The building belonged to the Bureau of Investigation of the Federation. The automatic revolving door on the ground floor was magnificent. Xu Le stood behind the door and looked at the falling snowflakes outside the glass. The reporters who were stopped outside the cordon were so excited that their facial features were distorted. They slowly stopped in their tracks, and a complicated expression appeared in their eyes.
Crawling into the mine, climbing onto the broken car, breathing rapidly, the dark walls of the alley, and the dirty underground water, he escaped from Dong Lin and came to the capital ring. From then on, he hid his identity as a wanted criminal and lived in silence. However, he never forgot about this matter. For him, the identity of a fugitive and his mentality of isolation had always played a role in places that he did not even notice.
For example, at this moment, looking at the emotional reporters outside the door, looking at the cold snowflakes, and looking at the emperor of the Imperium, he actually wanted to retreat.
This was not the frontline. Gu Xifeng and the other team members were not behind him, and He Lei and the other military officers were not beside him. The world outside the door was shocked, and the sky was filled with snow, but he was alone.
"I thought about what you said just now. I feel that I should sign up and join the army." The young agent from the Bureau of Investigation of the Federation draped a dark green military coat over his shoulders and said seriously, "But I don't know how to go through this process."
Xu Le came back to his senses. He lowered his head and fastened the collar of his military coat. He replied seriously, "The Department of Defense has a special recruitment program. A government official with professional skills like yours will be at least a second lieutenant."
The young agent smiled gently. He nodded and saluted. He walked to the door and blocked the sensor with his hand, making the expensive revolving door turn. He said to him, "Understood. Take care."
Xu Le shrugged and walked out. Instantly, snowflakes and coldness hit his face, making him subconsciously tighten his collar. Then, countless dazzling flashes and sharp interrogations suppressed the flying snowflakes and coldness and hit his cheeks violently. He could not help but narrow his eyes. It was not the narrowing of his eyes when he wanted to explode or kill, but the narrowing of his eyes when he wanted to escape.
But why did he want to escape? The uncle was the Federation's most wanted criminal. He was a traitor, and this was a suspicious matter. So what if he was a wanted criminal of the Federation? Back then, when Colonel Lake, who was wearing sunglasses, pointed a gun at his forehead, he had inexplicably started to flee. He had not done anything wrong.
Thinking about that, Xu Le frowned and tried to open his eyes. Looking at the dazzling lights in front of him, he took three deep breaths and calmly walked forward. Slightly lowering his head, he prepared to say a few words to the dense microphones. He did not want to argue with the reporters, but he wanted to say a few words to the people of the Federation who cared about him.
Just as he was about to carry out such a naive response, hundreds of burly men in dark-colored tight-fitting combat suits suddenly appeared out of nowhere. These burly men wearing sunglasses with cold faces controlled the situation as soon as they appeared. They blocked the reporters, who were about to go crazy, behind them. At the same time, they protected Xu Le and quickly left from the side of the stone steps.
These burly men's movements were very clean and neat. They looked like professionally trained soldiers. Xu Le quickly recognized their identities from the Black Eagle on their epaulets. Naturally, he guessed who arranged this. The Black Eagle Company, one of the three major security companies of the Federation, had always been the private property of the Tai family.
The spacious black car was as warm as spring. The wind, snow, and noise of the outside world were completely isolated. Under the precise guidance and control of the Black Eagle Company, no media broadcast vehicles of the Federation could keep up with their motorcade. Even the three helicopters in the sky responsible for the live broadcast were forced to land under the obstruction of the Black Eagle Company's combat helicopters.
"It's a big scene." Xu Le took off his military coat, looked at the thin young man leaning against the window and said, "Did Madam agree with you doing this?"
"Mother didn't agree with many of your methods, but since there was a conspiracy behind the explosion of the Ancient Bell, she naturally wouldn't allow those people to get rid of you too quickly."
Tai Zhiyuan was holding a glass of wine with no more than 20 degrees in his hand. He leaned against the window tiredly and looked at him and said, "This has nothing to do with interests, it's only about balance. After all, the old man is old, and the family is counting on you to be able to withstand the pressure of those crazy people in the future."
Xu Le shrugged and looked at the other corner of the car. Zou Yu, wearing a red fox fur coat, was leaning against the leather seat. Her black hair was simply tied up, with a plain colored silk flower braid. It was particularly eye-catching when matched with the flame-like coat.
"Be careful of the HTD Bureau," he said.
Zou Yu didn't care about him at all. Her beautiful and charming eyes kept looking out of the window, and the flying snow flashed quickly in her crystal clear eyes.
The atmosphere in the black car was a bit strange. Tai Zhiyuan and Zou Yu had been sitting at opposite ends of the chair, looking out of different windows. They didn't talk, only silence.
Because of the past of the Crown Prince's concubine selection, and because of the past of being deskmates in primary school, this strange atmosphere was easy to understand, but Xu Le could accept it. After a moment of silence, he said with a smile, "You haven't seen each other for a long time, but you're sitting together because of me. Should I feel honored?"
Tai Zhiyuan smiled and took a sip of the wine, but Zou Yu looked at him coldly. Xu Le shrugged innocently, looked at the female military judge in the co-pilot seat, and said with a smile, "I heard from Lawyer Xiao that you got married last year. Can I find a chance to make up for the wedding gift?"
Xu Songzi, who had been busy with the relevant judicial procedures, heard this and looked back at him in surprise.
Zou Yu could no longer maintain her current lazy posture. She sat up straight and stared into his eyes in a daze. With a trace of coldness, she murmured, "You're really crazy."
"Get your facts straight. You're now a fugitive wanted by the president and 30 million Federation coins. You're not the guy in the documentary!"
"You can be taken back to jail at any time, and in the next moment, your reputation can be ruined! In the end, you're still worried about how long it's been since I saw that sickly person, and … worried about … what wedding gift? "
Zou Yu stared into his eyes in a daze. She became more and more agitated and shouted, "You're an idiot!"
It turned out that the so-called biting cold strength was the strength of a shrew who didn't swear. Once the woman in red started to swear, then she was just a very beautiful young shrew. Xu Le looked at her by the window and smiled. When he thought of this, his heart and body felt very warm. He cast a comforting look at the sickly person, then gently patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay."
"It's okay." Tai Zhiyuan held the wine glass and said with a bitter smile, "You're actually the student of mechanic Yu Feng … He's the most wanted fugitive of the Federation, the most notorious traitor in history. How can this be a small matter? I believe that just today, who knows how many people in the Federation will be scared to death by this matter. At least I was scared, and it's obvious that Yuzi was scared too. "
"So the squatting soldiers and the S1 people were all fake. I really don't know how you escaped to the capital ring, and why the Federal Central Computer gave you such high authority."
Tai Zhiyuan stared at Xu Le's eyes and said emotionally, "I'm really stupid, really. Back at Ewha University, when you were able to enter the H1 section of the library, I should've guessed your relationship with Professor Jin. Although not many people know his identity, my family does … That's why I'm really stupid, really. "
"I was stupider than you back then. I only found out that his name was Professor Jin after I entered Ewha University." Xu Le said softly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you guys, but … the identity of a fugitive doesn't sound good."
When the convoy returned to Wangdu Apartments, these young people realized that they had underestimated the power of the Federation's media.
The usually quiet garden under the youth's apartment was now bustling with noise. More than ten high-frequency broadcast vans occupied many corners of the public green space. Reporters in formal wear were holding microphones, talking to the station's senior officers while explaining the current situation to the Federation citizens.
The convoy's arrival immediately caused a commotion. The reporters changed the camera angles while shouting loudly, "Colonel Xu Le has appeared. We really want to know, if he really is the student of the traitor Yu Feng, if he really is a fugitive wanted by the Federation, how will he face the cameras and the citizens behind them?"
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When the news was released, the entire Federation was shocked. The military god, Li Pifu, had personally chosen this person to be his successor. The most respected war hero in the Federation in recent years was actually the most wanted fugitive of the Federation, the student of the traitor mechanic, Yu Feng. Even he himself had always been wanted by the Federation government!
In the building of the Capital Special Administrative Region's Daily News, a special program was being broadcasted on the screen. Due to pressure from the government, the Federation maintained temporary control over the news channel. However, the other dozens of television stations that belonged to consortiums or purely private companies spared no effort in reporting news related to Xu Le. No one even cared about the troops on the frontlines who were preparing to return home.
Some television stations had already begun to connect with the Donglin Region. The frontline reporters took recent photos of Xu Le and interviewed many people on Clocktower Street. Those unemployed miners who were as honest and direct as rocks gradually gave many unfavorable memories of Xu Le.
Reporter Wood, who had half of his butt on the table, shook his head and said, "When I was in school, my teacher once said that news is always stranger than fiction. Today, I finally received some degree of proof."
Editor Bob lit the coarse tobacco and blew out the match. His expression was calm but deep worry. He wanted to find a deeper political reason from this explosive news, but he found that he lacked first-hand information. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "The student of a traitor is not necessarily a traitor. This is a very simple principle. I don't understand why the Federation is so agitated."
"Because this is a topic of discussion. When it comes to things like anti-heroism, many people are easily agitated and even angry." Wood shrugged and rubbed his knees that were still sore. He said, "What do you say in terms of law? The people won't agree. "
"I really want to know how this matter will develop." Editor Bob's gaze pierced through the smoke and fell on the young colonel who had just gotten out of the black car on the TV screen.
At this moment, the office door was pushed open and a middle-aged military officer walked in. He looked at the two surprised people and said with a smile, "Hello, I would like to book an interview on behalf of someone. Please forgive me if it's a little abrupt."
Reporter Wood asked doubtfully, "Interview? May I ask who you are …? "
"Let me introduce myself. I am Han Shaodong. I am now in charge of the three extras of the logistics department of the First Military Region," the officer said politely.
It sounded like a very ordinary department, but it made Editor Bob stand up in shock. As a senior media person, he certainly knew that the so-called three extras were actually a specialized organization in charge of Philadelphia in recent years.
The editor took down the coarse tobacco and asked in disbelief, "We want to … interview the marshal?"
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