The deputy speaker of the Federation Management Committee, Mr. Zion, glanced at the hundreds of members in the audience with his old eyes and said lightly, "Since even Colonel Li Feng believes that Major Leonardo Da Vinci is not a rebel, then I think we should listen to what Major Leonardo Da Vinci has to say."
The members of the Pak faction, who had the absolute majority, were stunned and began to get restless. Zion's eyes were cold as he scolded in a deep voice, "Members, this disabled Major Leonardo Da Vinci doesn't have a gun on him. Is he a threat to your safety? Pay attention to your manners. The whole Federation is watching you! "
The first time in three years that the deputy speaker of the Federation made a strong statement, it seemed that it was not enough to simply suppress the members of the Pak faction, who had become used to being tough after the mid-term elections. The members of the Black Mi faction were still protesting loudly.
The face of the deputy speaker of the Federation was slightly gloomy. He raised the hammer in his right hand and slammed it on the smooth and hard pear wood castanets!
The crisp and resounding sound of the collision suddenly resounded throughout the spacious Parliament Hill, but it did not end there. As the Deputy Speaker slowly and monotonously raised his arm and brought the hammer down, the sound continued to ring out, overlapping like the waves of the sea, one wave after another.
The noise of the drums gradually quieted down, and the sound of the hammer stopped abruptly. The eyes of the deputy speaker of the Federation were slightly closed, as if he was about to fall asleep again. However, the words that came out of his mouth were indifferent, "If anyone disturbs the order of the meeting again, I will ask the military police to take him out for three days."
The members of the Pak faction in the audience looked at each other. They were used to the silence of the old man sitting at the highest seat of the chairman. It was not until now that they remembered that although they had the absolute advantage in the vote on the parliament hill, as the deputy speaker, he had a lot of procedural rights that were stipulated in the charter.
After a moment of silence and awkwardness, the most fanatical member could only suppress his anger and uneasiness and sit down angrily. The military police under the podium awkwardly let go of Leonardo Da Vinci, put down the wheelchair, and then carried him to the chair.
The wheelchair slowly moved to the microphone. Leonardo Da Vinci carefully tidied up his military uniform and arranged the military medal neatly on the left side of his chest. Then he combed his hair with his fingers, pulled down the microphone, and calmed down for a moment before he began to speak.
Almost at the same time, countless phones rang in the arms of the members of parliament one after another. Hundreds of secretaries in the offices of the members of parliament ran madly through the corridors with their phones and folders in their hands, looking for their members.
What was happening on Parliament Hill was being broadcasted live on the Federation News Channel and shown on the public's TV screens.
Suddenly realizing that this seemingly meaningless meeting had an unexpected turn of events, the ordinary people could only express their shock and confusion. Meanwhile, the faces hidden behind the councilors reacted immediately and dialed their phones.
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Winsky stood beside a secluded passageway in the Capital Airport. Looking at the TV screen above his head, he subconsciously covered his mouth and almost exclaimed. She looked around nervously, worried that she would attract other people's attention. She quickly put down her hand and tidied up her slightly curly hair.
As the most popular female news anchor in the Federation in the past ten years, the dignified and intelligent Winsky had a face that the public was most familiar with. Therefore, even though she was wearing huge sunglasses and ordinary clothes, she still felt that the passersby were pointing at her as if they had recognized her.
On the screen, the Federation News Channel was broadcasting the sudden turn of events on Parliament Hill. Logically speaking, such a major news event should have been hosted by her. However, no one would have thought that she was preparing to leave the Federation.
"If this hadn't happened, I probably wouldn't have appeared on the TV screen, because the news channel definitely wouldn't have broadcasted this."
Winsky looked at the young military officer in the wheelchair on the screen and thought gloomily. She gripped the exquisite lady's handbag so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"Looks like you're very punctual."
A pale-faced man in a black suit silently appeared beside her. He smiled softly and said, "But there's no need to be so nervous. Those Special Task Force agents didn't follow us."
The female anchor, Winsky, asked in a trembling voice, "There are some things that I don't understand. If you want to deal with him, why didn't you expose the matter between me and him? Instead, you sent me away at this time."
Han Chu didn't answer her question and walked directly into the quiet passage.
Winsky bit her lip lightly, picked up the expensive handbag in her hand, and followed in quick steps. She hated the man in front of her, but she was more afraid of him. Every time she saw him, she felt that he was like a poisonous snake covered in slime. However, things had developed to this point, and she had no other choice.
This passage was probably for the maintenance staff of the airport. It was quiet and empty.
When they reached the end of the passage, Han Chu stopped and looked back at the beautiful female anchor. He said calmly, "Moral scandals can never really hurt a politician. What's more, we know that you've always felt very guilty towards the First Lady. For you, it's more unacceptable for the family in the official residence to be hurt than for the President to be threatened. "
Winsky held the strap of the lady's handbag tightly and didn't say anything.
Han Chu continued expressionlessly, "So when we found out about the relationship between you and the President, we only asked you to help us do things in the news channel. If we asked for more, you definitely wouldn't accept."
"But why do you want me to leave?" Winsky asked nervously.
A strange smile flashed across Han Chu's pale face. He said, "Now that the news channel has started broadcasting, the silent march team has entered the capital. You are no longer of much use to us. Of course, we can leave you alone, but I think the President will vent his anger on you afterward. "
Winsky slowly lowered her head. Behind the wide sunglasses was a sad expression. She said in a trembling voice, "No, he wouldn't do that to me."
"You should know better than us what kind of man the President is." Han Chu looked at her with slight ridicule and said, "If you really believed that he wouldn't be so heartless, you wouldn't have agreed to leave the Federation today."
Winsky raised her head and stared at his pale face. She asked, "Even if he wants to kill me, why do you care if I live or die? Exposing the President's lover is already beyond the boundary of a sex scandal. It's very useful to you. "
"You are indeed the best news anchor in the Federation. Even at this time, your mind is still so clear."
Han Chu sighed with a complicated expression. He looked at her and said, "What you said was actually my initial plan. Unfortunately, this insidious and perfect plan was rejected by him because he thought that there was indeed love between you and the President. He felt that this kind of thing should be respected."
Winsky held the strap of the handbag tightly and didn't speak again. She knew that the "him" the man beside her was talking about was the underworld king of Bermuda. However, as the President's secret lover, it was difficult for her to be shocked by other so-called big shots. She just silently listened to the words of love relayed by the other party and then silently asked herself in her heart if she had betrayed love.
"I didn't betray you."
Sitting on a spaceship heading to Bermuda in the southwest part of the capital airport, the female anchor looked at the familiar scenery outside the window and silently said in her heart, "In the beginning, I really wanted to protect you, but I didn't expect that those Bermudians would have such a terrifying degree of control over people's hearts."
There was a thin layer of snow on the side of the spaceship. The new type of snow melting agent was working efficiently. The layer of snow quickly turned into a strange pattern.
The female anchor looked out of the window. Her fingertips pierced deeply into her palms. There were traces of blood oozing out. Perhaps it was because of this that the skin around the sunglasses was unusually pale.
"My love … I'm sorry, good luck."
The spaceship to Bermuda was about to take off. Sadly, she sent the last text message to the man in the official residence and then turned off the phone.
Not far away, beside the transparent wall of the underground passage of the airport, Han Chu silently watched the spaceship disappear into the lead clouds. A faint smile appeared on his pale cheeks. Then he took out his phone and dialed a number. He whispered, "It's done."
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Black ordinary roads traversed the fields. In the Federation's old-style farms, it was extremely rare, so it retained a lot of the flavor of the past. Lin Banshan hung up the phone and looked at the snow-covered haystacks and frozen water wheels passing by the car window from time to time. His face showed a look of yearning and admiration.
The car stopped in front of a very inconspicuous courtyard. Lin Banshan walked to the wooden door and politely knocked on the door.
The courtyard door opened and a two-story wooden building appeared. An old man was grinding dried corn with a coarse stone in front of the porch. He didn't look up, but seemed to know who the visitor was. He smiled and asked, "Kid, you should be in the capital at this time?"
In this world, even the old men in the Lin Manor didn't dare to call Lin Banshan kid. Probably only this old man was qualified.
Lin Banshan still maintained the carefree attitude he had for the past twenty years. He walked to the porch and sat down on a small stool. He began to grind the dried corn with him. He lowered his head and answered casually,
"Someone in the capital is handling it. If nothing unexpected happens, the Pabre government will definitely fall into a quagmire. As for whether there will be any difficult problems in the future, it's a matter for Madam and Xu Le. I don't care, and I don't have the ability to care. You can't expect us gangsters and the regular army to fight head-on. "
"So you came to grind corn with this old man?" The old man looked up and asked. The wrinkles on his forehead were much deeper than before.
Lin Banshan found that grinding dried corn was a very hard job. He rolled up his sleeves and complained while grinding hard, "You didn't want to live in the ranch that the Tai family arranged for you. You didn't want to live in the manor that I bought for you. You just had to come to such a rural place. Are you really not going to play golf?"
"I like to play golf because I have to deal with some machine or computer data every second. I want to get closer to nature so that my brain doesn't become mechanical."
The old man used his hand to scoop the ground corn into the old-style bamboo basin. He coughed twice and said, "But speaking of nature, what activity is closer to nature than farming? If I were in Bermuda, I would definitely open a pig farm. "
"With your status, publicly declaring that you want to violate the Wildlife Protection Act under the spirit of the Charter, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Lin Banshan wiped the sweat on his forehead and threw away the half of the jade stick in his hand. He said, "Old man, before you die, can you do something good?"
"I retired a long time ago," the old man said with a smile, "I'll make a pot of porridge for you later. It'll be delicious."
"Don't use food to brush me off. Of course, you don't have to care about the government's affairs and the military's affairs. But don't forget, at that time, when you took advantage of my young age to coerce me into joining the Bureau. "
"Serving the Charter is a lifelong career."
Lin Banshan said, "In that case, even if you retire, as long as you are not dead, you are still the director of the Federation Bureau of Proclamation."
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Just like what Lin Banshan said to Old Director Tai in the small farmhouse courtyard, although he had left the Capital Special District, everything he had arranged was still working steadily, and then he dragged the government into the quagmire step by step.
After the bloody incident in the capital of South Kezhou, with the cooperation of the Tai family, Lin Banshan secretly succeeded in controlling the news department of the Federation TV station and dealt a heavy blow to the Federation government.
After the incident, the relevant agencies of the Federation government began to investigate what went wrong with the news department, and why the video that was obviously produced by the Silent March command could be broadcast through this channel.
With the full cooperation of the other major families, the news department of the Federation TV station threw out a few scapegoats, and with the help of the female anchor, it was difficult to avoid this investigation. Up until this very moment, the federal government hadn't even noticed the seemingly unrelated kidnapping cases.
The power of the seven major families was certainly not as strong as the Federation government, especially after the Joint Investigation Department took the Patriot Act and carried out several internal purges, which they would rather be wronged than miss. Their influence in the huge bureaucracy was rapidly weakened, and the officials they could control were getting fewer and fewer.
However, after all, these families were terrifying existences that had survived in the shadows for tens of thousands of years. Their branches could shelter them from the wind and rain, and their roots were so deep that no one knew how many kilometers underground. If the Joint Investigation Department and the Patriot Act were like a thunderstorm, no matter how many times they were cut down and purged, there would always be a lot of roots left.
In other words, there were still many officials loyal to the seven major families in the Federation government. Once these officials collectively made a move, it would not be too difficult to cover up for the news department of the Federation TV station.
In the news department of the Federation TV station, dozens of staff members were busy with serious and nervous expressions. However, the studio was deathly silent. No one spoke, including the director who was constantly wiping his sweat.
Since sleeping with the black horse's head in the villa for a night, the director of the news department had rapidly lost weight. The official in charge of publicity in the official residence had thought that he was under too much psychological pressure because of the report in South Kezhou, and had kindly comforted him with a few words. How could they have guessed the real fear in his heart?
There were several staff members like the director in the news department. Some of them had huge gambling debts, some of them went to the brothel only to wake up in the early hours of the morning to find that the girl in their arms was not yet 16 years old, and someone had taken a picture of her. Some of them did not even know where their parents or children had been kidnapped by those terrible mafia until today.
The feelings of fear turned into a deathly silence. The director, reporter, cameraman, engineer, and director all knew that there was something wrong with each other, but they did not know what the problem was. They could only do as those people asked and had no choice at all.
The director looked at the incomparably lively scene in Parliament Hill on the TV screen and pretended not to hear the phone ringing on his desk because he knew that the call was definitely from the government.
After a moment, he glanced uneasily at the electrician in the corner who had lowered his head to do his work. It took a lot of effort for him to swallow his bitter saliva.
The person who could decide the content of the news department was no longer him, nor the government, but the electrician who had been hired a few months ago — because this electrician represented the attitude of those people.
The staff members inside and outside the studio of the news department suddenly became nervous. Their bodies stiffened as they looked over there. A female editor even almost fainted because they saw that the electrician who had been squatting in the corner suddenly stood up.
The electrician hung up the phone in his hand and walked to the window to take a look. He turned back and calmly said to the crowd, "Because the floor is too high, you probably can't hear the noise below. I just want to tell you one thing. You don't have to worry about the government sending military police to arrest you because the Federation TV station building is now surrounded by silent marching troops. They can't enter. "
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"Director Brin, we really can't go in! There are at least tens of thousands of people surrounding this place. How can my people go in? "
The streets around the Federation TV station building were already occupied by the crowd. Tens of thousands of protesters wearing black masks raised their hands and blocked a dozen black SUVs and even more police cars outside.
Beside one of the black SUVs, the deputy director of the Federation Investigation Bureau had an extremely ugly expression. Looking at the sea of people on the streets, he roared into the phone in his hand, "Send a helicopter? Tens of thousands of people are surrounding this building. Seeing the helicopter land on the roof, they will definitely rush in! "
"When the time comes, will you bear the responsibility or will I bear the responsibility? You bear the responsibility? Even if you bear the responsibility, you won't dare to give the order! "The deputy director hung up the phone angrily.
The scene in Parliament Hill appeared on the screens of tens of thousands of households through the Federation News Channel. The Federation government made the quickest response at the first moment.
The News Channel was the most authoritative and trustworthy media in the Federation society. If the accusations of the Team 7 major were broadcasted through this media, and in such a shocking manner, then no matter how the government explained, it would be difficult to dispel the suspicion and anger of the public.
This had nothing to do with evidence. Just like what a certain Donglin police officer said many years ago, the lives of the ignorant were filled with soap operas provided by the upper class. Therefore, the majority of the Federation's lower class citizens didn't care whose evidence was stronger. They only believed what they wanted to believe, what they saw with greater visual impact … the so-called truth.
The Federation government reacted quickly, but they didn't expect that the young senator seemed to have been prepared. Just as the Federation Investigation Bureau agents and police arrived in front of the News Channel building, the place had already become a sea of people.
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The Silent March Command Center had been moved from the entrance of the George Carlin Art Center to an apartment building two kilometers away from the Federal Television building. The owner of this apartment building was Li Xiaotong. As early as three months ago, the seventh young master had sent away all the tenants and secretly moved in the relevant equipment, just waiting for today to be handed over to the young senator.
"How many TV stations have already started broadcasting the News Channel's signal?"
"For now, it's still three."
"Increase the number to ten in two minutes. The technical department will send out the signal frequency. If there are any problems with the reception of the TV stations, you will be responsible for solving it immediately."
"Yes."
"What's the situation on the various online forums?"
"Seventy-four percent is at the top. Keywords such as the Team 7 incident and Da Vinci have already occupied six of the top ten search rankings."
"Public Relations Department, continue to follow up."
"Also, the thousands of underground music stations, once the funds are received, ask them to stop selling aphrodisiacs today. All of them will be on the government's dark side. If there isn't enough information, send out the prepared broadcast stories."
"As for the newspapers, how many are still unwilling to publish?"
"All the entertainment weeklies have already bought out their pages. A few major liberal newspapers have already decided to publish special editions. The problem is that the few newspapers that support the government are still unwilling to agree."
"Has the contract for the advertising space from Sanlin Bank been faxed?"
"It has been faxed, and it is being reviewed. Especially the Tribune, it was stated in the contract in advance that the advertising content cannot have political content."
The top two floors of the apartment building had already been hollowed out. Hundreds of silent military headquarters staff were busy with the work at hand, turning the originally extremely empty hall into a tense headquarters.
At the desk in the deepest part of the hall, the tired young senator put his hands on the table. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't care about the other newspapers, but the Tribune must be taken down.
"All the pages are blank, and only one sentence is written in special size."
The director of the News Relations Department stood behind him and took out a pen to take notes seriously.
"We can't talk today."
The director looked at the thin body of the senator and hesitated. "But this can still be judged by the Tribune editorial board as having political intentions."
"Add a line of small words below: Sanlin United Bank, practice is more important than commitment. We welcome the purchase of the National Fund to support frontline soldiers with practical actions."
Lie Zhi Yuan turned around and said, "Do you have any other questions about the commercial?"
"No questions at all." The director of the News Relations Department praised and left with a smile.
From the end of the summer of the 75th year of the Constitutional Calendar to the beginning of the 76th year of the Constitutional Calendar, the silent military troop gradually grew. With the successful repeal of the Patriot Act, there were now more than 100,000 people on the streets of the special district of the capital city.
In addition to the TV station of the Federation, many people were also heading to the Parliament Hill. But the person who was directing this huge crowd with a clear rhythm and using all kinds of methods to advance step by step to victory was only a tired young senator.
Zou Yu looked at Tai Zhiyuan, who was leaning against the desk with his face up and eyes closed. She suddenly realized that there was actually so much strength hidden under this thin body. She slightly frowned and said with emotion, "It's really exciting to witness such a performance with my own eyes."
Tai Zhiyuan opened his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "This is not a performance."
Zou Yu did not hide her admiration. She sighed and said, "It is indeed not a performance, but a performance. A grand performance called 'How to Destroy the Federation Government'."
Tai Zhiyuan took the teacup from Bai Qi's hand and took a sip with a frown. The tea was very hot and thick, which was exactly what he needed the most at this time.
He put the hot teacup on a book, looked at Zou Yu, and said with a smile, "If you admire me now, you are also admiring our president. I used to admire him very much, and I have been learning from him. "
Under the teacup, the title of the thick book was: Pabre's Study of the Popular Movement.
"But you have to admit that this kind of thing always requires talent. Whether it is you or President Pabre, you both have this kind of talent."
"If it were Xu Le or Lin Banshan, the former might raise his arms and shout loudly, leading 100,000 people directly into the president's official residence, while the latter would probably incite the masses to die together with the government. In the end, he would leave in a carefree manner."
Zou Yu mocked her two absent companions to her heart's content.
Tai Zhiyuan coughed lightly and said, "Actually, these are just some very complicated affairs. They are not as complicated and difficult as they seem. Just like the siege of the building and the parliament hill."
"If one person can't do it, ten people won't do it either. Only when there are enough people, so many that there is a huge disparity between them and the enemy, can humans often develop courage."
"Dripping water can penetrate stone, but it requires tens of thousands or hundreds of millions of water droplets. A stream is clear, but it can only flow calmly. It lacks the power to change the environment. Only when the stream converges into a river and finally into an ocean will it become powerful and fearless. If every drop of water is raised at this time, it will become a roaring wave. "
"And the so-called leader is actually the canal that divides the water."
Tai Zhiyuan lowered his gaze slightly and looked at the dark face that was half covered by the teacup on the cover of the book.
"His responsibility is to guide the water to the place where it is needed. Some water is used for irrigation, some is used to wash away the sand, and some must be forced to overflow. Because only by overflowing can the enemy be stopped from crossing the river."
"Of course, water is a metaphor." Tai Zhiyuan said, "If someone tries to make a real flood to stop the enemy, then I don't know what to say."
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Leonardo Da Vinci broke into the parliament hill, Madman Li sent back a video email as proof, the first time in three years that the Deputy Speaker of Xi 'an took a tough stance, the news channel broadcasted it live, and the people's movement became more and more intense. For the government of the Federation, this was an unexpected setback and danger.
But for those who had been silent for a long time, the blurred faces in the shadow of the Federation, this was the opportunity they had been waiting for, and it might even be the last opportunity.
On the terrace of the back mountain, Secretary Shen began to make a call.
In the Manor of the Southern Minister, Madam Cao began to make a call.
On the top floor of the Sanlin United Bank, Li Xiuzhu began to make a call.
In the villa of the Ivy Garden, Li Xiaotong began to make a call.
Somewhere on the planet S3, Lin Douhai stared at the news channel and roared fiercely at the senator on the phone, "I don't care! I gave you 30 million when I was 16 years old. Why do you think I did that? "
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