In the southern suburbs of the capital, in the George Carlin Foundation Art Center, on the enormous hologram outside the building was a high-definition rotating shot of the environment. The peach blossoms within reach were in full bloom in the spring breeze.
The conference room inside the building was completely silent. The slightly cool breeze from the air exchange system seemed to want to freeze everything in the room. The reporters were either lowering their heads, biting the end of their pens, frowning, or opening their mouths slightly, listening to Xu Le's calm and simple narration on the stage.
This was the story of a spy from Green Dragon Mountain.
That spy was called Shi Qinghai. When he was young, his family suffered a calamity because of a certain large enterprise of the Federation. He used his excellent grades to enter the Capital University Affiliated High School, and then entered the First Military Academy to further his studies. After graduation, he was assigned to the Fourth Section of the Federation Investigation Bureau's Linhai Branch. His future was bright. However, no one knew that as early as in school, he had already been absorbed by the intelligence system of Green Dragon Mountain's anti-government army. He became a fish in that famous deep sea that no one had ever seen.
"For you, for all the people of the Federation, Shi Qinghai is just a very unfamiliar name. He is just an unremarkable stranger."
"So when the Green Dragon Mountain Committee recognized his identity and produced evidence that he had already been fired, you would very naturally believe that he is a fallen spy with no future."
"So you can very easily believe the results of the Federation government's investigation. He broke into Parliament Mountain and didn't hesitate to use his life to kill Vice President Byron and the members of parliament. He is just a deranged crazy terrorist who was bought over by some power that hasn't found a scapegoat yet."
"But I know him."
"He is handsome, confident, and gentle. His grades are so good that he can enter the Trinity Association. His pair of peach blossom eyes can charm all women. Although it sounds like I am looking for a wife for him, it is the truth. As long as he is willing, he can easily obtain wealth and status that ordinary people can't imagine."
"Mr. Pabre took a military transport plane and landed in Green Dragon Mountain. He completed the great reconciliation agreement that surprised everyone. He was the one who completed the contact arrangements."
"Four years ago, Macklin died in the building of the Huanshan Four States Foundation. He and I did it together. I believe that the WikiLeaks video released in the past year is enough for you to digest the shock brought by this news. You can also roughly understand that he once helped the Federation solve its biggest problem."
"Mr. President pardoned him without anyone knowing. He served as the liaison officer between the Special Forces and the Department of Defense. In the distant West Woods occupied planet, he hid in the deep snow alone, wielding the big gun that rang out in front of Parliament Hill. God knows how many imperial officers he killed. "
"This is the George Carlin Foundation Art Center. Two years ago, the documentary called 'Team Seven' won all the awards here. My teammates and I were pushed onto the stage by your cheers and cheers, and we enjoyed the courtesy of the entire Federation. In fact, Shi Qinghai once fought side by side with us, and he was also qualified to stand under the spotlight, but he chose to walk into the shadows behind the lights again."
There was a long silence in the conference room. It was not that the reporters did not have any questions they wanted to ask, but they could clearly tell from Xu Le's expression that he had more to say.
Xu Le rubbed his eyebrows and said, "As I said just now, he is my best friend. So when Mr. President authorized me to investigate the attack on the Ancient Bell, he, who had no obligation to take the risk to help me, once again walked into the darkness and began to pursue the clues that were about to be forgotten by people."
After a short pause, he looked at the reporters who were taking notes and said seriously, "He is used to walking in the darkness, but he is more dazzling than anyone else. A person like this can't be a terrorist. "
"I hope the people of the Federation can understand this. He has a definite reason for everything he does, and only those reasons can make him do so many things that you think are inconceivable."
At this point, a reporter finally could not suppress his emotions and raised his hand to ask, "Including the attack on Parliament Hill?"
"Yes," Xu Le replied.
The reporters easily deduced a shocking conclusion from these words. Someone asked in a loud voice, "Colonel Xu Le, do you think that Vice President Byron and those councilors are related to the attack on the Ancient Bell by the imperial fleet?"
"I didn't say that. In fact, Shi Qinghai and I have been investigating this matter." Xu Le raised his head and looked at the reporter who asked the question in the corner.
"That's ridiculous!"
"It's ridiculous!"
The reporters were shocked and couldn't accept Xu Le's words. Although the Federation had investigated the attack on the Ancient Bell a few months ago and seemed to have found some new suspicious points, it was really hard to imagine that the Vice President of the Federation was involved in this matter.
"The last investigation had to be terminated for reasons that everyone knows." Xu Le looked at the reporters and said, "At that time, Shi Qinghai and I already had some evidence, but unfortunately, we didn't have the chance to continue the investigation."
"According to the sources of the Department of Defense, you didn't get permission to leave the West Woods, which is a serious violation of military regulations."
Reporter Wood, who had been silent for a while, held an electronic ink pen between his fingers and asked thoughtfully, "What's the purpose of insisting on returning to the capital ring, even at the risk of being punished by military law? Are you trying to clear your friend's name? Or do you want to continue the investigation that was interrupted last time? "
"I will ask for a second authorization from Mr. President to restart the investigation on the Ancient Bell." Xu Le replied, "If there are any new findings or evidence, I will inform all of you immediately within the scope of the charter."
The reporters frowned and shook their heads subconsciously. They were not satisfied with or did not agree with Xu Le's vision of the future situation.
"If that's the case, why did you hold this press conference before getting a second authorization from Mr. President? What's your purpose for holding this press conference alone? "
Reporter Wood keenly saw the problem and continued to ask.
"I want to officially inform some people."
Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the nearest camera, as if he was looking at the big shots in the Federation's political and military circles behind the camera. After a short pause, he said seriously, "I'm back, and I'm going to restart the investigation. Are you … ready?"
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After the press conference ended, it was almost dusk. The second day of Xu Le's return to the capital ring passed quickly and nervously. The shadows of the buildings and the red clouds mixed into a large colorful mixture, and the originally pink peach blossoms suddenly became bright red.
The reporters left the George Carlin Foundation Art Center in twos and threes, but no one was in a hurry to return to the newspaper office or the TV station. Instead, they chose to call their acquaintances to the nearby tavern for a few drinks.
They heard the extremely explosive news at the press conference, but there was no way to share it with anyone. They had to immediately express the countless questions in their hearts and express the shock in their minds with their colleagues.
Without Xu Le's clear evidence, no matter how much the media worshipped the freedom of the press, it was impossible to publish the news that the vice president of the Federation was suspected of colluding with the imperial fleet. This had nothing to do with the pressure of the press director in the president's residence. The integrity of the journalists required them to have evidence, and the atmosphere in which the entire Federation was mourning for Vice President Byron was an invisible ruler.
Xu Le did not leave the art center. The members of Group Seven were scattered around the building, controlling all the dangerous sniping points and guarding his safety outside the window in the red twilight. In the meantime, he was talking to reporter Wood in a low voice in the room.
"Why did you ask me to stay alone?" Wood asked in confusion.
"Because I trust you. However, I thought that Chief Editor Bob would come with you." Xu Le explained with a smile, "It seems that my news popularity is still not enough to attract Chief Editor to come personally."
Wood shrugged and said with slight ridicule, "In the past two years, you have rejected three of my interview requests, and now you say that you trust me … Please don't tell me that this is because we did the last interview with the War God."
Xu Le shook his head. After a moment of silence, he said, "Do you remember what I just said about Macklin? At that time, in the entire Federation's press circle, only the Capital Special District Daily News dared to question that old man and even investigate him. "
"If that friend of yours … Shi Qinghai was really involved in the assassination of Macklin, I will prudently express my trust in him. However, this trust is not much, because in my opinion, his cold-blooded performance on Parliament Hill is not what you would call an idealist."
Wood lit a cigarette and took two puffs. In the pungent smoke that filled the air, he said with a hint of pride, "Speaking of the Macklin case, I led a group of paparazzi to S2 and investigated it for dozens of days. It should be considered the proudest thing in my life."
Xu Le looked at the red flower that was reflected in the window glass at his feet and suddenly said, "Before you went to investigate, you should have received an electronic document about the investigation of Macklin."
Wood frowned slightly. He held the cigarette between his fingers. He did not understand how the other party knew about this. In fact, until today, he still did not know who sent the documents to the newspaper.
"Those were all found by Shi Qinghai."
Xu Le smiled at the shocked reporter Wood. He took out a microchip from the pocket of his military jacket and handed it over. "Just now at the press conference, I said that we did not find any evidence. In fact, I was lying. This microchip hides the evidence of Vice President Byron and those few senators involved in the case.
"I am giving this evidence to you because I trust you and Chief Editor Bob. And I trust you because although Shi Qinghai and I have not fought side by side with you, we have indeed fought together."
Wood was silent for a moment. He slowly and carefully put out the cigarette by his feet. After taking two deep breaths, he took the microchip with a serious expression and said, "What should we do?"
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(This plot is very important recently. It is very difficult to write. I don't want to write too poorly. Such a simple request is almost killing me. My ability is limited. My ability is limited.
Tomorrow, I will write less, or I will stop for a day. I have to sort out this most troublesome and most important plot, and find a good place to eat on the big cake.
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