, we haven't found any evidence of his connection to the people of Nelm, but it proves that Mr. President is indeed a chess piece cultivated by the Light Concealment Society. However, later information shows that he has fallen out with the Light Concealment Society and seems to want to set up his own sect. " Windsor Bellow sighed and said, "I've long felt that his style is similar to Mobius's, but there are still some differences in essence. Sure enough, he has deleted this information. However, he should be a layman in electronic information. He didn't delete it thoroughly enough, so I was able to recover some. "
Roddy put down his brain and said with a gloomy expression, "Then what do you plan to do?"
"I don't know. I only know that if this information is released, the Federation will be even more chaotic. But if we don't release it, can we let a fake president point fingers at us? I'm in a dilemma, Mr. Roddy. "
Roddy stood up and walked around uneasily a few times. "We can't let a puppet of the Light Concealment Society take power, but if it's announced, the old party will definitely push out their candidate immediately. According to our previous observations, it's clear that Capullo is planning this from behind. The old marshal is probably looking for a military dictatorship. Once the old party gains power, it will also be in chaos. "
"In the end, we will kill this puppet president and put the real Mobius on it. This way, the impact of the unknowingly caused should be reduced to the weakest. But the problem is that Mobius may have already been killed by the Light Concealment Society. "
Windsor Bellow held her head and said, "I'm the worst at dealing with this kind of thing. It's killing me."
Rody smiled and said, "If the Marshal trusts me, then give me this information. I will secretly meet with the heads of the other clans and discuss how to deal with this matter. "
"Of course I believe you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you see these things." Windsor Bellow nodded. "Alright, as you said, I'll leave them to you. If my men find anything else, I'll have them secretly send the information to you. "
At this moment, a small communicator in her pocket rang. It was a preparation for Mirren to contact her urgently. Seeing the communicator ring, Windsor Bellow's expression became nervous. Something important must have happened, otherwise Mirren wouldn't have contacted her casually.
She took out her communicator and didn't avoid suspicion. She directly connected Mirren's communicator. Mirren's voice immediately sounded from inside, "You must come back immediately, Marshal. I've just received a notification from General Weiser that the president has ordered Marshal Capullo to go to the interstellar defense line to recall you. It seems to be related to the attack on the three bases of the interstellar defense line. "
Windsor Bellow was stunned and asked, "This is what Weiser told you in private. When did your friendship get so good?"
"No, Marshal Capullo asked General Weiser to forward this message. Marshal Capullo thought it was necessary for you to know in advance."
"Will Capullo be so kind?" Although she didn't believe it, Mirren's message forced her to take it seriously. She glanced at Roddy and said, "Looks like I have to hurry back to the defensive line. Otherwise, Capullo will hit the air and there will be no way to end it."
Roddy said in a deep voice, "Be careful."
Windsor Bellow said "Hmm" and left in a hurry.
Roddy sighed and sat back at his desk. "Father, if only you were here. This place is really a mess. "
Opening his eyes, he saw a strange pointed ceiling, giving off a high and narrow feeling of space. It took Allen two seconds to remember that he was in an alien hotel in Agares, not on a base at the interstellar frontline. Almost none of the rooms in Lim's hotel were the same. The room Allen had chosen was circular, but the roof was a pointed vault. This caused the windows around to be pointed at the top and wide at the bottom. It was indescribably strange.
However, the bed was quite comfortable. He turned around and saw that Lola was sleeping with her back to him. Her long black hair hung down like silk between his hands and the bed. One of his hands was being used as a pillow for Lola, and the palm of his hand could still feel the astonishing elasticity and smoothness of Lola's chest. He smiled, but the smile quickly disappeared. Allen looked at the woman on the bed and thought of another girl.
Lucy.
I wonder how that girl is now? Will she still think of herself? Will she still be sad?
When he thought of Lucy, his thoughts surged out uncontrollably like a flood bursting out of a dam. Lola moved. She turned around and opened her eyes to see Allen staring at the ceiling in a daze. Lola turned his face over and smiled. "What are you thinking about?"
Allen smiled and didn't answer.
Lola wasn't stupid. Seeing the sadness in his eyes, she rested her head on his chest and asked softly, "Are you thinking about Lucy?"
Allen kissed her forehead. "Sorry, I shouldn't have thought of other girls when you're by my side."
Lola smiled and propped herself up with her hands. She looked down at Allen and said, "I should be angry, but I'm very happy that you said that. And it's normal for you to miss Lucy. After all, I miss her too. Don't worry, we'll meet again. I've always believed that. "
Allen nodded.
Lola climbed onto him, her hair hanging down. Looking at the smirk on her face, Allen narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you want?"
"I want to punish you. Although I'm not angry, I still have to punish you. You know, women can be very stingy. "She sat up straight for a moment, but then relaxed. Then her body slowly swayed, and both she and Allen gradually became hot.
Like two balls of fire.
Allen laughed. "Anyone would be happy to accept such a punishment, unless they're not a man."
"But my punishment is only for you." She sped up.
After climbing to the peak of happiness, Lola fell asleep again. Allen was in good spirits and took a shower in the bathroom of the suite. As soon as he walked out, he heard a voice say in his mind, "Your Highness, the lava well has been built. Perhaps you can come and take a look."
It was Mitinas. Allen was very curious that he could actually communicate with him on the spiritual level. Mitinas seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "Don't forget, I was born from your blood, so it's not strange that I can communicate with you telepathically."
Allen replied in his mind, "Alright, I'll come to the mine now."
He put on the strange Baltic armor again and brought Gojoseon with him. He kissed Lola gently on the cheek and left the room.
When they arrived at the mine, the person guarding the mine had changed from Belmond to Hubble. Allen simply brought the Catus in. As soon as he entered the mine, Allen felt a surging aura of energy. Mitinas was already waiting respectfully at the side. When he saw the two of them, he brought them into one of the mines. An open space had been cleared in the depths of the mine, and a few lava wells could be seen flickering with flames.
The avatar of the Abyss Fire, Minas, known as the builder, was continuously throwing the raw ore of the green glaze crystal into the lava well. Mitinas explained, "The lava well will automatically decompose the green glaze ore, extract its energy and preserve it for production of combat units. Your Highness, I can start building an army now, but with my current energy reserves, I can only produce low-level combat units. Can you tell me the information about our enemies so that I can plan the configuration of combat units? "
Allen spread out his hands and said, "Actually, I don't know much. I only know that it's probably an army of a thousand men. As for the other party's soldiers, to be honest, I don't think they have a clear division of labor. They're probably just some desperadoes. "
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