Murdering an active Federation Lieutenant Colonel might be a little tricky for the scions of the aristocratic families hidden in the shadows of power, especially the scions of the seven thousand-year-old families. However, it was definitely not a real problem.
Back on the Hushan Road, Xu Le's knife flashed, and Park Ji Ho, who had a promising future, was suddenly turned into a ghost. He never had a chance to shine again. However, the madam of Mochou's mountain didn't say a word. Shen Li only made a few phone calls, and the investigation fell apart. In the end, it was quiet. Even the Bureau of Proclamation couldn't find any mistakes.
Looking further into history, there were several Federation presidents who were assassinated. In the shadows of history, the silhouettes of the seven aristocratic families could be clearly seen. Although the government's powerful strike and the common people's collective will counterattack, the seven families of today never again used such a bloody measure of mutual destruction. However, no one doubted that they, who occupied the vast amount of resources in the universe, possessed such a terrifying ability.
However, if the Lieutenant Colonel they wanted to kill was called Xu Le, this matter would become a little troublesome. Even the second young master of the Zhong family, who had always run amok in the West Woods, became a little nervous.
The voice on the other end of the phone continued, "Don't worry, we've already investigated clearly. The madam of Mochou's mountain doesn't like him, and he's not the illegitimate son of the old man."
After a very simple conversation, Zhong Ziqi hung up the phone. As for the specifics, the subordinates of both sides would contact and arrange. In fact, this arrangement had been going on for a long time. They were just waiting for a specific time to explode.
The reason why he still seemed a little hesitant and asked those questions on the phone was purely because he was a little worried about Xu Le's background.
As for the specifics, Zhong Ziqi and the other scions of the aristocratic families weren't worried. The two experts from Bermuda didn't know who issued the mission. Whether it was the flow of funds or contact, it was all handled by the most professional people. After the experts entered the Federation, they were equipped with firearms from the Green Dragon Mountain troops — now the armory of the first special division.
The two experts from Bermuda were able to wait silently in Sunset State for such a long time without being caught by the military and the Federation Investigation Bureau because they had hidden forces in the government and West Woods.
On the surface, this cold-blooded murder that had been planned for a long time had nothing to do with them.
Zhong Zi looked forward to the brilliant sunlight coming in from the balcony. When she thought of Xu Le's corpse lying on the street not long after, she revealed an extremely joyful smile.
He did not know the specifics of the assassination plan, but since those guys in the capital ring dared to make a move, they must have received the tacit approval of some old people. They would not leave any chance for Xu Le.
The sunlight on his face made him think of the omnipotent The Glory Of The Charter. The joyful smile on Zhong Zi Qi's face turned into a trace of mockery. These scions of the aristocratic families were very clear about the working process of the Bureau of Proclamation because it was probably the only existence in the universe that they were in awe of.
The Federal Central Computer strictly adhered to the First Law of the Charter. Except for first-order incidents like the invasion of the Empire, it was strictly prohibited from making any criminal prejudgment or warning. It could only play a role in the investigation after the incident. However, the people who carried out the investigation were people, and the staff of the Bureau of Proclamation were also people.
As long as they were people, they had to live in the Federation. For the high and mighty big shots in the Federation, they were all targets that could be toyed with in the palm of their hands.
"You clearly knew that we were going to kill him, but you couldn't give a warning in advance. Don't you feel very depressed?"
Zhong Zi Qi looked at the sunlight on the balcony happily and raised his teacup. Then, he remembered that the other party was a cold computer and couldn't help but feel bored.
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Hearing Xu Le's words, the staff's expression changed slightly. After a long silence, he sighed with some sadness. "When the young miss left, the rabbit she raised was already 12 years old. Now, five years have passed. We tried our best but couldn't keep it alive, so we had to change to another one."
"But I don't think the young miss can tell. In order to pick an identical rabbit, the commander put in a lot of effort. The HTD headquarters in the region even transferred a batch of rabbits from S3 over."
Xu Le was silent. Thinking of the West Woods region's rabbit hunt at that time, he deeply felt the tiger's love for little watermelon. Was there a trace of guilt in this love?
This was the relationship between the Zhong family in the West Woods and the Federation. Xu Le knew very well that little watermelon staying in S1 Xixia state was equivalent to the status of a hostage. It was rare for father and daughter to see each other again. This was a great sorrow in life. Thinking of this, his mood became a little lonely. He clearly felt the helplessness of the Zhong family, the overlords of the West Woods in everyone's eyes.
He stood in front of the empty cage and looked at the fat and white rabbit in silence for a long time.
"I think … she should have known that the rabbit she raised was no longer there."
Xu Le thought of that smart and cute little girl who always liked to say cool in the face of strange things. His mood was a little sour. He said in a low voice, "She just doesn't want to forget what happened when she was a child."
He comforted the staff and said, "Since that's the case, it's best that we don't expose it."
The white-haired staff's old eyes were a little wet. He chuckled and said, "Yes, in fact, there are many people in the old house who miss miss miss very much. I don't know when she will come back."
Xu Le didn't answer. He couldn't answer. The historical convention between the capital ring and the Zhong family in the West Woods couldn't be broken by a random hero. If little watermelon's arrogant father couldn't do it, who could?
He took out his mobile phone and began to record the video in the cage. He used a slightly hoarse voice to describe the video email he was going to send to little watermelon.
"It's living quite happily now."
"It just looks like it needs to lose weight. Although the cage is big, it's always too lonely without companions. Do you think … should we find some friends to play with?"
"But I heard that Commander Zhong also looked for it before, but it was in a bad mood, so it was very fierce and bit the other children's rabbits."
"So it's okay to be fat, as long as it's in a good mood."
"What do you think? Little watermelon. "
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In the antique living room of the old house, Xu Le held the antique Guna porcelain cup and sniffed the fragrant tea in it. He tried to act as elegant as possible to convince himself that he didn't offend the antique atmosphere of the Zhong family's old house.
Unfortunately, when the slightly hot tea seeped into his throat, and he was about to praise the wonderful works of the predecessors that he memorized when he was young, a warning appeared in his left eye again.
Zhong Ziqi, Lin Daohai, and the Federal Central Computer easily detected the content of the phone call and confirmed the identity of the other party through the chip. Because Xu Le was the first protected person, the result was quickly transmitted to his mind. If these children of the aristocratic families knew that the situation was developing like this, they wouldn't be able to sit still in their chairs, enjoy the beautiful sunshine, and deduce the date of Xu Le's death.
Xu Le wasn't surprised to see these two names. Holding the teacup, there wasn't a trace of emotion on his face. He quietly turned on his phone and watched the video mail that had just arrived. When he saw Mrs. Zhong suggesting that he go to the restaurant at the intersection to eat the special rat meat when he left the old house, he couldn't help but smile gently.
There was an old saying that only the muzzle of a gun could spurt out clouds and wind. This sentence was very suitable to describe the current him. The big shots in the upper class of the Federation, the powerful and terrifying professional experts, were all very powerful existences, but what did this have to do with him?
Since those wonderful things happened to him, Xu Le had pulled away from the level of the so-called conspiracy. He was more powerful than everyone, even the entire Federation, thought.
Half an hour later, he thought that he had given the other party enough time to react and prepare, so he put down the teacup, politely thanked the staff, and left the old house of the Zhong family at No. 36 Weier Road.
The black car drove out of the block, and then stopped at the restaurant at the intersection under the shadow of the big green tree to meet up with the members of Group 7 who had come to pick him up.
The car window rolled down, and Xu Le looked at Bai Magnolia next to the car. He told her the address of a building and then said, "Be careful."
Bai Magnolia nodded and returned to the dark green military vehicle. She glanced at Xiong Linquan and the others who were adjusting their guns and said softly, "Get to work."
Da Vinci, who temporarily replaced Liu Jiao, didn't know what had happened, but he could feel that the atmosphere in the car was even colder and more oppressive than when he was at the front line. He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and skillfully started the military vehicle. It made an arc at the intersection and drove into another street under the shadows.
Xu Le didn't start the car immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette. The smoke rose from the car window and merged into the western twilight. He narrowed his eyes and looked in that direction. There was a row of ordinary buildings behind the restaurant at the intersection. If he could see through those buildings, he should be able to see that building. The people who wanted to kill him were in that building.
The old man was restricted by the rules of the Charter, and he didn't want the Federation government to know the secrets of his authority. Although the Bureau of Proclamation already knew a little, he didn't tell the Ministry of Defense and the Federation Bureau of Investigation about the two experts from Bermuda, as well as many details of the murder case.
A few years ago, he had confirmed under the sunlight in front of the District Prosecutor's Office that there were always some people above the law in the Federation. These people had never been afraid to use the hands hidden in the dark to do those outrageous and infuriating things.
Because of interests, or some glorious words, or sometimes just because of joy and anger, the law of the Federation didn't have the ability to protect his interests and the interests of many people at these particular times.
Therefore, Xu Le no longer feared the law as much as he did when he was a teenager.
Today, he was ready to defend his right to live.
The butt of a Brand 37 cigarette fell from the car window to the ground, smashing into a few sparks. His hands that were tightly holding the steering wheel were calm as usual. He drove the car to the restaurant at the intersection. Almost at the same time, a dark green military vehicle drove into the underground parking lot of a certain building.
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(I don't admit that I have anarchist tendencies, but I'm ashamed to say that the book review section seems to be quite anarchic now. It's my fault. Student Xiao Qiang is busy with life, so life is naturally more important. However, I really haven't had time to manage the book review section in the past few months. The same goes for the leaders. They work overtime every day in a new unit and don't even pay overtime …
So I'm very solemnly calling for friends who have time. Who is willing to be a moderator and give comments to everyone? Please contact me, thank you very much.
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